Pressed into Defeat

Lao Yi threw punch after punch. In the blink of an eye, several thousand exchanges had already passed, yet he still had not taken down Ye Xiwen. He began to sense that something was wrong. He was no fool; the fight had simply gone too smoothly at first. Ye Xiwen had merely let him strike, as though he no longer had the strength to resist. But Lao Yi had fought through countless battles, and he swiftly came to his senses.

Once clarity returned, the last traces of pride and arrogance vanished without a trace.

He had unleashed the Feather Transformation Divine Fist an unknown number of times, yet Ye Xiwen's defense, which had seemed unable to hold on any longer, had continued to sway and endure until now.

"Damn it!" Lao Yi cursed under his breath. He instantly unleashed Immortal Guides the Way, driving his aura to its absolute peak in an instant. With this all-out blow, he intended to shatter the barrier around Ye Xiwen completely.

Boom! The place where Ye Xiwen stood was utterly pulverized.

"Ha..." Lao Yi immediately threw back his head and laughed, but halfway through, it was as if something had forcibly choked him. Ye Xiwen, who should have been reduced to ashes, still stood firmly where he was. He stood atop chaos itself, with layer upon layer of golden waves rippling beneath his feet. The chaos that could erase a person from existence could not come near him.

Boom! A towering aura swept out from Ye Xiwen's body. In an instant, the winds and clouds changed color, and the stars trembled.

"Now it's my turn!"

Ye Xiwen shouted, his eyes blazing with fighting spirit. The aura surging from his body was even more tyrannical than before.

This was the first time he had truly