"Rumble!"
The entire treasure vault world shook violently. Endless power spread outward, and countless Treasure Demons could only tremble beneath this strike, terrified of being caught in it.
Yet they could not help widening their eyes. They wanted to see clearly what had happened—whether Ye Xiwen had died beneath this sword.
Suddenly, at that moment, a massive hand reached out from the boundless Sword Qi, crushing that terrifying torrent of Sword Qi into powder. A figure soared out of the void. Who else could it have been but Ye Xiwen? In almost an instant, he evolved the laws of speed to their utmost limit and charged straight before the Sword of Destiny's artifact spirit.
"What..." Everyone was stunned, unable to imagine how anyone could be so overbearing.
After that sword strike, even a Peak Celestial Venerable should have been unable to withstand it and should have been blasted to death.
Yet in truth, Ye Xiwen had casually crushed the sword strike of Severing Heaven and Earth into powder, with strength still to spare for a counterattack.
"How is that possible!"
The Sword of Destiny's artifact spirit stared wide-eyed in disbelief. Even during the most flourishing age of the Creation God Dynasty, when Central Celestial Venerables had battled the outer domains and the Ancient Era, those capable of withstanding the Sword of Destiny had been few enough to count on one's fingers—let alone blocking it so easily.
"Still don't understand? Severing Heaven and Earth is indeed powerful, but you have limited the Sword of Destiny's performance. This is all the power you can bring out!"
Ye Xiwen roared. In that instant, everything between heaven and earth was suppressed by him. His power made everyone utterly tremble in fear.
Ye Xiwen threw a punch, igniting the void. Terrifying fist force swept through