Slaying the First Divine Lord

Golden radiance flowed across Ye Xiwen's Tyrant Body, making him seem like a war god cast from gold. Beneath that golden brilliance was another layer of blood-red luster, so faint that it was difficult to see without looking closely, as though it were merely an accessory to the golden glow.

Stepping into the Great Saint Middle Stage had brought a fundamental leap in his strength. Though it was only one step away, it was a step that those in the Great Saint Early Stage could never cross.

"Courting death!" The First Divine Lord struck first. He wanted to attack before Ye Xiwen could fully control the power of the Great Saint Middle Stage; only by crushing Ye Xiwen then would he stand a chance of victory.

An endless blade aura transformed into a Yin-Yang diagram that descended from the heavens, suppressing all directions. This was an all-out attack. Every strand of Yin Yang Power within the diagram contained domineering blade aura, as though it could destroy heaven and earth.

"Good timing!" Ye Xiwen shouted. Having just broken into the Great Saint Middle Stage, he needed an opponent to temper himself against.

He moved. In a flash of lightning and sparks, his fist resembled an enormous star as he swung it down. Like a comet crashing into a planet, it carried unmatched momentum and shook all directions.

"Boom!"

The clash between the two terrifying experts instantly shattered heaven and earth. Where the blade aura collided with the star, a massive rift was blasted open. Countless forces boiled within that rift, twisted and swept together by two utterly different powers.

The aftershocks of their clash swept in every direction. Below, Little Wolf blocked them for the Yi Yuan Sect. Though Little Wolf might not have been a match for either of them,