Ye Xiwen immediately raised his hand, forming a golden palm that shot out and seized the blade radiance, crushing it into fragments on the spot.
The blade radiance raged madly within his palm, yet it could not break through the divine nature covering Ye Xiwen's skin. It was directly suppressed, then vanished into thin air.
At that moment, Old Sun, who had remained silent all along, launched his attack. It was a dagger, like a venomous snake. It suddenly vanished, then abruptly appeared before Ye Xiwen, soundlessly darting straight for his vital points the instant it emerged.
Against anyone else, it would likely have succeeded. Unfortunately, the one he faced was Ye Xiwen. Ye Xiwen's divine sense had kept him locked down without relaxing for even a moment. Though he had not gone all out, he had remained exceedingly cautious, never letting down his guard. The instant Old Sun vanished, Ye Xiwen became highly vigilant. When Old Sun reappeared, his speed might have been astonishing, but how could he escape Ye Xiwen's eyes?
"Too slow, too slow!" Ye Xiwen roared. One hand slashed out countless streaks of sword light, shrouding Old Sun directly.
Old Sun was instantly horrified. He had originally focused entirely on ambushing Ye Xiwen, especially while Hao Hongguang attacked, planning to strike when Ye Xiwen had placed all his attention on Hao Hongguang and deal him a severe blow. Hao Hongguang, on the other side, was also familiar with Old Sun's fighting style. Though they had never worked together, they reached the same conclusion almost instantly. Hao Hongguang would first draw Ye Xiwen's attention, then Old Sun would inflict a devastating blow. As long as Ye Xiwen was badly wounded or dead, the rest would be nothing to fear in their eyes.
Yet they had never expected