A great terror instantly rose in everyone's hearts. Even when Ye Xiwen had killed a top expert of the Ninth Stage with a single palm strike, they had never been this terrified.
Ye Xiwen might have been powerful, but he was still within the bounds of their understanding. This unknown being, however, was so powerful that she had far exceeded the limits of their comprehension.
In their understanding, the only experts capable of such overwhelming strength were Celestial Venerable-level figures.
Ye Xiwen could slap a Third Stage Emperor Lord or Imperial-level being to death with one palm, but he could not casually crush a Third Stage Emperor Lord to death as though lifting a heavy weight were as easy as lifting a light one, turning him into blood and collecting it.
They might have looked similar, but in truth, they were entirely different.
Or rather, they were not even the same thing at all.
"What is that?" Ye Xiwen hurriedly opened the Heavenly Punishment Eye. At once, he saw a woman in white standing high in the heavens, holding a glazed purification vase and gazing coldly at the Emperor Lords below as if they were ants.
Cold and merciless—Ye Xiwen was all too familiar with such a gaze. Many Emperor Lords looked at beings beneath the Emperor Lord realm with precisely such cold, merciless eyes.
Yet that was only how Emperor Lords viewed living beings below their own level. Such a thing never happened between Emperor Lords.
Even if there was a difference between their strengths as vast as heaven and earth, their status on the path of seeking the Dao was equal. That was why they addressed one another as fellow Daoists.
But this woman in white was completely different—cold, merciless, and incomparably powerful.
Far beyond ordinary people!
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