At the sight of this, the North Mountain Clan Leader felt a chill crawl down his back. If he was not careful, he could be cleaved in two on the spot. He had never expected that in such a short time, Ye Xiwen had grown to this extent.
In Ye Xiwen's hands, the power of that vicious blade had risen to a terrifying level.
Could something capable of threatening his life still not be called terrifying?
"Damn it! Die!" The North Mountain Clan Leader launched the first attack. With a sweep through the air, he conjured countless light swords from nothingness. They tore through the sky and came crashing down.
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Whoosh!
Piercing sounds ripped through the air. The light swords filling the heavens nearly blotted out the sky, as though the entire firmament had become an ocean of sword-clouds.
Ye Xiwen had died beneath these light swords before. They had been far too densely packed for him to evade.
But now, Ye Xiwen was no longer the same as before. His strength had long since undergone a complete transformation.
"Break, all of you!" Ye Xiwen roared, slashing out another terrifying blade radiance. The blade radiance unleashed by the Feather Transformation Immortal Slaughtering Blade possessed unimaginable power. It tore through the sky, and the instant those light swords touched it, they exploded one after another. Yet they could not slow its advance in the slightest and could only watch helplessly as it lunged toward the North Mountain Clan Leader.
Bang!
This time, the North Mountain Clan Leader had no time to mount any defense. He only managed to dodge slightly before the blade radiance struck him head-on.
All the defenses around him shattered in an instant. A Seven-Colored Divine Garment appeared over his body. This garment was clearly even