In the clash just now, none of them had been able to do anything to Ye Xiwen. His entire body was covered by a robe—it was the Creation Treasure Armor.
Ye Xiwen had directly activated the Creation Treasure Armor. Coupled with the terrifying cultivation of his Overlord Body Golden Body, he had truly reached an exceedingly frightening level.
Only then had he been able to directly block the attacks of the four Half-Step Chief Sovereigns, with strength to spare for a counterattack that severed three of the Nine-Headed Saint Venerable's nine heads.
"How could he be so strong?!"
The Celestial Venerables watching from afar were nearly dumbfounded. They had all been spies sent by their respective eras, waiting to see how Ye Xiwen would die. Yet not only had they failed to see his death—they had instead witnessed him slaughtering in every direction.
"Is he even human? How can he be this overbearing?!"
"He's facing four alone and hasn't shown the slightest sign of defeat. How can anyone be powerful to such an extent?!"
"No wonder the Martial Venerable dared to launch an expedition into the Ancient Era. Even if he isn't the Creation Heavenly Lord, reaching this level alone is already terrifying!"
"He really is being targeted by four Half-Step Chief Sovereigns, but he's also outrageously powerful!"
At this moment, the Nine-Headed Saint Venerable glared furiously at Ye Xiwen, his rage reaching its peak.
"You actually dared to sever my heads!"
The three heads that had been cut off grew back, but they were clearly smaller than the previous three, reduced by an entire size.
Those heads were far more than mere decorations. They contained his laws and Great Dao; even gold and iron could hardly harm them. But once they were injured, his vital essence would truly be