"Oh? Is that so?" A trace of disdain flashed across Ye Xiwen's lips. He pointed a finger, and radiance poured forth as finger force surged out, carrying the power of a collapsing sky as it struck the formation in an instant.
Crack, crack, crack!
Before everyone's eyes, that formation began to shatter inch by inch.
Everyone was stunned by the sight.
"The Seven-Colored Divine Garment—the Seven-Colored Divine Garment was actually breached!"
"Impossible! Am I seeing things? How could that be possible?!"
"That should be the North Mountain Clan's clan-protecting treasure. No one should be able to break it!"
Yet the truth was right before their eyes: the ancient formation conjured by the Seven-Colored Divine Garment was shattering inch by inch.
Everyone was utterly shaken. It was like a stone had split the heavens. No one had expected the Seven-Colored Divine Garment, which the North Mountain Clan Leader claimed was Xiantian and invincible, to actually collapse.
"Xiantian and unbreakable? I'd say it's nothing special!" Ye Xiwen sneered. "From this day onward, the North Mountain Clan will be erased from existence. Watch carefully—all those who dare set their sights on our human race in the future will meet the same end as the North Mountain Clan!"
Before his words had even faded, Ye Xiwen's attack arrived like lightning. A massive universe descended from above and slammed viciously into the North Mountain Clan Leader.
Bang!
The North Mountain Clan Leader was blasted away on the spot, coughing up a mouthful of blood. Ye Xiwen had grievously injured him in a single blow. His expression was one of utter shock, as though he had seen a monster, unable to believe it at all.
He was also a King Tier expert, yet Ye Xiwen had heavily wounded him in one strike. He was practically going