Even chaos had been shattered by the two of them. The endless rain of tribulation from the heavens grew denser and stronger, yet neither of them cared in the slightest.
Bang!
Bang!
Bang!
Their battle grew ever fiercer. The other Quasi-Emperors could only surround them tightly, unable to intervene at all.
Ye Xiwen's strength was simply too terrifying. He had already surpassed ordinary mid-stage Quasi-Emperors, and with the Time Law Robe protecting him, he crushed everything in his path, invincible and unafraid of the heavenly tribulation's effects.
As for his combat power, everyone had seen it just now—he could effortlessly kill a Quasi-Emperor in seconds. Under normal circumstances, they would have immediately turned and fled, never daring to remain. But things were different now. They had long since resolved to die and would fight him to the end.
That Quasi-Emperor of the Primordial Demon Race was fighting with his life on the line. This was not something ordinary people could imitate, and besides, they did not possess such a cultivation technique.
They could only keep striking from the sidelines, launching sneak attacks at Ye Xiwen. Unfortunately, the Time Law Robe on Ye Xiwen was too powerful. Such petty ambushes and stray attacks could not break through his defenses at all.
Sword Qi crisscrossed around Ye Xiwen, cleaving chaos apart. Even Chaos Energy could not linger around him. He was terrifying beyond compare. Sword after sword descended; he had used many exquisite sword arts before, but now he employed only the most basic sword technique, slashing out one stroke after another. With one force, he broke ten techniques—simple and direct, yet unimaginably powerful.
The Quasi-Emperor of the Primordial Demon Race could only grit his teeth and clash head-on with Ye Xiwen. Yet even so, he kept suffering losses in every collision.