After unleashing numerous secret arts, Ye Xuan pressed forward, erupting with the invincible power of his fleshly body as he threw a punch.
His blood and qi surged through his body, roaring like a tidal wave.
The immense blood and qi manifested a terrifying vision of heaven splitting and earth opening.
The Chaos Qi was blasted apart by that punch, the clear and turbid energies separating.
"Bang."
A muffled, earthshaking boom rang out.
Ye Xuan's fist struck An Lan's prized golden armor solidly.
An Lan let out a muffled groan.
Though he wore an immortal battle armor and was himself a supreme king, under Ye Xuan's relentless assault, which crushed everything in its path, he was beaten back step by step.
An Lan staggered through the void. The golden spear in his hand whipped about constantly, yet he could only barely fend off Ye Xuan's attacks, with almost no strength to retaliate.
What was happening on the battlefield unfolded too swiftly, and was far too shocking.
Not only were the cultivators of the Nine Heavens and Ten Lands left dumbfounded, it even alarmed the other Immortal Kings deep within the Foreign Territory.
On the Foreign Territory's side, figures of several Immortal Kings, including Yu Tuo and Di Qiong, emerged.
They stared above the Heavenly Abyss, at An Lan being suppressed and beaten by Ye Xuan, their eyes full of disbelief.
That was An Lan—the undefeated myth of the Foreign Territory.
That Ancient Ancestor An Lan, whom the Ten Thousand Races of the Foreign Territory regarded as "invincible," had actually fallen into an absolute disadvantage before everyone's eyes.
"This is impossible. How could his power be this great?" Di Qiong's voice trembled slightly.
He recalled the terror of being grievously wounded by Ye Xuan in the Immortal Ancient Battlefield.
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