Whoosh! Ye Xiwen moved with incomparable speed, pouncing before Ye Xing in an instant.
Clang!
A flash of sword light lit up in his hand and slashed down viciously.
Sword radiance shot forth, forcibly cleaving through the corrosive river water and splitting the waves. Just as it was about to fall upon Ye Xing, a terrifying aura abruptly erupted from Ye Xing's body. Countless streams of true essence spewed forth, instantly forming a giant hand that grabbed at the sword light Ye Xiwen had sent slashing over.
Boom!
The giant hand directly crushed Ye Xiwen's sword light, without slowing in the slightest.
"Ha! Ye Xiwen, you're dead today!" Ye Xing's figure flashed out, sweeping toward him at an even faster speed.
The aura around him was more than twice as powerful as it had been at the start. Having absorbed the cultivation amassed by the Treasure Demon over tens of thousands of years, even if only for a brief moment, his power had surged by more than double. One could well imagine just how immense that power was.
Ye Xiwen inwardly breathed a sigh of relief. Fortunately, Ye Xing had not managed to absorb all that power. Otherwise, who knew what would have happened?
He might have been forced to flee in a sorry state.
Ye Xing struck out with his palm. Countless starlights tore through the river water and suppressed Ye Xiwen from above. Their aura was terrifying as endless true essence surged madly, intending to kill Ye Xiwen in a single move.
"Ye Xing, don't delude yourself. No matter how high your cultivation rises, you still won't be my match!" Ye Xiwen sneered as he unleashed the Great Dragon Capture Art. It transformed directly into a true dragon that roared as it charged into the countless starlights.
Boom!