Chương 1749: Eight Ninth-Step Saint Kings

The world turned dead silent.

The Kunlun's Field practitioners in the Palace had already seen something amiss with Wan Zhaoyi before the final fight, but Nine Heavenly Maiden had blocked them.

When they finally saw that Wan Zhaoyi's presence had finally died down, their hearts sank, and they felt sorrow so heartrending they wanted to cry.

In merely half an hour, he set fire to his life, shining brighter than anything, before returning to the void.

Wan Zhaoyi, who represented his entire generation, had become history.

Dong Wutian, Xi Wufa, Nan Xinshu, Bei Yutian… There were more heroes now.

Countless heroes were buried within the flow of time, and Wan Zhaoyi became yet another one.

There were many from before, and there would be many more in the future.

Shhh…!