The powerful Martial Saints rule the world, invincible and unmatched.
Logically, it's impossible for one Martial Saint to kill another; at most, they could force the other to retreat.
But this mysterious young man defeated Void Saint with a mere flip of his hand.
Wind Saint was stunned, remaining motionless, not daring to make a move.
"Wind Saint, thank you for helping me earlier; I owe you one," Fang Zhixing said earnestly.
"Huh?"
Wind Saint was taken aback and smiled bitterly, "Fellow Daoist, you're too kind. With your strength, you need no one's help. It was my overconfidence, displaying a lack of skill!"
Fang Zhixing smiled without further explanation and just turned to look into the distance.
An aura was rapidly collapsing, soon dissipating into the world.
"Buddha Saint has fallen!"
Wind Saint gasped, sighing, "An eminent monk, beaten to death alive..."
Fang Zhixing's expression also fluctuated.
