After condensing his first Martial Dao Avatar, the Fist Dao Avatar, he could not use it immediately. It was like a child suddenly gaining an adult's strength—there was no way to master it at once.
Yet he mastered it swiftly. After condensing the Fist Dao Avatar, Ye Xiwen could feel that his strength had climbed to an entirely new height. That Angel Race White Bone Demon from before had possessed cultivation almost no weaker than his own. Had they truly fought, if he had not condensed a Martial Dao Avatar, even if he won, it would have taken considerable time. How could it have been like this, crushing it as easily as rotten wood? They were simply not on the same level.
It was like before, when Ye Xiwen faced Jun Dingtian. Even though he had already risen to the Peak Stage of the Life Mystic Realm, he could still feel how utterly powerless he was.
He opened his eyes, took a single step, and arrived directly before Qin Lie and the Martial Sect group.
"Brother Qin, I trust you have been well!" Ye Xiwen said with a cupped-fist salute and a smile.
A somewhat forced smile appeared on Qin Lie's face.
"Are you really not some kind of monster? We have only been apart for such a short time, yet you have become stronger every single time. This time, you even condensed a Martial Dao Avatar outright. At this rate, you'll leave me farther and farther behind!" Qin Lie said with a bitter smile. When he had first encountered Ye Xiwen, he had inevitably felt somewhat superior. Compared to a country bumpkin from the Ancient Wasteland like Ye Xiwen, he was different. The Martial Sect was a colossal presence even among the Myriad Realms, with countless experts within its