"I think you're courting death!" Du Tian flew into a rage and lunged straight for Ye Xiwen's head, intending to crush it on the spot.
How could Ye Xiwen possibly let himself suffer? He moved in an instant, thrusting out a huge hand and slapping Du Tian twice across the face.
Slap!
Slap!
Two crisp slaps rang out, and Du Tian's face immediately swelled up from the blows.
Everyone was dumbfounded. What speed!
No one had seen exactly when Ye Xiwen had struck. They had only caught a shadow as Ye Xiwen's huge hand pierced through layers of defenses and viciously smacked Du Tian across the face.
Who exactly was this man? With a casual strike, he had actually landed a blow on Du Tian. Although Du Tian had indeed been insufficiently guarded, this young man's strength was already enough to make everyone look at him sideways.
"You..." Du Tian was beside himself with rage. His eyes had turned scarlet, and the single horn atop his head flashed continuously with divine radiance. He had been utterly enraged.
He had been born into nobility, belonging to a powerful race, and was the clan chief's son besides. His path to the Eternal Life Realm had been smooth sailing, with favorable winds all the way. Never had anyone dared defy him like this, much less slap him twice in public.
The horn atop his head erupted with dazzling light. The divine radiance condensed into a Qi Pillar and blasted viciously toward Ye Xiwen.
"Stubbornly refusing to mend your ways!"
Ye Xiwen sneered, extending his hand and transforming it directly into an enormous palm. He swung it out, instantly dispersing the incoming Qi Pillar.
His huge hand did not slow in the slightest and slapped Du Tian across the face again.
Bang! A tremendous