To those who had arrived later, the entire scene looked incredibly strange no matter how they viewed it. Why was everyone besieging just one man? What had the two of them done to force everyone to eliminate them first? Could it be because they were too strong, the most likely to obtain the Opportunity to Become Emperor?
Yet it did not seem that way. The Opportunity to Become Emperor was about to fall into the hands of a Celestial expert, so why did everyone else seem so indifferent?
Rumble!
Terrifying collisions erupted. Those attacks all fell upon the Myriad ** Wheel above Ye Xiwen's head. Every strike stirred up heaven-shaking ripples. The Myriad ** Wheel's reputation truly was no empty boast—it blocked every attack and could even launch counterattacks.
But Ye Xiwen's consumption continued to rise. Merely controlling the Myriad ** Wheel should not have been so strenuous for him now, but he had to contend against so many prodigies and ancient monsters. Blocking any one of them required a considerable amount of mana. Added together, even with his formidable strength, he was beginning to find it hard to endure.
Splat!
A powerful one-armed knight was pierced through by Ye Xiwen's sword. He could not stop him at all. This expert, who had once left behind glorious legends across many worlds, was now dead beyond all doubt.
Yet Ye Xiwen did not even spare him a glance, as if he were looking at a dead ant. His gaze was merciless as it swept coldly across those whose hearts and minds had been blinded by the Opportunity to Become Emperor.
Since they refused to retreat, then he would kill. He would carve out a bloody path, kill until the world trembled in fear. By now, they were indeed beginning to fear