Ye Xiwen appeared in midair, his expression cold and sinister as he fixed a gloomy gaze on Teng Yang. He took a deep breath, and countless streams of Treasure Qi and spiritual energy were drawn into his body.
At once, countless gleaming treasures appeared around him.
"Only now you want to absorb this Treasure Qi to strengthen your body? Isn't that a little too late?" Teng Yang sneered.
Ye Xiwen said nothing. He merely gave a cold laugh and reached into the void with his left hand, pulling out a blood-red fruit—the Barren Blood Saint Fruit.
He had never taken the two Barren Blood Saint Fruits awarded by the Law Enforcement Hall, saving them for the most critical moment.
And now, in his view, this was precisely the most critical moment. He could see that there was still a vast gap between his strength and Teng Yang's. If he could not break through again, he simply would not be able to stop Teng Yang.
To buy Ye Qianqian enough time to emerge from seclusion, Ye Xiwen could only take a gamble.
He had broken through in battle many times before, but that did not mean he liked breaking through this way. To him, a steady breakthrough was naturally best. Breaking through in battle was a last resort among last resorts, an inferior choice he would make only when left with no other option.
The slightest misstep during a breakthrough could lead to qi deviation, let alone attempting one in the midst of battle.
But with matters having reached this point, there was no other way.
After swallowing the Barren Blood Saint Fruit, Ye Xiwen immediately felt it transform into a torrent of energy that surged into his body in an instant, flooding his limbs and bones and blending with his