Between heaven and earth, there was a deathly silence.
Everyone stared blankly at the Kunpeng Ancestor, his brain burst, completely speechless.
The powerful Kunpeng Ancestor was shattered with just a single strike, unable to withstand even one blow. The gap in strength was simply too great!
Also, who exactly is this young man?
Why does he possess such terrifying power?
The shock of the crowd was unknown to Ying Yue. He waved his hand casually, pulling over the corpse of the Kunpeng Ancestor, whose primordial spirit flew out from the body, looking at Ying Yue with a face full of terror. He was dead, but not completely; his primordial spirit was still alive.
"Spare me! Spare me! Ancestor, spare me!"
The Kunpeng Ancestor cried out in terror, begging loudly for mercy. At this moment, he was utterly terrified, his soul almost flying apart. He never expected that Ying Yue could be so powerful, breaking his skull with a single blow, nearly scattering his primordial spirit.
