In his eyes, Ye Xiwen was simply going too far!
But Ye Xiwen did not care what he thought. With a Heaven Flipping Seal, he slammed down once more. In an instant, heaven and earth seemed to turn upside down, and the immense force came crashing down upon the Rotting Old Man.
"Bang!" Gritting his teeth, the Rotting Old Man forcibly took the blow. Yet he suddenly discovered that this force far exceeded the limit he could withstand. His entire body was instantly hurled backward like a shooting star, flying out of Book Mountain as blood splattered across the mountainside.
"Damn, isn't that a little too brutal?" Yan Buyi said, dumbstruck. He had already sensed the Rotting Old Man's terror during their earlier clash. He was outrageously powerful, yet before Ye Xiwen, he was no match at all, sent flying by a single Heaven Flipping Seal.
Wasn't this far too absurd?
Thinking about it, was Ye Xiwen's strength already enough to pluck stars and seize the moon? His physical strength alone was already this terrifying.
At that thought, many people could not help swallowing. They recalled the many legends surrounding him, and through the Confucian School disciples, they finally understood who this man was. He was Ye Xiwen, the one hailed as the foremost among his generation.
Now, it seemed that reputation was well deserved. After all, the Rotting Old Man, whom Yan Buyi and Gu Shiying could not handle even when working together, had no power to resist in Ye Xiwen's hands.
"Rotting Old Man, this day next year will be the anniversary of your death!" Ye Xiwen's icy voice rang out. The Rotting Old Man had thoroughly stirred his killing intent; he had to be eliminated.
He had already killed Young Lord of Joyful Union anyway. Compared with