Shen Yuan's right hand casually pressed atop the head of Ziyang True Monarch, the master of the grotto heavens sacred land that had prevailed through the previous Age of Spirit Energy Tide, who then silently turned to ash and dissipated between heaven and earth.
His True Spirit, his Spirit Soul, did not leave the slightest residue behind.
All the Void Refining True Monarchs suddenly shivered, swallowing back the words they had initially wanted to say.
The reason they had struck at Shen Yuan before was that they mistook that they could overpower him.
Now, faced with an absolute disparity in strength, naturally, no one was willing to further provoke that Supreme Taoist.
If he could kill the leader of the current number one sacred land, how could he care about taking one more life?
Retracting his right hand from above the ashes of Ziyang True Monarch, Shen Yuan couldn't help but frown slightly.
