In this situation, Ye Xiwen's combat strength could surge to an extreme. A barrage of devastating blows left even the Ice Emperor staring dumbfounded, his heart trembling with fear. If it had been him facing such an attack, a single strike would have killed him.
"So all of Ye Xiwen's preparations just now were for this one attack?"
The Ice Emperor suddenly understood. In fact, from the very beginning, when Ye Xiwen had forcibly endured the other party's attack, he had already begun laying his plans.
How could such scheming and calculating ability not make him shudder? He considered himself incapable of plotting things to such an extent.
These two were both far too terrifying. If he could, the Ice Emperor now had the urge to flee far away from them. They were simply monsters. Even someone like him, who had already entered the Emperor Lord realm, had been frightened by this sight. One could imagine that anyone else would truly have been scared to death.
"I am a reigning Emperor Lord, while you are nothing more than a petty nobody!" Ye Xiwen said as he attacked coldly.
His attacks allowed no chance to catch one's breath. In terms of true strength, if he and that man fought head-on, he might not necessarily win. Thus, he could only seize the opportunity he had created and inflict grave damage in one stroke. Otherwise, was this battle supposed to last tens of thousands of years?
He had already seen that the other party possessed a method that defied the natural order, capable of devouring the essence of heaven and earth throughout the Myriad Realms to sustain himself in battle. Fighting a war of attrition against him was not the best choice.
"Roar!" The man let out an enraged howl. Boundless rays of