"Chen Yin is dead?" Everyone looked at the deep pit in disbelief after the loud sound.
No matter how rich their imaginations were, they would never have thought that Chen Yin, who was at Qi disciple Level 7, would actually be defeated by a Qi disciple Level 3 cultivator.
"This ... This is impossible, right?" Even though the truth was right in front of their eyes, they still didn't dare to believe it. After all, this matter was too shocking. In their impression, the difference between Qi disciple Level 7 and Qi disciple Level 3 was like the difference between heaven and earth.
One was the sect's elite, an existence that could be promoted to a true disciple, while the other was a low-level cultivator who had just left the menial tasks. In the sect, there was no difference between him and those Qi disciple Level 1 and 2 cultivators who were responsible for collecting resources. They were like ants that could be crushed to death.
