All of Zhan Yan's mana burned, the gathered power condensing entirely into that stream of battle qi, seeking to blast Ye Xiwen to death alive.
At that moment, Ye Xiwen finally could not hold back any longer. He said coldly, "Do you really think you are my match? I was only playing with you just now. Now, I'll let you see my true strength!"
As he spoke, something within him seemed to shatter, crumbling inch by inch.
Ye Xiwen let out a clear, piercing howl that transformed into terrifying power, whirling around his body and forming an enormous storm, as though some colossal beast had awakened within him.
"H-How is this possible? How could you still be hiding such power?" Zhan Yan was so shocked that he stood dumbfounded. Ye Xiwen had already been fighting him, a late-stage expert, with only Early Stage Sage Realm strength—and had even held the upper hand.
That was already unreasonable, already monstrous enough. But even more terrifying was that Ye Xiwen had actually concealed his strength and had yet to unleash all of it. How could that be possible?
This utterly overturned everything he knew. In his understanding, such strength simply could not exist. How had Ye Xiwen suppressed it so thoroughly that he had not sensed the slightest trace?
One had to know that deliberate suppression might work in an ordinary fight, but in such an intense battle as the one just now, it was impossible for him not to notice anything at all.
"Could it be a Cultivation Vest?" The thought immediately occurred to him. It was the only possible explanation, because Ye Xiwen did not look as though he had broken through a seal; there had been none of the distinctive fluctuations that accompanied a seal's shattering.
He knew of Cultivation