"Hahaha, Martial Emperor, I'd like to see just how you plan to kill me!"
At this point, the Feather Emperor had long since given up on obtaining the Formless Spirit Bone himself. But if he could not have it, no one else could dream of having it either.
"No matter what tricks you have, you will die today. If you want someone to blame, blame yourself for daring to scheme against me!" Ye Xiwen said coldly. "Die!"
Ye Xiwen took a step forward and threw down a savage punch. His vital energy trembled violently, setting off an intense resonance throughout the surrounding heaven and earth. The great momentum of heaven and earth began to twist, forming a circular storm centered on Ye Xiwen himself, spinning violently. His berserk attack burst forth in an instant, displaying his terrifying cultivation in full.
Watching from the side, even the Pill Emperor could not help his heart pounding in terror. Although he possessed only Third Stage cultivation and did not specialize in combat, that lack of specialization was only relative to the many Emperors who had attained the Dao through martial arts. In terms of combat strength, he himself was not much inferior.
Yet when he truly saw Ye Xiwen unleash his full strength, even he could not help feeling his heart quake. He vaguely remembered their first meeting. Although he had already sensed that Ye Xiwen's cultivation might surpass his own, it had absolutely not been to this extent. This was simply a world turned upside down.
Could Ye Xiwen have encountered some great fortuitous opportunity in this brief span of time, allowing him to become this formidable?
For a moment, countless thoughts and ideas flashed through the Pill Emperor's mind.
The Feather Emperor let out a long howl, and a sharp glint