Ye Xiwen's strength was naturally beyond comparison with anyone else's. Even other Emperor Lords had no hope of measuring up to him.
The moment his figure shot into the battlefield, he exploded like a bomb, stirring up a monstrous uproar. Everything within a thousand-mile radius was directly reduced to nothingness. Not a single Outer Domain being within that range survived—whether Dao attainers, God Kings, or Quasi-Emperors, all were wiped out clean.
Even ordinary Peak God Kings could run rampant across such a battlefield, coming and going freely. Let alone him. The advantage of numbers meant nothing before him. Only an equal number of Emperor Lords could pose a threat to him. If they were not Emperor Lords, then no matter how many came, it was meaningless.
Whoosh!
Ye Xiwen used his fingers as a sword and swept out a heaven-shaking sword radiance, like a river of stars he had plucked down from the heavens. It swept across the battlefield, and wherever it passed, the sky split into two layers while all Outer Domain beings were exterminated.
With his cultivation, even plucking a flower or leaf could destroy stars. When dealing with these ordinary Outer Domain beings, it made no difference what technique he used. He merely sought the fastest methods of slaughter.
Slaughtering these Outer Domain beings brought him no benefit. At most, it was helping the human race accumulate its foundations.
Leaving aside the rewards from the Creation God Dynasty, once these Outer Domain beings died, the components of their bodies could be forged into Godly Weapons, armor, artifacts, and more. Their flesh and blood could be refined into pills. They were truly priceless treasures.
Moreover, these were all standouts from the Outer Domain. Knowing the circumstances within the Creation Divine Capital, where ordinary soldiers were Dao-attaining experts or