Boom!
Ye Xiwen charged across the sea like a rampaging tyrannosaur, slaughtering without pause. Though the ferocious beasts of the sea were formidable, they were no match for the assault of several Emperors. The deeper they pushed into the Stormy Sea Domain, the more countless strange beasts and living creatures there were, packed together in dense masses.
These ferocious beasts did not merely ambush outsiders. They also attacked and slaughtered one another. For survival, for territory, for living space—at every moment, countless beasts fell, and countless more were born. It was extraordinarily cruel.
The beasts Ye Xiwen struck turned into blooming sprays of blood that scattered across the sky, and those blood blossoms drew the covetous attention of even more beasts.
The Taiyue Sword in Ye Xiwen's hand danced ceaselessly, as though it would never tire.
Seeing Ye Xiwen's slaughter, Old Ginseng and the others were secretly astonished. Along the way, Ye Xiwen had practically served as the vanguard, killing continuously. Yet the speed at which he controlled his escape light was not the slightest bit slower than theirs. He could keep pace with them even while slaughtering, and his level of strength quietly shocked them all.
In a single day, they had no idea how many miles they had penetrated into the Stormy Sea Domain. They fought without cease, and the farther in they went, the more powerful the beasts became. At first, there had only been beasts at the level of attaining the Dao. Later on, even any randomly chosen clan would have Quasi-Emperor experts holding down the fort. They could even faintly sense the auras of some Imperial-level beings deep within the void.
Yet these Imperial-level beings clearly feared the group as well and did not dare act. After all, once beasts cultivated to the realm of