"You want to self-destruct? No chance!" Ye Xiwen saw through it at a glance. He struck first, reaching out with a massive hand and seizing Xiang Hao's Primordial Spirit directly in his grasp.
He immediately saw that Xiang Hao wanted to save himself, but how could Ye Xiwen let him have his way? He grabbed Xiang Hao's Primordial Spirit, then swept his hand across it, forcibly erasing the spiritual intelligence within that mass of Primordial Spirit.
Xiang Hao's eyes instantly turned dull and clouded. He no longer moved or struggled.
Ye Xiwen began examining Xiang Hao's Primordial Spirit. Although it could not compare to the main Primordial Spirit, and its memories had been destroyed at the first instant during the attempted self-destruction, quite a few crucial memories still fell into Ye Xiwen's eyes, including some of Xiang Hao's cultivation methods, Martial Skills, and even more closely guarded secrets.
Everyone felt their hairs stand on end. He actually dared to erase Xiang Hao's Primordial Spirit and search through the secrets buried deep within it. This drew even more hatred than crushing it outright. It was clear that there was truly no room left for reconciliation between the two sides.
Xiang Hao's Primordial Spirit undoubtedly contained many of his secrets, all of which Ye Xiwen had now seen in one sweep. That was precisely why Xiang Hao's Primordial Spirit had tried to self-destruct after realizing it was no match for Ye Xiwen.
Yet Ye Xiwen did not think much of it. The two sides had long since reached a point of no return, where only death could settle things. Further restraint was meaningless. Only by knowing oneself and knowing one's enemy could one remain undefeated in a hundred battles. After reviewing those memories, Ye Xiwen indeed felt even more confident.
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