For a time, the entire sect was filled with gratitude toward Ye Xiwen. Until one truly stood at death's door, no one could understand the despair of facing death.
That was precisely why Ye Xiwen, who had given them a new lease on life, was worshipped so fervently. Otherwise, ordinary Imperial Sovereigns and Heavenly Venerates would at most inspire fear in them, not such gratitude.
To Ye Xiwen, this had merely been a casual act. Even whom he saved first and whom he saved later depended only on his mood. At his level of cultivation, his heart was as steadfast as a rock. Though he was not bloodthirsty, the deaths and injuries of tens of millions of living beings were not enough to move him, much less those of unrelated sects and races.
Yet to them, this was the great grace of saving their lives. The situation was entirely different.
The army of Outer Domain beings here was slaughtered clean in a short time, and the crisis had been resolved. However, to the vast Outer Domain Allied Army, this place was merely a corner. Even if the entire force here had been wiped out and the battle lost, it would not have mattered much.
Ye Xiwen understood this as well. After slaughtering the army here, he immediately turned toward other places. With the great mana of a Heavenly Venerate, he used a method that crossed space and time, tearing open a Space Channel. On the other side of the channel was another fiercely burning battlefield. This was a powerful race with an Imperial Sovereign overseeing it, and under ordinary circumstances, it had been immensely imposing, able to summon wind and rain at will.
Yet now, faced with the Outer Domain Allied Army's attack, it had no power to fight back