Facing the coffin that came shrouding down upon him, Ye Xiwen remained utterly calm. With a flick of his fingers, the entire void shook violently, condensing into a towering momentum that swept directly toward the coffin and clashed against it.
Boom!
With a tremendous roar, the corpse-energy man was blasted backward through the sky again and again like a kite with a snapped string. Anxious to hold back all three of them, Ye Xiwen struck with his full strength. In his fury, his power was astonishing.
After driving the two of them back in succession, he turned and saw Jun Dingtian.
At that moment, sword radiance surged wildly from Jun Dingtian's hand. Like a raging storm, it completely pinned down Ye Qianqian, engulfing her within it as he sought to grind her utterly into fragments.
Yet Ye Qianqian had no mind to continue tangling with him, nor did she have any way out. She could only be forced back again and again, unable to bring even seventy or eighty percent of her strength into play.
Even so, the clash between the two was terrifying to the extreme. Both had already stepped into the Peak Stage of Life Mystic Realm. Every gesture and movement could shatter heaven and earth, while the countless laws they unleashed dazzled the eyes. Many people could not make out their exchange at all, only faintly sensing an exceedingly dangerous aura.
Seeing that he had gained the upper hand, a sinister grin surfaced on Jun Dingtian's face. In a battle between experts of the same level, let alone thoroughly gaining the advantage, even seizing the initiative by a slight margin could become the key to determining victory or defeat in the end.
Abruptly, he felt an extremely dangerous sensation coming from behind him. A vile wind swept