The dust between the world had settled by now. However, the lands which were filled with life were now desolate and shrouded with an aura of death.
A lone figure stood upright between the Heaven and Earth.
Feng Qingzi's face was gleeful. He couldn't have misheard that voice! It was the voice of his dear disciple!
However, when he took a closer look at the figure standing there, Feng Qingzi's face changed entirely once more.
"Haha! Cruel, to think that you could have killed that human." When Saint caught sight of that figure, he smirked.
"Feng Qingzi, that disciple of yours is dead now. All of your hopes are dashed by now!" Saint laughed out wildly. Even though in his heart, Cruel was nothing more than a piece of trash, it shouldn't be an issue for him to kill an ant like human given his strength.
It was just that…
"Cruel, why did you stop my attack?" Saint demanded in a harsh tone.
