Everyone could see that Monkey was at a disadvantage and had suffered a slight loss. The loss lay in the fact that his cultivation was not as profound as Yao Shengyan's. Though their realms were nearly identical, he still came up slightly short at this moment.
Many people were even more shocked. They had originally believed that Monkey and the others represented the limit that the Po Wang Realm Eighth Level could reach. The gap between themselves and Monkey's group was mainly one of realm; as long as they too entered the Po Wang Realm Eighth Level, they would naturally be able to reach such heights. Thus, although they were temporarily weaker, they did not feel the slightest psychological inferiority when facing Monkey and the others.
As for Ye Xiwen, he was a monster, already beyond the range of comparison in their minds.
Yet Yao Shengyan suddenly made them realize that entering the same realm did not mean possessing comparable combat strength. They had thought Monkey was already the pinnacle of mortal power, but Yao Shengyan was a notch stronger still.
It was simply unbelievable, but this was the Transformation God Abyss. No matter what kind of freaks or monsters appeared here, they became normal. Even they had no choice but to acknowledge this.
Some among them might one day transform into gods, but certainly not now.
Monkey's expression kept changing as well, his heart filled with dread. It seemed that no one could suppress the arrogantly overbearing Yao Shengyan before them.
No, there was still one person!
A name suddenly surfaced in everyone's mind at once. That person was Ye Xiwen!
If not for the two consecutive battles earlier, they might not have sensed the gap between them so clearly—especially that fellow at the Po Wang Realm Sixth Level