Everyone was startled by Ye Xiwen's sudden eruption. None of them had expected him to dare make a move here—and most terrifying of all, not a single person had seen him do it.
That was a Seventh Stage Celestial Venerable, a standout among Celestial Venerables. They had originally thought that even if he was no match for Ye Xiwen, an Advanced Celestial Venerable should at least have been able to hold Ye Xiwen off for some time.
After all, Ye Xiwen was not the Chaos Overlord. Without using the Creation Treasure Armor and the Sword of Destiny, he could at most be considered a Peak Celestial Venerable.
Yet the moment he struck, they realized they had been wrong—wrong beyond all measure.
With one hand, Ye Xiwen had rendered a Seventh Stage Celestial Venerable incapable of resisting. What kind of horrifying strength was that? The same thought rose in countless minds.
"How is that possible? We're both Celestial Venerables—how can he be this overwhelmingly powerful?!"
Many people simply could not believe it. They could not accept that Ye Xiwen had become powerful to such a degree.
They were both Celestial Venerables, yet the gap between them was like heaven and earth.
After cowing everyone present, Ye Xiwen finally tossed that Seventh Stage Outer Domain Celestial Venerable to the ground as though throwing away a dead dog.
The Outer Domain Celestial Venerable coughed frantically, his face flushed red, feeling as though he had narrowly escaped death.
Had he not experienced it firsthand, he would nearly have forgotten that mortals could be strangled to death alive, that one would die if one could not breathe air.
"Eastern Heavenly Lord, you did not come here just to harm my subordinates, did you? If you have something to say, say it. There's no need to