"I want this man!" An exceedingly arrogant voice came from the void.
Ye Xiwen's expression hardened. Someone actually wanted to save him. He immediately gave a cold shout.
"Whoever I want to kill, no one can save!"
Not only did Ye Xiwen not stop, his longsword instead came crashing down.
Bang! The sword light immediately blasted Niu Sheng to death. Then, a large hand reached out and seized all the treasures on him. Ye Xiwen swept them with his divine sense and discovered several hundred thousand mystic pills. Although it could not compare to his gains from the Lava Dimension, such explosive strokes of fortune could only be encountered occasionally, not all the time.
Possessing several hundred thousand mystic pills was already enough to prove that Niu Sheng was quite wealthy. Not everyone could be like the Lava Lord, with the wealth accumulated through tens of thousands of years of plundering. Yet it had all fallen into Ye Xiwen's hands. For Ye Xiwen, who had just spent over ten million mystic pills, it was still an incomparably precious sum of wealth.
"You actually dared defy my will!" A furious voice came from afar. Immediately afterward, a streak of golden light swept across the sky and abruptly appeared before Ye Xiwen.
Ye Xiwen looked closely and saw a young nobleman. However, this nobleman was glaring angrily at Ye Xiwen, his rage shooting skyward as though Ye Xiwen had utterly enraged him.
Ye Xiwen immediately felt a shocking force crush down upon him like mountains collapsing and seas overturning. The golden divinity around his body surged wildly at once, automatically resisting it.
"He is not inferior to Elder Xuanting—no, he may even be stronger than Elder Xuanting!" Ye Xiwen was somewhat horrified. He could tell that this young nobleman was probably not