Ye Xiwen turned his gaze and saw a middle-aged man in white staring at him coldly. It was this man who had just moved to seize the time fragment.
"Lord of the Distant Shore!" Ye Xiwen narrowed his eyes, and terrifying cold light burst from within them.
He had not expected the Lord of the Distant Shore to strike at such a crucial moment. Although he did not wish to clash with these Sixth Stage supreme experts too early, that did not mean he would give up so easily.
At some unknown point, the Lord of the Distant Shore had flashed away from his original position and appeared less than a thousand meters from Ye Xiwen. To an Emperor, that was merely a single step, hardly a distance at all.
The other Emperors had originally intended to compete for it as well, but the moment they saw that this man was the Lord of the Distant Shore, they immediately extinguished those thoughts.
Compared to the Lord of the Distant Shore, their strength was far too lacking. They knew this themselves. As for that Time Beast Emperor Old Ancestor, they could only hope to pick up a slight advantage. The real prize lay with the other Time Beast Emperors.
As for the Time Beast Emperor whose time fragment had been taken, although it was not yet dead, its strength had already plunged off a cliff. Unlike Emperors, who cultivated laws and used their comprehension of the Great Dao to drive all kinds of divine abilities and martial arts, their strength would not simply decline.
These Imperial-level beings were entirely different. If their core was taken, even if they did not die, their strength would plummet. Yet no one paid attention to it now. Only a few Peak Quasi-Emperors still watched it,