"Almost."
Ye Tian sensed some movement from the Demon Gods and Ninth Order powerhouses. They had likely noticed what was happening here.
He stopped waiting, and purple radiance bloomed from his chest once more.
His figure flickered as the remaining Eighth Order Demon Race members were struck by surprise attacks one after another.
Some were slain on the spot, while others were severely wounded and lost their combat strength, only to be killed by the other Holy Temple Alliance powerhouses.
In the blink of an eye, more than half of the battle in the skies had ended.
Only the battle between the Demon Gods and the Ninth Order powerhouses remained undecided.
"Truly unbelievable." Holy Knight Commander Han Qian had also flown back to Ye Tian's side, his expression and voice filled with amazement.
"It seems you've already mastered this Power of Space. You can even cast it instantly, without any need for chanting."
"On the battlefield, it would absolutely become a terrifying weapon. Even opponents of the same rank would find it impossible to guard against."
Ye Tian chuckled softly.
He had envisioned this fighting style long ago, but he had never put it into actual combat before.
This was its first time being displayed.
And it truly was terrifying.
Against enemies weaker than himself, it was no different from cutting grass. Even opponents of the same rank would at least suffer severe injuries if they could not focus all their attention on him.
Even against foes stronger than himself, it would still give them a massive headache.
That was the strangeness of Spatial Ability.
No wonder the Power of Time and the Power of Space always stood above all else in every world. There was a reason for it.
"Old Han, when did your Knight Holy Temple produce such