Everyone instantly opened their heavenly eyes and swept the entire battlefield. They did not believe Ye Xiwen could have vanished for no reason; he had surely hidden himself somewhere.
At that moment, a palm suddenly appeared high above the heavens, like an enormous cloud blanketing the entire sky.
"Creation Universe Palm!"
The gigantic palm came crashing down with savage force. It seemed slow, yet was actually swift. In an instant, it struck toward the Devouring Sky Demon Race Old Ancestor, unleashing its terrifying palm force all at once.
The very momentum of heaven was completely grasped within that palm. It looked even more terrifying than the palm strike the Devouring Sky Demon Race Old Ancestor had unleashed earlier.
"Boom!"
The palm struck the Devouring Sky Demon Race Old Ancestor without holding back, stirring up a dreadful storm of laws that instantly obscured the entire battlefield from view.
"This..." Just as everyone was probing to see what had happened within, they saw a figure stagger back several steps in succession, retreating from the heart of the attack. Who else could it be but the Devouring Sky Demon Race Old Ancestor?
Above the Devouring Sky Demon Race, Ye Xiwen's figure gradually emerged. Golden light flickered all over his body, while the Demon Wings behind him beat continuously. There was not much change in his expression.
Many had been awestruck by the Devouring Sky Demon Race Old Ancestor's slash. Ye Xiwen had been shocked as well, but he had not been unprepared. Having fought the Heavenly Wing Emperor Lord before, he naturally understood the terrifying ambush capabilities of a Ninth Stage expert—something the Eighth Stage could not even imagine.
Even with Ye Xiwen's movement technique, he had needed to push the Demon Wings to their limit just to keep up. He could not