Heaven and earth were silent.

The distant onlookers stood there, rooted to the spot, their eyes vacant.

The Imperial Realm was supreme, its experts like gods!

To the world’s cultivators, the Imperial Realm was like a legend. It represented the loftiest, most distant extremes of the Dao and unshakeable power.

Who’d have thought that a young Gathering Stars Realm cultivator like Su Yi could swing his sword through the air and cut down an Emperor?

Even if it was merely a remnant of will a true Imperial Realm cultivator had left behind, it was enough to strike awe and dread into the heart of any cultivator beneath the Imperial Realm.

Yet now, an existence like that had fallen beneath Su Yi’s sword!

This was too terrifying.

It completely overturned their predictions and imaginations. Despite seeing it with their own eyes, they still couldn’t believe it was real.

They felt as if they were dreaming.

Huan Shaoyou was similarly dazed. He stared unblinkingly at the spot where the dark-robed elder had fallen as if he’d been struck by lightning.

An unprecedented sense of defeat washed over him like a tidal wave, assailing his mind. Everything seemed to turn dark in front of him, and he couldn’t help but cough up blood.

“No, this isn’t...