Tianxuan Constellation

Yi Yun's voice resounded throughout the White Jade Phoenix Palace. And in stark contrast was a silence akin to a cemetery's from the various overlords and elites from the various Sinkhole factions on the coronation grounds.

Whoever stops me shall be killed!

This simple sentence was often shouted by people in a warrior's world, but never in history had there been a time when such a sentence was filled with a terrifying suppressive might like Yi Yun's. It was as though a primordial behemoth from hundreds of millions of years ago had growled after being roused from its deep sleep!

And even more unbelievable was the fact that Yi Yun had only cultivated for mere centuries.

Ignoring the Sinkhole, even in the long rivers of martial history, never had there been such a bizarre turn of events—a junior had sent a major faction's overlord flying with a single slap!