Two immensely powerful peak Celestial Supreme Realm ancestors were once again slain on the spot by Ye Xiwen.
What was ferocity? This was ferocity—ferocity without equal.
Their attacks rained down upon Ye Xiwen like raindrops, yet they could not even make him glance their way.
The suit of armor on his body blocked every attack. Boom after deafening boom rang out as all the attacks were stopped, unable even to affect Ye Xiwen within.
Even Ye Xiwen had to marvel at how much more formidable this strange-looking suit of armor was than he had expected. Moreover, the more he refined it, the more of its functions would be unlocked.
It had only undergone preliminary refinement so far, yet relying solely on the armor's own strength and speed, its might was already so astonishing. Once the refinement was complete, it would surely rise to an entirely new level.
Its only drawback was its excessive consumption. However, for Ye Xiwen, who had become rich overnight, it was still barely tolerable. With such combat strength, others could not obtain it no matter how many spirit crystals they offered.
The deaths of two Celestial Supreme Realm ancestors did not frighten these people into retreat. On the contrary, they became even more frenzied. The stronger Ye Xiwen was, the less likely they were to escape death. Since death awaited them whichever way they turned, they naturally had to fight with all their strength; perhaps there was still a sliver of hope.
But at this moment, Ye Xiwen could not concern himself with so much. His target was the Demon Sovereign's Successor.
Among these people, only this man absolutely had to die.
Just as the Demon Sovereign's Successor had racked his brains and exhausted every means to kill Ye Xiwen, their identities meant they had never