Everyone was still immersed in that sword strike. It had been too terrifying; even they felt an extreme threat, one that pressed directly upon their hearts. This feeling differed from the pressure of the Seal King Realm—it was an entirely new kind of pressure.
While shaken, they were also incomparably wary of Ye Xiwen. Under ordinary circumstances, it would have been fine. Once they broke into the Seal King Realm, it would be a brand-new beginning, and they would not lose confidence.
But now they were fighting over the Opportunity to Become Emperor. At such a time, strength or weakness was, to a great extent, determined by the size of one's power.
Thus, judging from everyone's reactions, they were extremely wary of Ye Xiwen. They could not let him act recklessly.
Ye Xiwen also sensed this shift in mood. If this continued, he would very likely become everyone's public enemy, even though he had no ambition for the opportunity on the Selection of Emperor Road.
But someone had to believe him if he said that.
The main reason he had appeared here was that, no matter whose hands the so-called opportunity of the Selection of Emperor Road fell into, it absolutely could not fall into the hands of the Celestial Clan. Otherwise, it would undoubtedly be a colossal disaster.
"Not good—the Opportunity to Become Emperor has descended!"
A great shout came from afar. Looking over, everyone saw the heavens seemingly torn open by a terrifying force, and an enormous pillar of light shot down directly into the grand formation of the Celestial Clan experts.
Within the formation, a handsome silver-haired young man stood inside that enormous pillar of light with his arms spread wide, as though welcoming the descent of something.
Then, a mass of emerald-green light was slowly dragged