It had been nothing more than a simple strike, yet it gave everyone the feeling of being struck by ten thousand bolts of thunder. Its power was simply unimaginable.
Ye Xiwen had been able to suppress heaven and earth for tens of thousands of years; sure enough, he was no man of empty reputation. He was truly formidable.
"What is it? Weren't you arrogant before, saying you would flatten my Divine Court? And now?" Ye Xiwen said coldly.
The many disciples of the Divine Court felt incomparably satisfied. That was right—Nether Lord had beaten them down for so long. Even if he was an Emperor Lord, they had not accepted it. Nether Lord had merely been using his strength to bully the weak. Now that Ye Xiwen had returned, he was no longer so arrogant.
Did he still dare to be arrogant? Before their Martial Emperor, the strength he had been so proud of was nothing at all.
"Hmph, you only possess such combat power because you are relying on the Great Dao Source left behind by the Underworld Emperor, aren't you? But you were too impatient. If you had been willing to wait longer, until you had completely absorbed the Great Dao Source, perhaps you could have competed with me. Yet now, you rushed here to deliver yourself to death. What a pity. When the Underworld Emperor passed the Great Dao Source to you, he surely never expected you to be so foolish as to do something like this!" Ye Xiwen said calmly. "What a pity. It has all gone to waste!"
"Ye Xiwen, do not be so arrogant. Do you think this is all my power? Didn't you want to know just how powerful the Great Dao Source left behind by my master is? Then I will show