The Black-Robed Man's Frantic Flight

Neither side paid any heed to the spatial rifts.

"Kill!" The black-robed man roared, his voice shaking the eight directions. His entire aura condensed into a terrifying vortex, and wrapped within it, he charged straight at Ye Xiwen. Like a fish, space itself was his water, allowing him to swim through it freely.

Ye Xiwen now resembled a demon god. Wings as vast as clouds beat behind him, holding him aloft in the sky.

Crack! A heaven-shaking bolt of lightning descended from above, directly forcing back the charging black-robed man.

Rumble! The Demon Wings behind Ye Xiwen flapped ceaselessly, stirring up roaring wind and thunder. Bolts of lightning boiled within this sea of wind and thunder, circling around Ye Xiwen and making him seem as though he stood within a kingdom of thunder marshes.

And he was like the legendary Thunder God and Wind God who controlled Wind-Thunder Force.

The black-robed man had not expected Ye Xiwen to become so formidable after breaking through. Originally, even if Ye Xiwen had relied on some secret technique to force his way into the Half-Step Transcendent Realm, the black-robed man had believed that a breakthrough achieved through a secret technique could never compare to a proper breakthrough. Besides, he possessed a spatial gift, enough to let him reign supreme among those of the same realm. Ordinary people could not even be mentioned in the same breath as him.

What he did not know was that Ye Xiwen possessed the body of a Star Colossus and the bloodline of a Star Colossus. It was truly tyrannical, allowing him to swiftly stabilize both his realm and physical cultivation after a breakthrough.

But as Ye Xiwen grew stronger with every exchange, he finally saw through this. In his heart, he finally began treating Ye Xiwen as