The legends of him as the Number One Under the Heavens had only grown more fervent during this time.
Especially with the All Races Alliance pushing things along, Ye Xiwen's name had begun spreading from within the All Races Alliance toward remote regions.
In less than twenty short years, Ye Xiwen's mighty reputation had spread throughout the Myriad Realms, across every world under the All Races Alliance's control.
Even in certain distant worlds, people secretly spread tales of Ye Xiwen's deeds. Travelers crossed the continents, making Ye Xiwen's name ring ever louder.
The All Races Alliance clearly intended to mold Ye Xiwen into an exemplar, to promote him as the same kind of figure Da Zi Zai Tian had once been.
How else could Da Zi Zai Tian's fame have shaken the world in such a short time, if not for the Celestial Race pushing him from behind?
By now, the struggle between the two sides was no longer merely a contest of how many experts they possessed. It was also a battle of wits and courage, a contest to shatter the other side's will.
Yet the consequence of this was that if such an exemplar were killed, it would deal an enormous blow to their side's morale.
Da Zi Zai Tian had been slain by Ye Xiwen before everyone's eyes, dealing a devastating blow to the Celestial Race's morale. The confidence and pride they had accumulated in Da Zi Zai Tian vanished in an instant, transferring just as swiftly to Ye Xiwen's side.
All at once, Ye Xiwen seemed to have become a star and standard-bearer of the Myriad Realms, perpetually standing at the crest of the storm.
Ye Xiwen did not know how many people were genuinely elevating him and how many intended to praise him to death,