Since the beginning of the ancient age, there had never been a case of a Yan Immortal being able to kill a Grand Yan Immortal. The difference between the two was comparable to the difference between a firefly and the moon.
If Bian Ziyuan had not seen that scene with his own eyes, he probably would not have believed it even if he was beaten to death. A puny little Yan Immortal not only crossed levels to kill a Grand Yan Immortal, he even killed eleven without stopping.
Facing the encirclement of 11 Grand Yan Immortals, even he himself would not be able to do it so easily.
But the truth had already happened, so he had no choice but to believe it.
Bian Ziyuan was already thinking about what would happen once Jian Wushuang broke through to the Yan Immortal stage and reached the Grand Yan Immortal stage.
