Far fewer than Xu Haoran had.
This bit of Divine Power—how could it possibly withstand the eruption of Lu Changsheng’s blade carrying the strength of 10,000 cauldrons?
Four layers of Divine Power shattered in an instant under the blade’s light.
At the same time, the blade light descended, directly splitting Dong Mao in half.
Dong Mao made no sound as his two halves collapsed to the ground.
The entire Golden Swamp froze.
It was as if deathly stillness had overtaken everything.
The shock was overwhelming!
None of the martial artists from the Five Domains had seen Lu Changsheng before.
Nor had they witnessed his skills.
Lu Changsheng took action, and with one strike, Dong Mao was slain.
How ferocious was this?
"Dong Mao’s four layers of Divine Power were like paper—how strong is Lu Changsheng’s power behind that blade?"
"Lu Changsheng has four layers of Divine Power! And every single layer is a Superior Divine Gang. Oh heavens, he most likely comprehended four Domains!"
"That strike definitely exceeded the power of 10,000 cauldrons. Combined with four Domains, especially that Starry Sky Domain, it instantaneously crushed all the Domains of Dong Mao’s team. What kind of Domain is this strong?"
"It’s a Perfect Domain! I’ve experienced a Perfect Domain from a Divine Treasure expert before; even an un-solidified Domain can dominate all others!"
"Terrifying, utterly terrifying. Dong Mao did not die in vain, nor did Xu Haoran. With the power of 10,000 cauldrons, four Domains, and one Perfect Domain, how could any Divine Astral Realm martial artist resist such a force?"
They say seeing is believing.
Now, the disciples of the Golden Swamp truly experienced this firsthand.
No matter how the outside world raved before, they trusted only their own eyes.
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But now, seeing it in person, they believed.
Such Divine Astral Realm martial artists indeed existed—capable of slaying Xu Haoran with a single blade.
And not just Xu Haoran—Dong Mao, too, had fallen.
With Dong Mao dead, his companions were instantly gripped by sheer terror.
Before they could even finish their plea, Lu Changsheng’s blade light split into four, landing upon them.
Four top-tier Divine Astral Realm martial artists collapsed to the ground.
Their heads rolled as they hit the earth.
Lu Changsheng sheathed his blade, his expression tranquil.
It was as if this were a perfectly mundane occurrence.
"Another Yellow Heaven Sect team down."
"Yellow Heaven Sect is probably seething with hatred now..."
Liu Yuan remarked with a bitter smile.
He knew, once Lu Changsheng made his move, this would be the outcome.
When he attacked, he would surely kill the enemy.
In Lu Changsheng’s view, once combat started, the opponent was an enemy.
Impossible to conceive!
Why leave enemies alive and risk future retaliation?
Lu Changsheng stood silently, waiting.
The Sky Dragon Team was experienced at looting corpses.
Thus, Lu Changsheng waited only a few breaths before Liu Yuan nodded, signaling they had searched the bodies thoroughly.
"Lu Changsheng, this spot is actually quite decent..."
"No, stick to the plan."
Lu Changsheng shook his head.
This place was still three miles away from the Golden Fruit Tree.
Three miles—far too distant!
"Wait, does Lu Changsheng mean to keep moving forward?"
"Dong Mao’s position was actually quite good!"
"If they truly continue, the Sky Dragon Team’s target must be within a mile’s distance."
"Lu Changsheng is unimpressed by Dong Mao’s location, but isn’t it already an excellent spot...?"
Many began to stir with restless thoughts.
While Lu Changsheng disregarded the position, it didn’t mean others wouldn’t vie for it.
Now with Dong Mao dead, the location his team held was vacant.
This prime spot naturally sparked interest from many competitors.
But this had nothing to do with Lu Changsheng anymore.
Lu Changsheng took another step forward, advancing further.
Those teams stationed along the remaining route, upon seeing Dong Mao’s fate, dared not obstruct him.
Whenever the Sky Dragon Team passed through, silence reigned, their passage quietly permitted.
Three miles, two miles, one mile...
Finally, they were within one mile.
Lu Changsheng could now clearly see the Golden Fruit Tree with his own eyes.
And he continued moving closer, his purpose unmistakably clear.
Lu Changsheng’s ultimate target—the renowned and formidable Lingshu Team!