When the crowd looked over, they saw that Ye Xiwen had begun to pant heavily as well. Clearly, the battle just now had consumed no small amount of his strength.
Facing the subsequent attacks of the Overlord and the Jade Emperor, Ye Xiwen actually began to take a defensive stance for the first time. From the very beginning of the battle, Ye Xiwen had held an absolute advantage. Even with the three joining forces, they had been no match for him.
Yet now that the battle had reached this point, Ye Xiwen had finally begun to show signs of decline.
Many people wept. Things had already come to this, yet the Martial Emperor was showing signs of decline. It was simply unbelievable.
It was as though the myth in their hearts was being destroyed. They knew it was merely because the Martial Emperor's vitality was running low, yet they still felt as though a hero had reached the twilight of his years.
A hero in the twilight of his years—what a ridiculous feeling. For undying, immortal beings like them, such a thing was far too distant.
Many cried out in sorrow. If this had been his peak, if this had been his peak, then the Martial Emperor could have slaughtered the Three Emperors Alliance without so much as losing a hair.
The Martial Emperor was simply too powerful. Though they did not understand the relative strengths of Emperors very clearly, this comparison made it plain enough. Ye Xiwen's overwhelming might and the gap between him and the others were laid bare at a glance.
"Go! Kill him! He's almost finished!" The Overlord Dao around the Overlord had also risen to its utmost limit. He was the only one capable of threatening Ye Xiwen, because he too was in the Second