Whether stronger or weaker, the Myriad Worlds Diagram and the Demon Emperor Bell were both Dao Artifact-level existences. Once fully unleashed, they were practically equivalent to emperors striking with all their might. When beings of this level clashed, one could well imagine how terrifying it would be.
Of course, neither could so easily and casually erupt with their full strength. After all, figures at the emperor level were already gone. If they forcibly burned themselves and erupted like this, they might very well perish themselves.
Burning themselves to that extent just to deal with a single Ye Xiwen was simply impossible. The losses far outweighed the gains.
Even so, a clash of this level was enough to leave everyone dumbstruck.
Another battlefield had opened up. With the Demon Emperor Bell striking with all its strength, the Myriad Worlds Diagram had no way to harm Ye Xiwen. It could only roar continuously, unable to advance.
Meanwhile, Ye Xiwen kept attacking beneath the heavenly tribulation, sweeping through all directions as those Quasi-Emperor-level lightning figures all lunged at him.
Ye Xiwen's expression was icy, but his mind calculated in an instant. Dao Artifact-level existences had struck at him one after another. If this continued, who knew how many more terrifying beings would join in?
He dared not delay any longer. He had to slaughter these lightning figures and survive this terrifying heavenly tribulation.
Though everything was still within his expectations, as Dao Artifacts continuously entered the fray, the situation kept escalating, enough to make even him somewhat alarmed.
He did not even know how many people he had offended. Besides, they did not necessarily need to have a grudge against him—anyone who found him displeasing to the eye might strike.
Bang!
With one punch, he blasted through the lightning knight's chest. The lightning