The other young man was utterly stunned. He swallowed hard, never having imagined Ye Xiwen could be so ferocious. He looked as though he had only just stepped into the Imperishable Realm, yet with a casual move, he had nailed a Late Imperishable Realm expert to the ground, leaving him to struggle endlessly.
All he felt was a profound sense of powerlessness. Back in their respective Seal King Factions, they had all been geniuses. Yet it was obvious that if one wanted to reign supreme here, being a genius was far from enough. One had to be a freak, a monster—only then was it possible.
The person before him was probably just like that one from the Tyrant Emperor Sect: a freak, a monster.
"Friend, why go this far? We were only acting at someone else's request!"
he could not help saying.
"I cannot be bothered to make things difficult for you. Move aside, or if you die by my hand later, there will be nothing left to say!" Ye Xiwen said blandly. He pulled the Thunder Spear from the horned youth's body, and blood sprayed out.
Seeing this, how could the two of them dare linger? They immediately fled in different directions. This time, they had utterly lost face. Not only had they failed to make a name for themselves, they had instead become someone else's underlings. Once word got back, one could imagine what a massive uproar it would cause.
There were simply too many freaks here; normal people had no way to survive. They even shot Ye Xiwen resentful looks. Let those two monsters slaughter each other—they had no desire to get involved.
At that moment, Ye Xiwen hurried over and saw that an Ape Race expert had just defeated all his competitors. His hand was about