When a super expert placed his hopes of survival on someone else, it was itself an exceptionally tragic thing—especially when Ye Xiwen's strength was inferior to his own.
Yet at this moment, he had no other choice. Ye Xiwen had caught him off guard, and he had taken that blow head-on. He could not recover within a short time, so he could only think such humiliating thoughts.
Had it been him, he would at least have considered what others thought. He had not reached the point where he could kill anyone he wished. Otherwise, he would not have first used Primal Chaos Space to trap Ye Xiwen inside. He was only bullying Ye Xiwen because Ye Xiwen's realm was lower. If it had been an existence like the Battle Emperor, such a space could have been obliterated with a single move.
Yet that hesitation lasted only an instant, because he saw Ye Xiwen attack again without the slightest restraint. Holding his sword in both hands, Ye Xiwen charged forward once more.
Whoosh!
A sword gleam blazed brilliantly. It was the light of burning laws, forcing everyone to shut their eyes, unable to look directly at the scene. It was as though a million stars had exploded at once, about to rip heaven and earth apart.
"How dare you!"
Heavenly Wing Emperor Lord was both shocked and enraged. He had never expected Ye Xiwen to truly dare act here, but there was nothing he could do now. Ye Xiwen's sword gleam had already come crashing down.
He had no time to dodge. The Phoenix Wing Golden Mace in his hand could not be raised in time to block it. Or rather, he had trusted too much that Ye Xiwen would have reservations. Even he had reservations—let alone Ye Xiwen.
Yet reality