At the same time, the Wind-Thunder Force around him transformed into Wind-Thunder divine beings, a conquering army that charged headlong into that sword.
Boom!
The sharp sword formed from Sword Dao laws instantly cleaved that expeditionary army apart in midair, tearing open a massive gap before crashing down with unmatched momentum and slamming fiercely into the wall of qi Ye Xiwen had erected.
Rumble!
With a boom, the qi wall Ye Xiwen had spread out collapsed at once. It was no match at all, able only to hold it back for a brief moment.
Break for me! Ye Xiwen roared, throwing a punch. Terrifying fist force surged forth in an instant, sweeping up a vast torrent of energy.
Boom!
Ye Xiwen's fist collided fiercely with the sword radiance. A terrifying explosion like clashing metal erupted, splashing forth endless tides of energy. The boundless void shattered on the spot; countless laws manifested, then vanished without a trace.
In a sense, their battle had already become a clash between their respective laws. Both had reached realms so profound they were beyond imagination.
Drip. Drip.
Drops of blood fell from Ye Xiwen's skin, which had already turned golden. His fist was a mangled mess of flesh and blood, sliced open by that astonishing sword radiance. It had not been cut apart by sheer force, but by Sword Dao laws. Even Ye Xiwen's Overlord Body could not escape injury. That was only because he possessed the Overlord Body—if it had been anyone else, that single sword strike would have grievously wounded them beyond recovery.
To Ye Xiwen, this was an unprecedentedly formidable expert, a powerful opponent capable of threatening his life. Yet he could not retreat.
The faint cry of a phoenix rose from within him as streams of true essence repaired the wounds