Ye Xiwen had originally planned to slowly and naturally raise his strength to the Ninth Stage. He had already made every preparation; it should have been nothing more than a matter of course.
To step into the Ninth Stage, he had begun preparing who knew how many years ago. The resources and wealth he had spent before and after were so immense that, if other Ninth Stage Emperor Lords learned of it, they would surely spit out a mouthful of blood. There was no bullying people with money like this.
But Ye Xiwen was just that kind of person—rich and willful. It was precisely through such utterly costless investment that his cultivation had soared within such a short time.
This should originally have happened as naturally as water flowing downhill. Yet because of Heavenly Wing Emperor Lord, Ye Xiwen had decided to break through ahead of time.
Breaking through early naturally meant consuming more resources. Those ten Second Grade Dragon Veins were proof enough. Still, he had no other choice.
His battle with Heavenly Wing Emperor Lord had made him truly realize the might of the Ninth Stage. Just fighting Heavenly Wing Emperor Lord required repeated calculations. If he were to ambush Night Emperor in the future, he might well be the one killed instead. That was something he absolutely could not accept.
Resources and wealth could only be considered put to their fullest use when spent here!
Fortunately, after killing the Red-Clad Ghost Emperor and the dark fiend beast, he had gained quite a haul. At least he would not be operating at a loss.
Heavenly Wing Emperor Lord's expression grew increasingly unsightly. He said coldly, "You actually dare to break through while fighting me. You truly do not value your life!"
"And what is wrong with that?" Ye