Ye Xiwen's aura was growing endlessly stronger. If one had to use a single word to describe it, it would be powerful—powerful, utterly powerful!
Compared to a month ago, Ye Xiwen was now more than several times stronger. He had become so strong that even he found it alarming.
A month ago, although Ye Xiwen had been strong, without using the Supreme Ancestral Talisman, the combat power he could amplify only reached the peak of the Eighth Stage. Even though that peak Eighth Stage was terrifyingly formidable.
In the end, however, he could not escape that range!
Yet now, he had crossed that barrier. It was merely a simple barrier, but his combat power had increased severalfold, rising geometrically.
Shadow Evil Lord's expression immediately turned solemn, and his previous arrogance vanished without a trace. He still felt lingering fear toward the combat power Ye Xiwen had displayed when he erupted with all his strength. Naturally, he knew that Ye Xiwen at that time had indeed been qualified to threaten him.
Still, he remained confident. Ye Xiwen's greatest weakness was that he could not sustain a prolonged battle.
But now, even without amplification, Ye Xiwen's combat power could be said to have entered the Ninth Stage. He was no longer on an entirely different level from him as before.
"Do you still think encountering me was your good fortune?" Ye Xiwen looked at Shadow Evil Lord. "The debt from when you surrounded and hunted me before will be settled in full this time!"
"Hmph, Martial Venerable, don't get too pleased with yourself. Don't think that just because you broke through, you can be my opponent!" Shadow Evil Lord said. "Without the Supreme Ancestral Talisman, killing you would be as easy as turning over my hand!"
"Is that so? Then come and