I killed them.

It was just three casual, understated words.

However, they were an earth-shattering revelation to everyone present.

Especially Feng Zidu, Mei Yanbai, Qian Yun, and the others. Waves coursed through their hearts.

What would the others think if they learned that Su Yi had killed Dongguo Yun and Ran Chong too?

When they thought about it, they realized that thirteen of the thirty-four participants in this expedition to Sumeru Immortal Island had died, and all thirteen had died by Su Yi’s hand. Who wouldn’t have been surprised?

Weng Jiu’s brow furrowed in deep concern.

As a subordinate of the Great Xia’s imperial family, he was well aware that extremely ancient factions stood behind each of the fallen monsters of the ancient era.

Thirty thousand years of the Prohibition of Ancient darkness had weakened their vitality. They were no longer what they once were.

However, their accumulated foundations, and the power and legacies at their disposal, were still terrifying. 

The top factions of the present day were the Fulcrum of Heaven Sword Sect, the Qingyi Dao Sect, Cloudsky Divine Palace, and Maha Temple. However, they’d find it difficult to compare with those ancient factions.

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