Seventh Moon Emperor had been blasted to death by Ye Xiwen's punch. None of the other three had the slightest doubt about this outcome. The entire battle had been one of Ye Xiwen utterly crushing him; Seventh Moon Emperor had simply been no match for him.
Thus, they had not harbored even a shred of doubt that Ye Xiwen would ultimately win. Yet the fact that Ye Xiwen had so easily blasted Seventh Moon Emperor to death still completely overturned their worldview.
In particular, all their notions that Emperors were difficult to kill had been thoroughly overturned in Ye Xiwen's hands.
Even Emperors were not truly immortal. They simply had yet to encounter someone capable of killing them.
The moment Ye Xiwen slew Seventh Moon Emperor and put away his corpse, the three hurried forward to offer their thanks.
"Thank you, fellow Daoist, for coming to our aid!" said the old man.
"Thank you, Senior, for lending us your aid!" said the exceptional young man and Heavenly Fairy Miao.
Ye Xiwen nodded. "No need for such formality."
He had not wished to intervene in the first place. He had reached a crucial stage in his cultivation; while it would not result in all his previous efforts going down the drain as it would during a major breakthrough, it would still bring considerable losses.
Therefore, Ye Xiwen had originally not wanted to interfere. However, the two had both erupted with Emperor-level battle prowess, severely affecting the efficiency with which the grand formation he had set up absorbed spiritual energy, even hindering his comprehension of the Great Dao.
That was what had finally forced him out.
"Fellow Daoist, your cultivation has progressed at such a breathtaking pace that it truly leaves one in awe," the old man said with a sigh. Compared