"Now?" Beichen Yuan looked at Ye Xiwen in slight astonishment. Decisiveness in killing was a quality every successful person needed to possess.
But wasn't this a little too Thunderous Gale? Didn't they need to organize the army before advancing?
Wasn't this far too hasty?
"That's right, now!" Ye Xiwen laughed. "You must be wondering why I'm saying I'll solve your problem without even gathering any men. That's because there's no need. Tell me the spatial coordinates of your side!"
Beichen Yuan did not hesitate and immediately told Ye Xiwen.
The moment he finished speaking, Ye Xiwen let out a roar. A pair of wings suddenly spread from behind him, emanating the aura of space as laws rippled continuously.
In an instant, fierce winds rose, the universe turned upside down, and heaven and earth shook.
Everyone felt an immense power boiling over, leaving them almost unable to breathe.
Then they saw Ye Xiwen's wings fluttering continuously. Countless strands of spatial power, in that very instant, directly tore through the space before him.
A complete Space Channel then appeared before Ye Xiwen, powerful auras continuously radiating from his body in waves.
"A complete Space Channel!"
Beichen Yuan stared dumbfoundedly at Ye Xiwen. He had seen plenty of spatial teleportation arrays, and he could even construct one himself, but directly tearing open a complete Space Channel was simply a fantasy beyond fantasies to him.
It required an unprecedented understanding of spatial power to reach such a level. Clearly, this was beyond anything he could imagine.
Perhaps not even his ancestor, the Beichen King, could accomplish this.
This kind of precisely targeted spatial tearing was something only those beyond God Kings could achieve.
It was said that mighty Emperors could pierce through the universe with a single strike, reaching its very end and spanning