These two were both old monsters who had already stepped into the Celestial Realm Seventh Stage. They had also encountered great fortuitous opportunities; otherwise, they could not have crossed the threshold into the Celestial Realm Seventh Stage.
Though they were separated by only one stage, that difference determined whether one was an ordinary notable figure in the Ancient Wasteland or a regional giant. The difference was absolute.
If they had been outside, either one of these two figures would not have been an opponent Ye Xiwen could contend with. But in order to enter this cave abode, they had no choice but to seal their cultivation. That in itself was an exceptionally dangerous matter.
This was also why many experts of the Celestial Realm Eighth Stage and Nine Heavens were unwilling to enter and take the risk. There was simply too little security. Should anything unexpected happen, they might be slain on the spot. It was far too unworthy for the sake of a few treasures.
The two attacked together, their speed reaching the utmost extreme, like lightning tearing apart the heavenly canopy—terrifying beyond measure.
As they threw their punches, surging fist force swept out. The entire void churned madly like boiling water, as though a giant boulder had been cast into its surface.
Bang!
Ye Xiwen spread open his hand. The endless fist force blasting toward him was blocked on the spot, and that boundless power was crushed apart in his grasp.
Break for me, Shaking Heaven Stance!
He pointed into the void, like a god extending a finger in an instant. His force pierced a massive hole through space, then began to vibrate wildly. The entire sky seemed to conform to some mysterious law and rhythm, collapsing completely beneath those vibrations.
That terrifying wave of power blasted before