After the سلسلة of battles before this, Ye Xiwen had easily slain the Light Saint, making him understand the gap between himself and Ye Xiwen. Now that Ye Xiwen had actually chased after him directly, how could he not be terrified out of his wits?
Ye Xiwen chased after him and stomped down with one foot, as though crushing an ant beneath his sole, intending to stomp him to death.
"Martial Venerable, you have gone too far!"
At last, Mister Ghost could not hold back any longer and made his move. He could not simply watch helplessly as Ye Xiwen stomped him to death.
His voice was dry and shrill, like a night owl's, unpleasant beyond measure.
Mister Ghost spat out a mouthful of vital essence, and his whole body instantly shifted sideways by hundreds of thousands of miles, barely dodging Ye Xiwen's stomp.
"Boom!"
The spot where he had stood was stomped clean through. Countless strands of Chaos Energy vanished into nothingness, leaving behind a vast hollow, while endless Chaos Energy from the surroundings surged in to fill it.
Mister Ghost felt a chill run down his back. How could such a casual stomp be so terrifying?
That mouthful of vital essence had cost him at least a thousand years of cultivation. Though a thousand years was no more than the flick of a finger to someone with his long years of cultivation, he had not used it to unleash some great move, but merely to evade such a casual strike.
If this continued, how many years of cultivation could he afford to squander like this?
**"Gone too far? With just you, do you have the right to say such words? I would like to see exactly what you are, to dare incite Yin-Yang Harmonious Emperor from behind the