Feng Xiaotian stood proudly in midair, his aura surging to the sky, not dissipating for a long time.
That shocking fighting spirit actually supported his physical body from falling down.
He just stood at the entrance of the Extreme Light Pavilion, glaring at all of the blood race's powerhouses.
He was akin to a furious vajra, guarding Grand Brightjade Complete Heaven's last foundation.
For a moment, there was actually no one who dared to step forward, including Bloodpromise.
The entire battlefield actually fell into a brief respite because of his demise.
Yi Xue had a somber expression, and he said solemnly, "Fighting spirit condensing without dissipating, causing Great Dao resonance. If he didn't die, he should have broken through to Supreme Hegemon in one stroke, right? This person is admirable!"
Such an opponent made a powerhouse like Yi Xue visibly moved too.