It had already reached the very end. Everyone knew that although the boundless sea of lightning still poured down and the Three Calamities and Nine Difficulties continued without cease, the final moment had truly arrived.
In their eyes, the appearance of that spear-wielding old man had extinguished Ye Xiwen's last hope. Such a terrifying existence could almost fight Ye Xiwen at his peak—and might even surpass him.
Yet they had no idea that what they regarded as a dead end, the most terrifying link in the chain, was in Ye Xiwen's eyes his sole path to advancement and his greatest chance of survival.
He could not defeat the others anytime soon, and even defeating them would not affect the overall situation. Thus, Ye Xiwen swiftly and decisively abandoned them.
"Three Thousand Martial Daos!"
Ye Xiwen shouted, and Three Thousand Martial Daos split from his body, dividing into three streams as they rushed toward the puppet, the lingering soul of the ferocious beast, and the enormous saber-wielding hand.
They directly blocked the three opponents. Although these Three Thousand Martial Daos could not pose a fatal threat to them, merely delaying them for a while was enough.
Ye Xiwen himself flashed forward in an instant, charging toward the spear-wielding old man.
Behind Ye Xiwen, every kind of martial dao manifested all manner of phenomena. To seize that final sliver of life, he went all out, exhausting every ounce of his strength without holding back in the slightest.
Yet his expression did not change at all. He remained as calm and composed as though he were strolling through his own backyard.
But in his hand, the Creation Universe Palm erupted without yielding an inch. This was the most powerful move at his disposal, and with the enhancement of the Heavenly Punishment Eye, its