Wei Ye's combat power alone could barely rival that of an Immortal Grade Heavenly Sovereign.
Now, with the enhancement of the Nine Suns Indestructible Body, it had become even stronger.
It could be said that he truly possessed Immortal Grade Combat Power.
Coupled with the Nine Suns Indestructible Body's absurd defense, he had forced Motong and Xuanguang into an utterly miserable fight.
They could hit Wei Ye several times without him suffering the slightest damage. That freakish defense left both of them feeling powerless.
Yet if Wei Ye casually struck them once, they could barely endure it.
After all, although they were Immortal Grade Mid-stage, they could not simply ignore attacks with Immortal Grade power.
Thus, the longer they fought, the more stifled they felt, because this battle was simply impossible to continue.
This Sovereign Body was far too outrageous.
It gave Wei Ye an utterly terrifying margin for error!
Wei Ye could make countless mistakes, but they only needed to make one mistake to be injured!
How were they supposed to fight this?
Flame Emperor Fist!
With nine golden suns circling his body, Wei Ye strode forward like a dragon and a tiger, unleashing the Flame Emperor Fist his father-in-law had taught him. Punch after punch thundered forth, overwhelmingly forceful.
Boom!
"What kind of fist technique is this?"
As the saying went, prolonged defense would eventually fail. Motong ultimately failed to block every attack and was struck in the chest by a punch. He staggered back again and again, spat out a mouthful of blood, and his aura visibly weakened. His face twisted with frustration as he asked.
The defense was already absurd enough, yet even the attacks were this powerful. It was completely unreasonable.
"This is the Flame Emperor Fist," Wei Ye answered calmly, his attacks never stopping