"Ye Xiwen, weren't you impressive? We'll leave these wood demon giants to you now. Do you dare take them on?" Bu Haomiao could not help needling Ye Xiwen.
Seeing Ye Xiwen slaughter wood demons all along the way, killing even more than all of them combined, Bu Haomiao naturally felt deeply displeased and could not resist mocking him.
Idiot, isn't this creating an opportunity for him? Situ Nantian inwardly cried that things were bad. Everything Ye Xiwen had done along the way had proven one thing: he was using these wood demons to cultivate an earth-shaking martial arts divine ability.
Originally, he had not been particularly interested in these wood demons. Though they counted as some wealth and were a decent harvest for lone martial artists, he was the master of a first-rate major power. How could he possibly lack such a trifling gain?
Yet he had still acted, precisely because he did not want Ye Xiwen to have the chance to master this martial arts divine ability. Although he had absolute confidence that he could suppress Ye Xiwen,
once Ye Xiwen mastered this martial art, it would ultimately become a nuisance.
Thus, he still did not want Ye Xiwen to succeed. But who could have known that, along the way, something that left him utterly frustrated would happen? Ye Xiwen's slaughtering speed was simply too fast. Alone, he slaughtered them far faster than all of them together.
Even if they wanted to stop him, they had no way to do so unless both sides completely tore their faces apart. Only then could they possibly attack without restraint.
Otherwise, they could only watch helplessly as Ye Xiwen seized everything.
This time, these wood demon giants were all above the Death Mystic Realm. Even Situ Nantian was tempted by the gains