Previously, merely grievously wounding them had already left them dumbfounded. Now, they were utterly tongue-tied. In all their memories, nothing like this had ever happened.
Forget killing them—even grievously wounding them was like witnessing a myth.
"Smack!"
Without giving anyone time to react, a pink whip lashed straight at him.
It was that seductive woman. She had been the first to react, and she was also the one most wary of Ye Xiwen. She had not acted earlier because she had never imagined that the old man in black would be blasted to death by a single sword strike. It was simply a miracle.
Now, she had finally reacted, and she swore she would never give Ye Xiwen another chance.
"Whoosh!" Ye Xiwen shifted sideways over a hundred li, barely evading the blow. The space before him shattered at an astonishing speed, making for an incomparably shocking sight.
"Huff, huff!"
Ye Xiwen panted heavily. At this point, how could he care about anything else? He immediately inhaled a billion God Source in one breath, instantly converting it into mana to swiftly heal the injuries in his arm.
Wealth exceeding ten billion might seem like a lot, but in a battle like this, it was not much at all. The expenditure was enormous, especially for someone like him who possessed the strength to fight above his realm.
A vast amount of God Source surged into his body, rapidly repairing his wounds and replenishing the mana within him. With energy supplied, the Phoenix Rebirth Art operated at top speed, healing him without pause. In a short time, he had already recovered a small portion.
But the seductive woman before him would not give him that opportunity. She stood in the sky like an ancient monarch, pink energy radiating from her entire body