No one in Mongoltar would ever be able to forget the events of this day.

Someone they had thought to be like a deva from heaven, a powerful ruler who could never be defeated, the Legendary Patriarch Mongolbeast who had lorded it over them for a thousand years, was decapitated by a single spear move, and then completely destroyed.

It all happened within the space of a few breaths of time.

It was almost like a nightmare, a horrible dream that they were incapable of waking up from.

The vice-president and president of Mongoltar’s branch of the Myriad Consortium were rooted in place, their hands and feet turning as cold as ice.

Even still, no one present dared to trust what they were seeing with their own eyes.

Suddenly, Yang Qi stabbed his spear into the ground and sent out his true energy through it, causing the city walls to shatter, and the warding magics protecting the city to collapse. The multi-colored pillars of light fell apart, indicating that Mongoltar was now completely defenseless.

“What was that guy’s name?” he said loudly. “Patriarch Mongolbeast?...