Ye Xiwen's voice carried the Dao, the voice of the Great Dao. Like a massive hammer, it smashed viciously into everyone's hearts, driving straight into the depths of their souls and leaving their minds buzzing.
Everyone was struck dumb with terror. A supremely terrifying existence had descended.
Above this satellite city, Ye Xiwen's eyes were like two sharp blades. Wherever they swept, every demon and specter had to reveal its true form.
Almost immediately, he spotted the palace where Bian Xiaoyue and the Yin-Yang Harmonious Emperor were located. Though the palace was layered with defensive barriers and formations capable of blocking outsiders' prying eyes, before Ye Xiwen's gaze, there was not the slightest secret to be hidden.
When he saw Bian Xiaoyue's shoulder blades pierced and her bound atop a cloud bed, even with Ye Xiwen's current depth of composure and state of mind, he was still enraged beyond measure.
"Yin-Yang Harmonious Emperor, you're courting death!"
With a thunderous roar from Ye Xiwen, driven by his will, the Chaos Energy filling the heavens was drawn forth and transformed into a terrifying giant hand. In an instant, it reached into the palace and grabbed at the Yin-Yang Harmonious Emperor.
The moment Ye Xiwen's gaze fell upon him, the Yin-Yang Harmonious Emperor sensed it. It was like a weak rabbit being watched by a powerful tiger; he instantly fell silent as a cicada in winter. No, the feeling was even more terrifying than that.
Their levels of life were simply too different. The terrifying will carried certain killing intent, making him feel as though his heart, liver, spleen, lungs, and kidneys were all trembling in fear. Even his soul quivered. Such a gap in level was utterly impossible to bridge.
All barriers and formations seemed laughable before that gaze. They could not