An Uproar

Ye Xiwen knew exactly how terrifying that strike had been. With a single thrust, it had instantly blasted his internal organs into lifeless ruin. If his physical cultivation had not long since spread through his five viscera and six bowels, that blow alone would have left him dead without even a burial place.

Even setting himself aside, an ordinary Great Saint would have met only one fate if struck by it—nailed to the ground, with no possibility of luck or survival.

As for Ye Xiwen, he was practically at the end of his rope. If not for the Phoenix Rebirth Art preserving his last breath, he would have already suffered Soul Annihilation. There was no way he could have survived until now.

This Destruction Saint Spear truly possessed such terrifying power.

The Primordial Spirit of the Destruction Saint Spear that Nie Han had summoned at such a tremendous cost was indeed horrifying.

"What demon dares spy upon my True Martial School?!" Suddenly, a furious roar rang out from within the True Martial School. The Demonic Qi surrounding Nie Han's formidable strength was impossible to conceal and nearly soared into the heavens. Combined with the evil aura of the Destruction Saint Spear that had seemed capable of destroying the world, it was practically visible to the naked eye. It immediately alerted many experts within the True Martial School.

At once, waves of terrifyingly powerful auras swept up from within the True Martial School, each one locking directly onto Nie Han.

Nie Han's expression changed instantly. What a miscalculation. Seeing Ye Xiwen about to escape from his grasp, his frustration had made him forget that he had already entered the territory of the True Martial School. He had directly used the Destruction Saint Spear to blast into Ye Xiwen's body. Though he