The air reeked of blood. Blood mist coiled and drifted endlessly, staining the sky crimson. Outside the Abyssal Necropolis, although endless dark clouds still blanketed the world, it was far better than the sunless darkness within the Abyssal Necropolis.
Everyone saw it clearly, and all of them found it unbelievable.
Several dozen Peak Stage of Life Mystic Realm experts had been slaughtered like trash. If they had not witnessed it with their own eyes, how could they have believed it?
Under normal circumstances, several dozen Peak Stage of Life Mystic Realm experts would not have been entirely incapable of fighting back even against Death Mystic Realm experts. They might even have had a chance to defeat such an expert.
Looking at the corpses of the Divine Alliance experts that had already fallen into the Abyssal Necropolis, everyone opened their mouths, but in the end, no words came out. No matter how today ended, regardless of whether Ye Xiwen won or lost, this name would surely shake the entire Profound Realm—whether as a top expert of the Death Mystic Realm or as a challenger to the Divine Alliance.
The Divine Alliance had expanded to this day. From the troublemaker and challenger it had once been, it was now sufficient to stand shoulder to shoulder with the major powers. Its leaders were among the few supreme experts beneath heaven and earth, their prestige spreading far and wide.
It had long since become completely different from before. At a time like this, there were probably very few who dared challenge the Divine Alliance head-on.
They thought carefully and confirmed that they truly had never heard Ye Xiwen's name before. He should not have been the heir of any top-tier power; otherwise, they could not possibly have failed to hear of him earlier.
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