The concert hall hadn't collapsed, and there were no mass casualties. Only a few people had been injured by falling debris. It was a small miracle. Everyone's ears were ringing, their minds reeling from the shock. Deciding it was time to leave, they began to file out of the hall.
Amidst the crowd, Xiao Xuanye and Guo Jufeng stood frozen, utterly dumbfounded, looking as if their souls had left their bodies.
"Long Tianji and that Yan Renjie…"
"How can they be so strong?!"
"Is this the true power of a Heavenly King?"
"That giant phantom sword and that phantom ape... was that the aura of a Heavenly King? It doesn't feel right. It's completely different from the descriptions in the ancient texts."
"If only we could break through to the Heavenly King realm too, that would be incredible…"
Just then, they heard Yan Qinghe's voice. "Do you two remember the Super-Soldier Research Project?"
