Ye Xiwen's figure flickered. When he appeared again, he was already in the Wang family's small courtyard.
The others were one thing, but although Wang's father and mother knew Ye Xiwen was likely a cultivator, this was their first time seeing him use a divine ability and vanish in an instant. They could not help but be dumbfounded.
It was like an utterly ordinary neighbor whom everyone had merely heard was wealthy suddenly pulling out in a Ferrari—the shock was overwhelming.
After a slight delay, the others came to their senses and were instantly stunned. It was not because Ye Xiwen had vanished in an instant, but because he had disappeared right before their eyes without any of them noticing. Fast—far too fast.
"Could he have torn through space?" The Wang Family Third Elder could not help but be shocked. Space within the Creation God Dynasty was incomparably solid. Even gods could not tear open space. Aside from cultivation level, whether one could rip apart space was an extremely important measure of how formidable a god was.
However, they quickly reacted as well and hurried out of the courtyard, raising their heads to look. Yet all they saw was a vast blue sky, entirely devoid of clouds.
"Senior, what exactly happened?" the Wang Family Third Elder asked cautiously. Naturally, he could see nothing.
But if Ye Xiwen had suddenly vanished just to come out and bask in the sunlight, that would have been far too absurd. No matter how bored a senior was, he would not be that bored.
Even the Wang Family Third Elder could not see anything, much less the others. They could not detect any difference at all, nor could they sense anything. They merely watched Ye Xiwen gaze up at the heavens and involuntarily followed suit.