Ye Chen's aura had already surged completely to its peak. The boiling blood and Qi around him condensed into a Qi Pillar that shot straight into the heavens.
The long saber in his hand finally moved, raised high into the air. It swelled against the wind, countless saber Qi forming in midair before condensing into an enormous Qi saber that came crashing down.
The terrifying saber Qi seemed as though it would cleave the entire world in two, an utterly horrifying sight.
Ye Xiwen spread open his hands. Divine radiance covered his palms, making them look like hands cast from gold.
He reached directly toward the saber Qi and grabbed at it.
"Boom!"
An incomparably terrifying explosion rang out. Countless strands of saber Qi burst apart, sweeping waves of air in every direction.
"How did that strike turn out?"
"Ye Xiwen wasn't cut down, was he?"
Amid the rolling smoke and dust, everyone was asking the same question. They could not extend their divine senses inside, so naturally, they could not see what had happened.
Suddenly, a muffled bang sounded, and a figure shot backward from within. He slammed viciously into a mountain peak, snapping it in half before tumbling down from the mountain.
Everyone focused their eyes. Wasn't that Ye Chen?
Though the dust had yet to settle, the victor had already been decided.
Sure enough, before long, the dust gradually dispersed. Ye Xiwen stood with his hands behind his back, as though Ye Chen's strike had not affected him in the slightest.
"Fortunately, you're only at the peak of the Dharma Idol Realm Fifth Heaven. Otherwise, this strike really would have been quite troublesome," Ye Xiwen said calmly.
This Eight Steps Void-Sundering Slash was indeed formidable. Every step brought an enormous increase in power. Especially since Ye Chen