The Wheel of Fortune Turns, Unleashing a Top-Tier Divine Weapon!
An Ye's black-and-white hair streamed in the wind. Within his Yin Yang Heavenly Eyes, two miniature worlds each rose and fell. A cyan eye stood erect between his brows, and terrifying fluctuations spread from his body, stirring the Great Dao of the heavens. The strange Heavenly Beginning Saint Light bound Chen Yun's movements and the circulation of his Divine Power. Even more terrifyingly, it had also bound the Heavenly Diagram's true form inside his body.
"Haha..."
Seeing that Chen Yun was utterly powerless to resist beneath his hand, An Ye could not help throwing back his head and laughing. This scene reminded him of how Chen Yun had overwhelmingly defeated him at the Saint Tournament all those years ago. The loser could only kneel before the victor. He had waited a very long time for this moment. Ever since the Chaos Ancient Clan had taken him away, he had bitterly cultivated in that dreary place surrounded by Chaos Origin Energy for the sake of this moment. Although his improved state of mind had caused him to view his past defeat rather lightly, being able to knock Chen Yun down with a single punch and watch him kneel before him, vomiting blood—no matter how transcendent An Ye was now, he still could not help venting the resentment in his heart.
"The wheel of fortune turns, Chen Yun. You defeated me back then and made me kneel before you. More than ten years later, you're the one kneeling before me. How does it feel? Isn't it unbelievable? You, the champion of the Saint Tournament back then, are now kneeling before me, An Ye! Haha..."
An Ye stood with his hands behind his back, hovering high in the sky as though he ruled