Everyone was stunned. The slaughter was over, and it had not lasted long at all. The gap in strength between the two sides had been far greater than the gap in their numbers.
Before this battle began, everyone had made guesses about its outcome, but no one had imagined that it would end with Ye Xiwen slaughtering them all. It was even more outrageous than the wildest scenario they had imagined.
Even without his cultivation, Ye Xiwen was as ferocious as ever. No, he seemed even more ferocious than at his most ferocious.
Ye Xiwen casually tossed the sword aside. Without even greeting Little Kun Peng, he immediately immersed himself in the ocean of his own Great Dao and continued onward.
Little Kun Peng did not mind. Their relationship had long since reached the point where such formalities no longer mattered.
Ye Xiwen continued forward. This time, no one dared covet him anymore, nor did anyone dare keep watching him. Ye Xiwen had frightened them all. No one knew where his limits lay.
Even the Heavenly Race, who hated him to the marrow of their bones, had no way to dispatch a large force to surround and suppress him. During this period, they were being watched to death by the All Races Alliance. The moment the Heavenly Race army moved, the All Races Alliance army would move as well, rendering the whole matter meaningless.
But if they could not send enough experts, that too would be meaningless. Just as before, they had dispatched a great many experts, yet in the end, Ye Xiwen alone had slaughtered every last one of them.
This shocked the Heavenly Race from top to bottom. With his fleshly body alone, Ye Xiwen could stand shoulder to shoulder with a Peak Quasi-Emperor. Killing him would not