Although Ye Xiwen had yet to step into the Half-step Celestial Realm, in terms of aura, he was closer to the Celestial Realm than these Half-step Celestial Realm experts. This was an advantage they could not match.
The black-clad youth was sent flying over a hundred li by Ye Xiwen's blow before barely managing to stop. He could not hold back a mouthful of blood, and when he looked at Ye Xiwen again, his eyes were filled with shock and killing intent.
He could not imagine how Ye Xiwen could be this strong. It was not merely that he was utterly unaffected by anger. Being unaffected by anger was not impossible; some people possessed special artifacts or cultivated unusual techniques. For example, those who practiced ice-element techniques were naturally detached from emotion and desire, and would not be greatly affected. But such people were few, while most would still be influenced.
But that was not important. Even without the effect of anger points, with his cultivation, he could still run rampant among those at the Half-Step Celestial Realm Early Stage. He alone was enough to completely suppress Ye Yi. That was why he had been so confident, yet he had not expected to suffer such a crushing loss at Ye Xiwen's hands.
The battle in this area had also drawn the attention of countless Half-step Celestial Realm and Dharma Idol Realm experts in the other area. They simply could not come over; it was not that they could not see.
Seeing this scene, they all drew in sharp breaths. The Wang Family disciples in particular knew better than anyone how formidable that black-clad youth was. Even among their younger generation, he was a renowned figure.
Yet after taking just one punch from Ye Xiwen, he had been blasted away completely.