Ye Xiwen was peerlessly imposing. He wanted to seize the Celestial Venerable Horn. Though he did not know which Celestial Venerable had left it behind, it would be of immense use to him regardless.
Although he had yet to cultivate to the peak of the Emperor Lord realm, he had already begun preparing for his future assault on the Celestial Venerable realm. He firmly believed that one day, he would take that step.
In fact, if he could comprehend some of the mysteries of the Celestial Venerable realm, it would also greatly benefit the improvement of his current cultivation.
A great hand swept toward Stone Emperor, woven from countless laws and carrying unimaginable, astonishing might.
At this moment, the Dark Shadow Emperor Lord at the side finally could not restrain himself and struck directly. With a single stride, he blocked Ye Xiwen's path.
He was no fool either. The strength Ye Xiwen had displayed was simply too formidable; facing Ye Xiwen alone would put him at far too great a disadvantage.
All at once, his surroundings transformed into a boundless domain of darkness, a world of death. Yet it was not wholly the same as the Death Law Ye Xiwen had encountered in the past. He had carved out a path of his own. Gray, murky deathly yin aura drifted like flying bone dust, sinister as blades, each stroke scraping the bones.
The moment Ye Xiwen's great hand entered that dark domain, it was restricted. Then the Dark Shadow Emperor Lord attacked. A long saber emerged in his hand, and in an instant, saber radiance flashed forth, piercing the clouds like an overturned river of stars. Everything became a blinding expanse of white as icy killing intent shook the vast starry sky.
Boom!
The great hand Ye Xiwen had formed