Die!
Before Yao Shengyan could even realize what had happened, unease crept into his heart. He decided to strike first and seize the initiative. No matter what kind of strength Ye Xiwen could still unleash, he had to be able to unleash it first.
He brought down a palm strike directly. It grew larger and larger as he gathered all his power, determined to settle the world with a single palm. He was no longer satisfied with the sluggish pace from before.
Bang!
Suddenly, he felt that his palm strike had been caught by an even more powerful force.
Boom!
Then came another tremendous roar. The giant hand he had manifested was crushed apart on the spot.
Ah!
He screamed repeatedly and retreated again and again. His entire arm was nearly crushed into a cloud of bloody mist by Ye Xiwen. Had he retreated even a moment later, Ye Xiwen would likely have crushed him to death alive on the spot.
Although his arm had not been crushed apart, it was not much better. Every bone in it had been completely shattered.
Terror flashed through his eyes. Before him, Ye Xiwen stood steadily in the sky, golden divinity constantly rippling beneath his feet. He was as powerful as a god descended into the world. His gaze was icy, and powerful waves of air continuously erupted from his body. The overwhelming strength pouring from his pores alone made people tremble with fear.
"This is... a second Martial Dao Avatar!"
Everyone was stunned. Quite a few people present had condensed a first Martial Dao Avatar. After all, everyone gathered here was an extraordinary genius among extraordinary geniuses. Yet among them, those who had managed to condense a second Martial Dao Avatar were as rare as morning stars.
Condensing the first Martial Dao