Xia Feng despised the naked gaze of the person in front of him. He tapped the God-Burying Bell lightly with his right hand, and a deep bell sound echoed once more.
The Divine Soul of Gao You was the first to be shattered instantly, his eyes turning vacant.
His lips trembled slightly, his face full of disbelief as if he had more to say, but after his Divine Soul dissipated, he could no longer speak.
The followers of the High Tone Sect behind him picked up the unspoken question: "This is impossible, how old are you? Even if you were incredibly lucky and acquired an Ancient Divine Artifact, you couldn't possibly wield it so freely!"
"This is an illusion technique, it must be an illusion technique!"
The expressions of the High Tone Sect's followers were frantic, completely unwilling to believe what they were seeing, struggling to break through the illusions before their eyes.
