"Impossible, impossible, how could this happen?"
The four Great Sect Masters trembled and roared, because the Nine Mountains Scattered One in the Heavenly Vault no longer had any trace of heroism, having already transformed into a decrepit old man, with a breath of death swirling around him, as if he could be buried in the yellow earth at any moment.
"Why...why is it like this?"
The Nine Mountains Scattered One weakly raised his wrinkled and aged hands, his cloudy eyes filled with despair and disbelief.
"Why is it like this?"
Dong—dong—dong!
Ye Xuan strolled across the Heavenly Vault, his lips still curled in a mocking smile, until he stood before the Nine Mountains Scattered One, a hint of contempt rising from the corner of his mouth.
"You're really pathetically foolish, and pathetically arrogant too, do you think you're still the you from before?"
