The battle involving Lih Fengxing and others continued.
Xiao Yi watched quietly.
"Could it be, that saying is true?" Xiao Yi frowned, muttering to himself, "Beneath a Saint, all are ants."
Beneath a Saint, all are ants.
This was something that Duanmu Palace Master had told him before.
On the massive ship in the distance, countless bodies of the Heavenly Talents lay strewn about, causing him some slight emotional stir.
These Heavenly Talents were the most outstanding young generation in their region.
Proud and talented in Martial Arts, they were the darlings of their region, attracting the attention of all.
They came here full of expectations and yearning for the brilliance of the Central Region.
But before truly stepping into the Central Region, they had already lost their lives here.
And then there were these 'mountain bandit'-like Heavenly Extreme Realm experts.
In ordinary regions, they would at least be elder guardians of a major force, held in high honor.
