All manner of terrifying slaughter erupted between heaven and earth in a single instant. Two astonishing torrents crashed viciously together. Ye Xiwen's Three Thousand Martial Daos were magnificent and powerful, but Heavenly Wing Emperor Lord had even more feather avatars.
Heavenly Wing Emperor Lord frowned slightly. Every feather avatar required thousands, even tens of thousands of years to condense, at an unimaginable cost. Yet now, they were being blown apart one after another.
Yet he had no other choice but to watch helplessly. Fortunately, he held the upper hand overall. Though Ye Xiwen's Three Thousand Martial Dao avatars were powerful, they were ultimately fewer in number, while his own cultivation was stronger. At such a time, that could be turned into an immeasurable advantage.
Each of Ye Xiwen's Three Thousand Martial Daos was the crystallization of his own martial path. At their root lay the concept of the Martial Dao Avatar from back then, elevated upon reaching the Emperor Lord realm. They could not simply be reborn at will.
Gradually, the balance was broken. Heavenly Wing Emperor Lord slowly gained the advantage, while the territory of Ye Xiwen's Three Thousand Martial Daos grew ever narrower.
Everyone understood that if Ye Xiwen lost, it would be more accurate to say that he had lost not to Heavenly Wing Emperor Lord, but to the latter's accumulation over countless years.
But Ye Xiwen clearly did not think he was about to lose. He did not even have such thoughts. Just as the encirclement gradually tightened, he finally moved.
Whoosh!
His figure suddenly flashed, appearing instantly before one of Heavenly Wing Emperor Lord's feather avatars. He threw a punch.
Bang!
This feather avatar of Heavenly Wing Emperor Lord was no match for him at all. Though it could threaten ordinary Emperor Lords, it was