Ye Xiwen had claimed the championship, and everyone had witnessed the entire process. Those who had not truly watched this battle might still have harbored doubts about his victory.
But after truly watching the battle, they understood that Ye Xiwen's championship carried not the slightest trace of falsehood.
He was likely now the strongest beneath the Dao Realm. Even a peerless expert like Jun Dingtian was utterly no match for Ye Xiwen.
Everyone seemed to still be digesting this astonishing fact.
"Damn it, how could Ye Xiwen be this powerful? Even Jun Dingtian couldn't kill him. How could this be?!" Yao Shengqing was already beside himself with rage. He had watched the entire battle, and at this moment, he was naturally incomparably frustrated.
Even Jun Dingtian was no match for him. Didn't that mean no one could restrain him?
"No, there must be a way. There must be a way!" A venomous look flashed through Yao Shengqing's eyes. "I have it..."
An idea suddenly flashed through his mind, and the corners of his mouth curled upward.
"Ye Xiwen, this time, I'll definitely make sure you die without a burial ground!"
Seeing how tyrannical Ye Xiwen was, even Yao Shengqing had no choice but to avoid his sharp edge for now. At this critical juncture, the urgent priority was to make sure Ye Xiwen could not find him. He knew that if Ye Xiwen found him, Ye Xiwen would dare to do anything.
Anyone with clear eyes could see that even if those old antiques who had cultivated for tens of thousands, or even several tens of thousands of years emerged, they would not be able to stop Ye Xiwen. They might even be beaten to death alive by him.
Such a figure could no longer be stopped unless a Dao