"Plenty more surprises are coming. Don't celebrate too soon."
Beneath the heavens, Su Yi's calm voice rang out.
Ye Xiao had only just steadied himself when Su Yi charged in again with another punch!
Boom!
It was still a fist seal. As his sleeves billowed, Su Yi's crystal-clear, jade-like fist was revealed.
At Su Yi's level, every movement he made brimmed with the profound and unfathomable power of the Great Dao.
And when one's power was strong enough, there was simply no need to employ any earth-shaking Dao arts or supreme secret techniques; sheer strength alone could break ten thousand laws!
That was precisely how he dealt with Ye Xiao.
No matter how tyrannical, fierce, and frenzied your Dao of Slaughter might be, it could still be shattered by force!
"Hmph!"
Ye Xiao snorted coldly, a nearly crazed viciousness surfacing on his handsome face.
Although Su Yi's previous two blows had driven him back, they had not inflicted grievous wounds upon him. He had merely looked exceedingly bedraggled.
"Rise!"
His voice boomed like thunder, exploding between heaven and earth.
Behind him emerged an incomparably horrifying Crimson Purgatory, mountains of corpses and seas of blood beneath destruction aura that blotted out the sky and covered the earth.
Slaughter Purgatory!
The power of Ye Xiao's Great Dao Spirit Wheel!
When Su Yi's punch struck, it was as though it had fallen into an endless purgatory. The mountains of corpses and seas of blood roiled, dissolving all the power contained within the blow.
Meanwhile, Su Yi himself was engulfed by the domain formed by the Slaughter Purgatory, as if he had been cast into a blood-red world isolated from heaven and earth.
Blood waves churned, corpses stood thick as a forest, and terrifying destruction aura transformed into rolling thunder that surged and spread.