Deathly silence, boundless deathly silence, an eternal deathly silence that seemed impossible to disperse, pervaded the surroundings of Dragon-devouring Mountain, spreading to the body, mind, and soul of everyone present.
At this moment, it was as if the whole world had lost its voice. Everyone fell into an unprecedented panic and horror. Then, their bodies stiffened and froze there for a long time, unable to move at all.
Xiao Fan had destroyed the allied army of five hundred and eighty-eight great sects by himself. Even though they had seen it with their own eyes, they were still unable to believe their own eyes. They were unable to believe that all of this was real.
"Keke!"
Countless people were trembling non-stop. Their upper and lower teeth continuously clattered, making unstoppable sounds. Their faces were already distorted in horror. Because their hearts were beating too fast, their breathing could not keep up. Therefore, they felt as if they were going to suffocate to death. It was extremely painful.
Among the crowd!
The Jade Virtual Sect's disciple, Saintess Qing Yan, and Saintess Qing Mo were no different from the others. Their faces were pale, their bodies were trembling, and their eyes were full of fear.
While the Jade Virtual Sect's disciple was extremely terrified, he was also filled with deep despair.
Because the Jade Virtual Sect was finished!
In Xiao Fan's merciless slaughter just now, except for Yu Zhen and a few high-ranking bigwigs of the Jade Virtual Sect, the rest of the elite disciples, the middle force, and one of the two most important armies of the Jade Virtual Sect, the Jade Army, had all been wiped out.
After suffering such a terrible loss, the strength of the Jade Virtual Sect had directly dropped by half, or even more.
Although the Jade Virtual Sect still had its land, army, disciples, and elders, its strength had dropped to such a level. Even if the other sects did not take advantage of the situation to directly destroy the Jade Virtual Sect and plunder everything of the Jade Virtual Sect, the Jade Virtual Sect would continue to weaken for thousands of years to come. There was no way for it to recover.
To a large extent, the fate of the Jade Virtual Sect's destruction was already destined. The only difference was whether it was sooner or later.
In the face of the imminent destruction of the Jade Virtual Sect, the Jade Virtual Sect's disciple found that he could do nothing but witness all this with his own eyes.
How could he not feel despair in his heart?
Beside him!
The Saintess Qing Mo and the Saintess Qing Yan were both terrified and overjoyed at the same time. They gasped for breath as if they were about to drown but were luckily saved. Their hearts were filled with indescribable joy.
Qing Mo Mountain had escaped the fate of destruction and was fortunate enough to remain single.
The results of the black-robed elder's divination from the Laozu Sect of Green Ink Mountain were as accurate as always. He was completely worthy of his name as the Oracle and had saved everyone in Green Ink Mountain.
Otherwise, Qing Mo Mountain would be just like the other five hundred and eighty-eight great sects. They would already be on the path to destruction.
"Laozu Sect, you will be the second most meritorious person in the history of our Green Ink Mountain, second only to the founding of the Laozu Sect!" The Saintess Qing Yan said in a daze in her heart.
Not far from the Holy Son of the Jade Palace, the Saintess Qing Mo, and the Saintess Qing Yan, the Master of Qing Mo Mountain, as well as other higher-ups, were all present. Their expressions were exactly the same as the Saintess Qing Mo and the Saintess Qing Yan. They were incomparably terrified, yet incomparably glad.
But soon, they smiled bitterly.
"Before this happened, who would have thought that Xiao Fan would be so terrifying and possess the terrifying power to destroy five hundred and eighty-eight great sects?" The Master of Green Ink Mountain murmured to himself with a bitter smile, "If I hadn't seen it with my own eyes, I'm afraid no one would have believed it at all!"
"The results of the Laozu Sect's divination showed no signs of survival. I'm afraid that even if it was revealed in advance and a kind warning to others, no one in the outside world would have believed it!"
"But now, the results are out. Who dares to not believe it?"
The Master of Green Ink Mountain's murmur soon became muffled. He once again sank into boundless fear and absent-mindedness, unable to extricate himself.
Wen Xuan looked at the crowd that was avoiding them as though they were avoiding poisonous snakes and scorpions. Then, they completely isolated them. His body trembled non-stop as he shouted at Wang Lin's back with difficulty.
However!
Wang Lin turned a deaf ear to Wen Xuan's shout. He seemed to have aged by a few decades in an instant. His hair turned white instantly, and his face was full of wrinkles. His aura was also extremely weak.
All of a sudden!
Plop!
Wang Lin seemed to be unable to hold on any longer. He suddenly fell backward and fainted on the ground. His body collided heavily with the ground, making an extremely dull sound. His breath was weak and he was barely breathing. Although he was not dead yet, he was not far from death.
"Senior brother, I, I … Goodbye!"
Seeing that Wang Lin had fainted on the ground and was unconscious, one of Wang Lin's disciples suddenly spoke. Then, as soon as he finished speaking, he stumbled and fled into the distance. He did not even look at Wang Lin, who was behind him.
With this disciple taking the lead, the other disciples instantly reacted. Then, some of them stammered their farewells to Wen Xuan before staggering away in a panic.
Some of them did not even have the time to say goodbye before they scrambled and fled into the distance. They did not even turn their heads back. It was as though their beloved master Wang Lin was just a pile of smelly mud that no one cared about. It was not worth them turning back to look at him.
In the end!
Even Wen Xuan gave up on Wang Lin. He clenched his teeth and fled into the distance in a panic, leaving Wang Lin alone on the ground. He did not move at all and no one cared about him!
Wang Lin was deserted by everyone and was called a loner. He could only wait for death in an incomparably miserable state!
In the void!
The Child of the Northern Heavens, the Titanic Crescent Spirit Maiden, and their followers no longer had the arrogance and carefree attitude they had before the battle began. Instead, there was only fear, a fear that seeped into their bones and souls.
At this moment, they wanted to run away and escape from this place without a care for anything else. They wanted to get as far away from this place as possible!
However, they did not dare to do so.
That was because they had already sensed that Xiao Fan was paying attention to them. Thus, they were afraid. They were afraid that their sudden escape might be targeted by Xiao Fan, a person whose eyes had already turned red from killing. Then, he would attack them together and directly kill them.
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