Chapter 590: Shock the Entire Venue

In the forest, countless eyes stared almost blankly at the bone staff in Zhou Yuan's hand. The shock of reality left their minds reeling.

Wang Yuan's face was rigid, his lips twitching violently. It took him a long moment to regain some composure. Gritting his teeth, he scoffed angrily, "Zhou Yuan! Do you take us for fools!"

"How little time has passed since we arrived?! Are you trying to tell me you defeated Fan Yao in that brief period?!"

Many others couldn't help but nod in agreement. They had just arrived from the Six-Colored Lake; indeed, how short a time had it been?

And in such a short span, Zhou Yuan not only blocked Fan Yao, who was in a fearsome state, but also managed to defeat him?

Was this the work of a Sacred Son from the Cangxuan Sect?!

"Fan Yao! Come out, where are you?!" Wang Yuan shot into the sky, his Origin Qi amplifying his voice, which boomed like thunder across the land.

Zhou Yuan remained suspended in the air, observing the scene with an indifferent expression.

Wang Yuan continued to shout for a while, but his expression grew increasingly grim. A cold realization began to creep into his heart: if Fan Yao were truly here, he would surely have responded.

His gaze returned to the bone staff in Zhou Yuan's hand, and his scalp began to prickle. As his rationality returned, he started to analyze whether Zhou Yuan's claims were true.

His reason also told him that Fan Yao had most likely perished here, and furthermore... was truly gone, body and all.

Only the bone staff was left behind.

And could this truly have been achieved by Zhou Yuan?!

How was that possible? If he truly possessed such strength, why would he have fled when Fan Yao was pursuing him earlier?

The Zhou Yuan standing before him was completely unharmed, not a single thread of his clothing torn—he showed no signs of having been in a fierce battle.

How, exactly, had Fan Yao been eliminated?

Wang Yuan's thoughts churned. His gaze, fixed on Zhou Yuan, gradually showed more fear. In his eyes, Zhou Yuan had become utterly unfathomable.

He slowly took a step back.

At this point, the various factions also truly confirmed one thing from Wang Yuan's behavior: Fan Yao had likely been dealt with.

Consequently, people from all sides swallowed hard, their gazes toward Zhou Yuan filled with apprehension and awe. While they had no idea how Zhou Yuan had defeated Fan Yao, at this moment, the method was clearly irrelevant; the outcome was what truly mattered.

In the sky, once Wang Yuan confirmed Fan Yao's demise, he hesitated no longer, turning abruptly and shooting away.

"Disciples of the Sacred Palace, withdraw!"

His roar echoed. The moment the outcome of the confrontation between Fan Yao and Zhou Yuan became clear, he knew they had completely failed this time.

With Fan Yao dead, their forces here could no longer contend with the Cangxuan Sect and the Hundred Flowers Immortal Palace for the Six-Colored Lake and the Treasure Tree.

Thus, he was decisive and immediately ordered a retreat.

Seeing this, the Sacred Palace disciples immediately scattered and retreated in a flurry. In their panicked state, there was no trace of their previous arrogance.

Jin Zhang and Tang Xiaoyan were tempted to lead a pursuit, but ultimately restrained themselves. After all, the Six-Colored Lake and the Treasure Tree were paramount. Chasing the Sacred Palace would undoubtedly allow other factions to seize the opportunity.

Consequently, they could only watch as the Sacred Palace forces fled in disarray, looking utterly disgraced.

Other factions observing this scene couldn't help but sigh. In recent years, the Sacred Palace's influence in Cangxuan Heaven had been at its peak, leading them to act quite domineeringly.

Naturally, this was due to their formidable strength.

However, a sight like today, with the Sacred Palace forces fleeing in such disarray, was remarkably rare.

Many gazes, filled with reverence, turned toward the young figure in the distant void. They knew that the Sacred Palace's rout today was entirely due to his presence.

Though they found it incredible that this Cangxuan Sect Chief, only at the seventh Heaven stage, possessed such terrifying power...

Regardless, they all knew that after this battle, the reputation of Zhou Yuan, Chief of Sheng Yuan Peak, would undoubtedly spread throughout the entire Xuanyuan Cave Heaven.

Zhou Yuan remained calm amidst the gazes, paying them no heed. Gripping the bone staff, he moved and appeared before Jin Zhang and Tang Xiaoyan.

"Chief Zhou Yuan, is Fan Yao... truly dead?" Tang Xiaoyan asked, unable to contain her curiosity as she looked at him.

Zhou Yuan smiled and nodded, saying, "I didn't hold back enough, so I'm afraid there isn't even a body left."

Hearing Zhou Yuan's personal confirmation, Tang Xiaoyan unconsciously bit her red lips, her beautiful eyes fixed on him, clearly in a state of profound shock.

"Chief Zhou Yuan... you truly kept your strength hidden," she finally said with a sigh after a long moment.

Meanwhile, behind them, a large group of female disciples from the Hundred Flowers Immortal Palace approached, with Lu Luo at the forefront. Her eyes wide, she exclaimed to Zhou Yuan, "Zhou Yuan, how did you become so strong!"

Fan Yao's strength was so immense that even Senior Sister Xiaoyan struggled to resist him, yet unexpectedly, he had now been defeated by Zhou Yuan. Although Lu Luo had always believed Zhou Yuan was strong, she never imagined he would reach such a level.

Zhou Yuan smiled at her, then glanced around and said, "Let's head to the Six-Colored Lake first."

With the biggest competitor having retreated, the most important task now was to claim their spoils.

Thus, under Zhou Yuan's leadership, the two sects' teams once again sped towards the Six-Colored Lake. Other factions, seeing this, quickly retreated, not daring to obstruct them. Those who had secretly aided the Sacred Palace wisely began to slip away quietly, fearing repercussions from the two sects.

The group hurried back to the Six-Colored Lake. By then, disciples of the Hundred Flowers Immortal Palace had already pulled Zhao Ru from the water. She was severely injured but had finally regained consciousness after receiving treatment.

When Zhao Ru saw Zhou Yuan, a look of shame appeared on her pale face. She lowered her gaze, not daring to meet his eyes.

Earlier, some disciples had already informed her of everything that had transpired.

Had Zhou Yuan not turned the tide this time, their Hundred Flowers Immortal Palace would undoubtedly have paid a devastating price.

"Chief Zhou Yuan, I was truly blind before..." Zhao Ru, supported by others, mustered her courage and spoke to Zhou Yuan.

Zhou Yuan waved his hand, indicating his disregard. However, his expression towards Zhao Ru remained indifferent, clearly showing she had not left a good impression on him.

Zhao Ru knew her previous actions had displeased Zhou Yuan, so she awkwardly stepped aside to heal her injuries.

Zhou Yuan stood in mid-air, now the center of attention. He directed his gaze toward the Treasure Tree in the center of the Six-Colored Lake, then looked at Tang Xiaoyan and smiled, "Since the formidable enemy has retreated, it's time we distributed the spoils..."

Upon hearing his words, both the Cangxuan Sect and Hundred Flowers Immortal Palace disciples present became visibly excited. They had fought with all their might precisely for this moment.

In fact, it wasn't just them; even chiefs like Jin Zhang and Tang Xiaoyan revealed expressions of anticipation at this time.