"H-He won?"
"Jiang Chen actually won? Th-This is impossible. It's simply unbelievable…"
Everyone was stunned.
The four young Venerables—each a chosen one, invincible among their peers. Their combined strength was a terrifying force.
But now…
They had been defeated!
Defeated at Jiang Chen's hands.
With a single sword, one man had suppressed the four young Venerables.
At that moment, everyone looked at Jiang Chen with eyes full of awe.
Revered like a god, feared like a saint!
Even Xuue Yinhao, the Night Emperor, Lan Haichen, and the others were visibly moved.
Only Di Tian remained with his eyes half-closed, gently stroking the head of the small black dragon coiled around his arm. The corners of his mouth turned up slightly in an enigmatic smile, as if he had anticipated this all along.
BOOM! BOOM! BOOM! BOOM!
Columns of water erupted from the sea as Du Xinwu and the other three shot out from the depths, their expressions utterly grim.
