Ye Xiwen, by himself, had fought dozens of Imperial Sovereigns and, right before everyone's eyes, taken this King Tier Dragon Vein for himself.
In only a brief span of time, everything had changed. Ye Xiwen had not even moved, yet he had withstood everyone's joint sneak attack. Such power sent chills through many Imperial Sovereigns.
It was not frightening that Ye Xiwen could hold everyone off for a time. What was frightening was that when he blocked the joint attack of the Extinguishing Heaven Corpse Emperor and the Void Emperor, he had not even moved. Clearly, his cultivation surpassed both of theirs.
An inexplicable cold glint flickered in the Void Emperor's eyes. He considered himself the strongest of the three, after all, he was already nearing that legendary realm—the lofty, sole ruler of heaven and earth.
Yet when they truly exchanged blows, he had suffered at Ye Xiwen's hands. The Extinguishing Heaven Corpse Emperor had fared even worse, utterly restrained and pierced through the chest by a single punch, suffering grievous injuries. Compared to him, the Void Emperor had gotten off lightly.
Even so, the greatest harvest of this expedition was gone. The heavenly treasures from before could be forgotten, but now even this King Tier Dragon Vein had been taken by Ye Xiwen. How could he possibly accept that?
On the other side, the Extinguishing Heaven Corpse Emperor took this opportunity to finally recover from his injuries. His gaze toward Ye Xiwen was filled with wariness.
That scripture capable of restraining his Great Dao left him without the slightest advantage when facing Ye Xiwen. On the contrary, every aspect was a disadvantage.
He had been completely pressed down and beaten, and Ye Xiwen's cultivation was actually above his own. This was an inconceivable miracle. By all reason, Ye Xiwen,