Over the course of half a year, Ye Xiwen finally cleared out all the ordinary Celestial Realm Eighth Stage angels on the outskirts. Those angels had all transformed into energy and entered Ye Xiwen's body.
Half a year of slaughter, with the contributions of several hundred Fallen Angels, had successfully allowed Ye Xiwen to leap into the Celestial Realm Fifth Stage Peak. He was only a tiny step away from entering the Celestial Realm Sixth Stage, yet that tiny step still remained beyond his reach.
At this point, only eleven powerful angels remained before him. Aside from the ten Celestial Realm Eighth Stage Peak angels, there was also an Archangel whose aura was powerful and terrifying. Though it had been condensed from Demonic Qi, it was in fact far more terrifying than an ordinary Celestial Realm Ninth Stage expert.
In truth, Fallen Angels were also famously overbearing. Any one of them vastly surpassed ordinary experts of the same realm, making them exceptionally difficult to defeat.
But Ye Xiwen did not care, because he himself had long been called a freak and a monster.
What ordinary people could not accomplish did not mean that he could not accomplish it either.
In the distance stood Ye Mo and You Lian. During these past six months, the two of them had not merely waited here for Ye Xiwen. Instead, they had gone out to search for that young man of the Devil Race, fearing that he might use some method to make a move and ultimately seize the Devil Lord's treasury.
But after investigating for quite some time, they discovered that he had already left. Having suffered repeated setbacks here, he had been unable to obtain the treasury.
Yet all three of them knew very clearly that he would likely return before long.