Zhou Yao's entire body flew out, crashing into the Great Hall's wall with a boom.
Blood splattered in mid-air, then spilled onto the floor of the Great Hall.
The Great Hall fell silent.
Wangu Yanhui and Mu Qi stared in shock at Zhou Yao, lying on the ground, with blood gushing like a fountain from his chest.
For a long time, the two still couldn't believe that the person lying there was Zhou Yao.
Zhou Yao had already comprehended the Slaughter Dao, and his Slaughter Sword was highly praised by many Star River Ancestors. Now, he was defeated by an unknown black-haired youngster?
The opponent was merely at the Divine Level Second-stage Late Stage!
You Wuye was also shocked.
Although he expected Huang Xiaolong to defeat Zhou Yao, he didn't foresee Zhou Yao losing so decisively and thoroughly.
"Hand over the key," Huang Xiaolong approached Zhou Yao, his expression indifferent.
