In an instant, light blazed from Ye Xiwen's body. He followed with a punch like a great dragon, driving straight into the Creation Gate.
"Rumble!"
Thunderous roars rang out as the attack fell into the Creation Gate.
The Creation Gate rippled like the surface of water, swallowing all of Ye Xiwen's attacks.
"Sword, come!" Ye Xiwen shouted. A gleam of sword light lit up in his hand, then erupted into an utterly terrifying sword radiance that plunged directly into the Creation Gate.
Yet even this attack was not enough to stir the Creation Gate. It was as though the gate were testing whoever wished to pass through it; unless they reached a certain threshold, they could not pass.
Ye Xiwen shouted and stepped forward. With nothing more than a simple forward charge, he nearly shattered mountains and rivers, making the entire universe tremble beneath his impact.
Even the Creation Gate itself began to emit a faint rumbling vibration.
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
"Bang!"
Each of Ye Xiwen's strikes was heavier and more terrifying than the last. This was the strongest Emperor of the present age—the invincible Martial Emperor.
"Creak!"
A teeth-grating creak sounded. Then, a sliver of a gap appeared in that majestic Creation Gate, towering like a pillar of heaven. Ye Xiwen had actually forced it open—opened it alive and raw.
"It has only just begun," Ye Xiwen said softly. Then all manner of attacks erupted forth. His strength was far inferior to Emperor Qin's back then, so opening the Creation Gate was much more difficult for him. Emperor Qin had nearly relied on his own strength alone to blast through the Creation Gate and charge straight inside.
After all, Ye Xiwen had become an Emperor only too recently. Give him tens of thousands, or even a hundred thousand years, and