Deathly silence.
It wasn't just Yellow Beard who was stunned; the craftsmen outside the arena, the moment they perceived it, all turned to stone.
They couldn't make sense of it.
They blinked on instinct, trying to doubt their own eyes, preferring to believe they'd seen wrong.
The combination of the Fireworks Pot and the Golden Ring, the pairing of North Wind Inheritance and the Hero Seed, the blessing of the Path of Conquest and the accumulation of ancestral legacies…
They were too familiar with all of this, too trusting, even to the point of worshipping this invincible power, to the extent that… right here, right now, they simply couldn't understand what had just happened!
Or rather, their instincts refused to believe it.
The revival and Rebirth of the Fireworks Pot had been interfered with, even broken…
No longer perfect!
"What the hell happened?"
"Did he use some technique to Erode the Circle Realm itself?"
