Even a cornered dog would leap over a wall, and a desperate rabbit would bite. Much less a person driven to the brink.
Ye Xiwen's greatest disadvantage was that he did not have enough time. Once the time ran out, that would be the most terrifying outcome—far more serious to him than trading life for life.
He had little time, and not a single instant to waste.
Now that he had finally severely wounded the Youmo Flame Ape, there was even less chance he would let him off easily.
Whoosh!
Ye Xiwen stomped down hard, vanishing from the void in an instant. When he reappeared, he had already pounced before the Youmo Flame Ape. The terrifying pulses he unleashed were vast and boundless, sweeping out like a great river of stars.
"Die!" The Youmo Flame Ape seemed to have gone completely mad as well. Forced into a dead end by Ye Xiwen, he brought his club crashing down.
Bang!
With an earth-shaking boom, Ye Xiwen's breastbone shattered completely. Blood poured out as several bones broke apart, and the blow had gone straight for his heart, intending to smash him to pieces.
Yet Ye Xiwen did not yield in the slightest. With the True Martial Stone Sword, he tore a massive bloody gash across the Youmo Flame Ape's chest, a hideous sight to behold.
Ye Xiwen was powerful, but the Youmo Flame Ape was no weakling either. Both were existences only a step away from attaining the Dao, people closest to godhood throughout the ages. At this moment, he displayed every bit of his strength.
Even with Ye Xiwen's power, he could not truly shake him. Only by fighting with a life-for-life style could he manage to injure him.
Especially in terms of comprehension of realms, the gap between them was