Ye Xiwen was too powerful. He had directly slain those God Kings across empty space.
Beichen Yuan was nearly frightened to death. He knew Ye Xiwen was very strong, and perhaps even some God Kings were no match for him, but he had never imagined him to be this terrifying. He could actually kill God Kings across space—these were practically the methods of a quasi-emperor. Even ordinary quasi-emperors could not accomplish this.
"Is he even human?" The few outstanding young talents behind Beichen Yuan were almost scared stiff. Their eyes were wide, their faces deathly pale, and they felt as though even breathing had become difficult.
Only now did they truly understand just how terrifying a level Ye Xiwen's strength had reached. He was simply not someone people like them could be mentioned in the same breath as.
Originally, they had been born into a Seal King Faction and raised as geniuses and elites from childhood.
Although Hidden Valley was fairly powerful, it was only a Seal King Faction. They had not considered it especially remarkable. Though Ye Xiwen was reputed to be Hidden Valley's most outstanding disciple, in their eyes, he was nothing much—at most, just a little stronger than Beichen Yuan.
Now, however, it was far more than a little stronger. They were simply beyond comparison. To put it bluntly, Beichen Yuan was not even qualified to carry his shoes.
"As expected of the Valley Lord—his divine abilities are unmatched beneath heaven!" Hidden King said from the bottom of his heart.
He had only just broken through to the level of the Ten Kings, and he had been feeling immensely proud of himself. Yet now that he had truly seen Ye Xiwen make a move, he understood that he was still far, far behind.
Even having reached the