Him—Huang Mieyu!
Having stepped onto the Saint Path from the Outlying Ancient Realm, he had swept through his entire generation with an invincible bearing in just three years, crushing every prodigy in the Ancient Domain until they could not raise their heads. He was revered as the peerless monster who had "dominated the Saint Path alone"!
He was destined to set foot on the path of ascension and become an unparalleled legend—the favored son of Heaven!
His pride was carved into his bones and fused into his blood!
Now, a junior who had likewise come from the outside world, a so-called "variable" he had not even bothered to take seriously before, actually dared... actually dared to tell him to "get lost" in such a manner!?
This was no longer provocation. This was trampling the glory and pride of his entire life ruthlessly beneath its feet!
Ye Xuan's answer was even more direct action.
He could not even be bothered to say another word. His expression was as cold as ice as he simply raised his right hand, a hand that seemed capable of seizing the sun, moon, and stars. Spreading his five fingers, he grabbed at Huang Mieyu above him from afar!
There was no flashy technique name and no process of gathering strength.
It was merely a simple grab.
Yet at the instant his five fingers closed, the void suddenly collapsed. A gigantic thunderous hand, woven entirely from Seven-colored Emperor Thunder condensed to the utmost extreme and the Dao Rhymes of twelve Venerable Rings, appeared out of thin air. It covered the vast starry sky above Huang Mieyu's head and descended with the tyrannical will to sweep away everything in its path!
It was as though, in his eyes, this so-called Huang Mieyu who had "dominated the Saint Path