Ye Xiwen had barely stepped into the valley when he felt an incomparably vast and terrifying pressure crush down upon him.
It clearly had no intention of holding back and meant to flatten him to the ground.
Naturally, Ye Xiwen would not surrender without a fight. With a cold snort, countless traces of divinity boiled within him as he resisted the powerful pressure.
A Celestial Supreme Realm expert!
His heart jolted. He had no idea when he had offended another terrifying expert of the Celestial Supreme Realm.
When it came to experts of this level, he avoided offending them whenever possible.
Ye Xiwen looked up. Everyone was gathered within the valley, but a middle-aged expert floated in the air. All that pressure radiated from him, as though he intended to crush Ye Xiwen to death.
Ye Xiwen himself was not greatly affected, but Qing Luo, the weakest among those behind him, immediately began to suffer. That terrifying force pressed upon her body, making her bones creak and groan without end.
He immediately spread out his divinity, shielding the people behind him from the pressure.
"Hm?" Seeing that Ye Xiwen actually dared to resist his pressure, the Old Ancestor of the Mu Family immediately flew into a rage. He felt that this was outright contempt for him.
"You are Ye Xiwen?" he asked again.
"That's right. It's me!" Ye Xiwen's face turned cold. He had always been the sort who returned a foot of respect with a yard of respect. But conversely, if someone dared to pull a long face at him or target him, he was no easy mark either.
An eye for an eye, blood for blood—repaying every grievance down to the smallest slight was his true nature.
"What, do you need something?" Ye Xiwen raised a brow as