Ye Wu was nearly superimposed with Black Wushen. He had to endure both the Black Flame and the cutting force of the World of Nothingness, yet his powerful body made Black Wushen marvel. Those two forces had failed to destroy him at once.
"With your strength, if you joined the Eternal Clan, you could take part in the Divine Selection War, meet the True God, and attain the highest status."
Ye Wu's gaze was cold. "Cut the nonsense."
As soon as he finished speaking, no one could tell what he did, but the space around his body suddenly twisted. The entire void instantly vanished, and even the World of Nothingness trembled. In a flash, he separated himself from Black Wushen.
Surprise flickered in Black Wushen's eyes.
Just then, several red ribbons fluttered through the air, and a flash of swordlight appeared behind Ye Wu. One Sword Slash came down—it was Ji Luo.
Fast. Too fast. That strike was almost as fast as time itself. That was Ji Luo's sword slash.
Ye Wu seemed not to react. The strike severed his arm. But the instant the sword passed his side and carried the severed limb away, its edge abruptly burst apart. The void vanished again without warning, and Ji Luo was hurled away by the collapsing space, crashing hard into the ruins of the black mountain range.
Ye Wu snatched up his severed arm and charged toward the star gate high above.
Black Wushen stared at Ye Wu. Black lines instantly spread across the sky, far more than three—or even thirty. They made Ye Wu's expression change for the first time. He looked down.
"Stay here. How could you leave the Fourth Eryu so easily?"
Ye Wu kept his eyes fixed on Black Wushen and raised his arm. Though he had