Ye Xiwen's fists were like two massive hammers, crashing down again and again, pounding until the entire chaos trembled as though there were land within it, shaking violently.
The surging radiance of his fists swept forth, illuminating the entire chaos beneath the light of those two fists. They were like two enormous suns, lighting up everything.
The longer Ye Xiwen fought, the stronger he became. The more he fought, the more freely his blood and qi flowed. Although he had already thoroughly entered the Sixth Stage, he could not yet be said to have complete control over its power. But now it was different. Even as he fought without pause, he was constantly probing the means of controlling the power of the Sixth Stage.
Naturally, he only grew more adept. In a battle pushed to the limits of life and death, there was no better way to enhance one's strength. Though he appeared to hold the upper hand, he knew that Demon Lord Luo Hou was not someone to be underestimated. If he carelessly exposed even the slightest flaw, it would truly be the path to his own death.
Of course, he would not give Demon Lord Luo Hou such an opportunity.
Ye Xiwen's fists were far too powerful. Though he had not brought out a weapon, the blood and qi within them were unmatched beneath the heavens, their might impossible to resist. At the same time, the Martial Venerable Seal above his head spun ceaselessly, instantly transforming into countless streams of Immortal Light. It was as though an incomparably powerful figure were wielding the Martial Venerable Seal, its clangor ringing out as it tore through chaos and continuously descended upon Demon Lord Luo Hou.
Under the assault of these two entirely different offensives, even someone as formidable as Demon