Seeing Yuhua Serpent Venerable's final, heroic strike fail, and seeing him meet such a miserable end, quite a few Celestial Venerables revealed expressions of sorrow at the death of one of their own kind. What an extraordinary figure he had been—across all beneath heaven, few could rival him. Yet now, he had died here, meaninglessly at the hands of a junior of the Creation God Dynasty.
Watching Ye Xiwen sweep through all before him without resistance, they could not help but feel as though the waves behind the Yangtze were driving the waves ahead onward, and the earlier waves were about to die upon the shore.
Ye Xiwen, meanwhile, grew somewhat more vigilant. The methods of these veteran Celestial Venerables truly could not be underestimated, especially when he was using a lower realm to battle a higher one. Who knew what formidable means they might possess?
He had nearly fallen for Yuhua Serpent Venerable's scheme just now!
But now, he had finally cleared away the three stumbling blocks. Only the last person remained!
"Hunyuan Emperor Lord, it's your turn. There are no more obstacles between you and me. The grudges of tens of thousands of years—it is time to settle them properly!"
Ye Xiwen's gaze was cold and sharp as a blade as he stared fixedly at Hunyuan Emperor Lord, who was seated cross-legged in meditation on the other side.
At last, Hunyuan Emperor Lord opened his eyes. His injuries had already recovered seven or eight parts out of ten. His heart was cold to the extreme; he had watched the other three great Celestial Venerables die before his eyes solely to buy himself enough time.
To him, this was nothing at all. If Yuhua Serpent Venerable and the others had been in his place, there likely would not have