"Rather than worrying about whether I'll survive, you'd better worry about yourself!" Along with a clear voice, the gaunt man suddenly felt a huge hand seize him by the throat.
That hand was like an iron hoop, clamping his neck in an unbreakable grip. His vision instantly went black, and he could no longer breathe. Then he felt a sealing force flow forth, directly suppressing all the power within his body.
"This..." He finally saw the figure before him clearly. Who else could it be but Ye Xiwen?
"How is this possible? How could you have broken in?" He stared at Ye Xiwen in disbelief, as though he had seen a ghost, his eyes nearly popping from their sockets.
Ye Xiwen had clearly been dodging just moments ago. How could he have charged in all at once? It was simply impossible. With the War Fortress operating at full capacity, even experts at the Peak Stage of Life Mystic Realm should have been severely wounded on the spot after taking so many attacks.
How could he have done it?
Only then did he notice an ancient scroll divided into black and white spinning continuously above Ye Xiwen's head. Curtains of light constantly descended from it, protecting him within.
That was right. Ye Xiwen had forced his way into the War Fortress with the Yin-Yang Life-Death Diagram. If he had relied on himself alone, he was confident he could withstand several attacks, but in the next instant, hundreds or thousands of attacks would have swept over him. Even he would have been blasted apart in midair then.
The War Fortress was indeed immensely powerful. The moment he heard the gaunt man say they would increase its output, he knew he could not wait any longer. The War Fortress in its current state