Suddenly, Ye Xiwen let out a thunderous roar. Boundless golden light burst from his hands, tearing apart the countless Blood Sovereign figures surrounding him in an instant.
The two faced each other from afar. In terms of speed and absolute defensive power, each held one advantage. Within their respective domains, neither could do anything to the other.
"Martial Sovereign, you cannot kill me. If you are willing to let this go today, we can call it quits here. What do you say?" Blood Sovereign said confidently. In his eyes, this was already giving Ye Xiwen face. If they continued fighting, Ye Xiwen would still be unable to do anything to him.
But what he truly feared was Lord Qin. If Lord Qin succeeded in his tribulation and smoothly became a Chief Sovereign, that would be the most terrifying possibility.
One Chief Sovereign could not do anything to him, but two Chief Sovereigns would be enough to pose a fatal threat.
Those who could become Chief Sovereign-level experts had no obvious weaknesses. His attainments in body cultivation were also formidable; he had only encountered a freak like Ye Xiwen, against whom he simply could not land a blow.
"Let it go? Absolutely impossible!"
Ye Xiwen sneered. "I said before that I would kill you. Then I will certainly kill you!"
"Hmph, you overestimate yourself!"
Blood Sovereign snorted coldly, but anxiety had already begun to show on his face. Lord Qin was still far from completing his tribulation, yet Ye Xiwen's relentless attitude was the truly terrifying thing. If Ye Xiwen refused to let go even in death, then he might indeed end up severely injured—or even killed.
While he was considering these matters, Ye Xiwen had already moved.
Words of incantation poured from his lips, and his domain spread out at