Everything had happened far too quickly. From Zhan Ming's sudden ambush to Ye Xiwen's final counterattack, only an instant had passed. Before everyone could recover from the shock of Zhan Ming's sneak attack, they had already seen him crushed alive in Ye Xiwen's grip.
At the sight, everyone sucked in a cold breath, chills crawling down their backs.
This was far too unbelievable. Had they not seen it with their own eyes, no one would have believed that the person crushed to death in an instant was actually Zhan Ming.
Had Ye Xiwen's combat strength truly reached such a terrifying level?
With Zhan Ming's strength, he could have swept aside ordinary experts at the initial Peak Stage of Life Mystic Realm, and had even faintly touched upon the threshold of the Death Mystic Realm. Yet in Ye Xiwen's hands, he could not even last a single move.
They were in the same realm, yet their strength differed by such an enormous margin?
Was this truly the Peak Stage of Life Mystic Realm? Even a Death Mystic Realm expert might have been no more than this.
Although Ye Xiwen's current strength could not yet be mentioned in the same breath as the Death Mystic Realm, in everyone's eyes, what difference was there?
Both killed their opponents in a single move. There was no great difference.
Ye Xiwen was already this terrifying—then just how formidable was Jun Dingtian, who had unleashed the Three Thousand Sword Daos?
Originally, no one had possessed a clear understanding of it. But now, they instantly understood: Jun Dingtian, having reached this stage, seemed utterly unopposable.
"Have they actually become this powerful?" Qin Lie looked at the few of them with mixed emotions in his eyes. He had thought himself powerful enough, but now it seemed he was