Chapter 437: Heavenly Burial Shattered the Ghost Blade, Golden Body Shook Withered Blood

Bang! Shock. Pure shock. A violent pressure wave stretched the air to its limit, and the crowd's nerves snapped tight with it. "How is that possible?" "What did he just…?" "…" Whether it was the onlookers surrounding the battlefield or the Abyssalveil Sect disciples themselves, every gaze fixed on Benson Santee carried the same thick, creeping unease. Dust whipped into the sky. Currents spiraled. Benson Santee radiated the aura of a man who had crawled out of a slaughterhouse, and the Heavenly...