The Asura Saint Emperor had been born with three heads and six arms. Every punch carried immense power, directly sending the laws flowing backward and forming a reverse torrent, terrifying beyond measure.
These laws condensed into particles, split apart and gathered anew. At this moment, each fist was barely physical at all, instead being a condensation of laws. The Asura Saint Emperor's strength was indeed extraordinary.
He had definitely entered the peak of the First Stage and touched upon the threshold of the Second Stage.
Ordinarily, to Ye Xiwen, who had truly entered the peak of the Third Stage and touched the threshold of the Fourth Stage, he would not have posed a threat. Within the Emperor realm, every stage was as far apart as heaven and earth.
But Ye Xiwen's injuries had only just begun to improve, which was why this stalemate had formed.
These five punches instantly sealed off heaven and earth, spreading in all directions and leaving Ye Xiwen nowhere to flee and nowhere to evade.
Ye Xiwen did not move at all, allowing the five fists to blast through the void. Tremors and destruction erupted everywhere, cracks of every kind appeared across the sky, presenting a scene of Great Destruction.
Clang!
A streak of sword light appeared in Ye Xiwen's hand. Countless sword formulas emerged at once, and the sword light surged like an overwhelming tide, instantly transforming into an endless river of stars and charging straight at the five fists, as though it would blast every one of them into pieces.
The Taiyue Sword stood as steady as a mountain, erupting with astonishing power in Ye Xiwen's hand. It was the first Dao artifact he had obtained in this world. For the time being, Ye Xiwen did not wish to expose his identity, so he