In the battle against the Abyssal Demon Lord, Ye Xiwen broke through once more. Opportunities to fight gods were rare—rarer than rare.
What was a god? One who was divine and enlightened. Thus, gods knew all and understood all; there were no secrets beneath the heavens.
This did not mean that gods knew everything. Rather, they understood at a single hint. They did not merely infer three things from one; they could infer thirty, three hundred, three thousand, thirty thousand—without end.
Although Ye Xiwen had yet to undergo the baptism of the divine tribulation, he possessed the Mysterious Space. That was the foundation of his transformation.
His rate of improvement was even more terrifying than that of ordinary gods. After a single battle, he had completely mastered his own strength, able to bring every shred of it into perfect play. The truly terrifying battle had only just begun.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Every collision was like a great drumbeat, shaking the entire universe. Deep within the cosmos, many powerful creatures trembled as they knelt upon the ground, not daring to raise their heads. Before such power, they were as insignificant as ants.
Ye Xiwen was like a god of slaughter. Every second, his power was recovering. Compared to when he had fought the Abyssal Demon Lord, his strength had not changed, yet it had become even more terrifying. This was complete control over his own power, without a single fraction or thread wasted.
With only his fists, he was able to beat the God Alliance Leader, who wielded the Overlord Sky Halberd, so thoroughly that he could not lift his head. He was a truly terrifyingly powerful expert.
The God Alliance Leader was practically dying of frustration. He had never expected that Ye Xiwen would not only fail to weaken, but