Ye Xuantian Had a Slight Edge

In the distant battlefield, smoke and dust filled the air, obscuring the view and making it impossible to see what was happening within.

Yet no one dared approach for a closer look.

The commotion just now had been far too terrifying, like a battle between immortals.

Everyone held their breath, staring at the clouds of dust.

As the smoke gradually dispersed, the scene beneath it emerged.

Wu Xingtian's grand residence had already been reduced to ruins.

A sword scar several zhang deep and over a hundred zhang long stretched across the ground, making it seem as though the earth itself had been split apart.

A person stood at each end of that sword scar.

These two were undoubtedly the ones responsible for the terrifying commotion: Chu Tian and Ye Fan.

They faced each other from a great distance, making it impossible for everyone to tell who had won and who had lost.

However, after more than a dozen breaths, Chu Tian's body swayed, and he collapsed face-first onto the ground.

Ye Fan's body on the opposite side also swayed somewhat, but he had not fallen.

In this earth-shattering clash, Ye Xuantian had won.

Watching this from afar, Wang Haoran inwardly exclaimed, Profound Heaven Immortal Venerable is badass!

Ye Fan truly deserved to be the reincarnation of an Immortal Venerable. His combat experience was not something a reckless hothead like Chu Tian could compare to.

Although Chu Tian possessed a heaven-defying weapon like the Hongmeng Sword, he had still lost to Ye Xuantian.

The best outcome Wang Haoran had hoped for was for Chu Tian and Ye Fan to perish together, allowing him to clean up afterward and seize the Hongmeng Sword.

Unfortunately, Chu Tian had still been just a little weaker than Ye Fan.

Still, Wang Haoran was fairly satisfied