The deaths of these two great experts sent heaven-and-earth-shaking tremors through the entire Profound World and even the nearby worlds. Figures of this level might not see one fall in decades or centuries. Other than those who died naturally, how many could truly be slain by another?
Those who had cultivated to such a point all possessed trump cards. Unless they had been driven into a corner with mountains exhausted and rivers spent, how could they possibly fall?
What means had Ye Xiwen used to force these two great experts into such a state?
The Profound World was shocked. Ye Xiwen was no longer that fledgling junior who merely made them sigh that the waves behind the Yangtze River drove those ahead onward. He was someone who could truly shove the preceding waves to death upon the beach.
Those old monsters with profound cultivation, who had trained for thousands or even tens of thousands of years, had always disdained these so-called young geniuses. Yet now, they had been given a very real lesson. These people were no longer figures they could look down upon.
Many elders felt rather uncomfortable. How many years had they cultivated for, and how many years had these people cultivated for? Back then, they too had been so high-spirited and vigorous. Now, they had frittered away their lives. Perhaps their cultivation was superior, but the time they had lost could never be recovered.
What even more people wished to know was precisely how Ye Xiwen had done it. This was not something an ordinary person could accomplish. Killing one might still be attributed to good fortune, but when he had slain two Po Wang Realm Ninth Level experts in succession, attributing it all to luck seemed far too far-fetched.
Two such experts vanishing together could not