"Haha!" Seeing this, Ye Xixiang could not help but laugh loudly. "I told you long ago, my Ye family... is by no means what you see on the surface! No need to wait for later—today, I'll let you see for yourself!!!"
With that, Ye Xixiang urged his sword essence and flicked the Golden Mace in his right hand into the void!
"Roar..." The Golden Mace transformed into a flood dragon, like a dragon emerging from the sea as it pounced toward the space imprisoned by the Four Spirits Blood Curse!
"Crack, crack, crack..." The void shattered, the confinement collapsed, and the restriction beneath the Four Spirits Blood Curse was instantly smashed apart by the Golden Mace!
"Damn it!" Yu Tong cried out harshly. "Ye Xixiang, you dare ruin my good fortune? Yu and you will be locked in a fight to the death!"
"If it is a fight to the death, then so be it!" Ye Xixiang gave a savage grin. "Do you think I'm afraid of you?"
As he spoke, Ye Xixiang swung the Golden Mace again. This time, however, the place it struck was... the mountain peak supporting the Four Spirits Blood Curse!!!
"Boom..." The Golden Mace transformed into a dragon and struck the middle of the mountain peak. With a deafening crash that shook heaven and earth, the mountain's enormous summit was smashed apart. Half of the summit collapsed with a "crash...," and the Four Spirits Blood Curse slowly fell from midair like a flower bud whose roots had been severed!
"Sizzle, sizzle, sizzle..." Beneath the Four Spirits Blood Curse, four purplish-red vortices gave off obscure sounds and suddenly recoiled and shrank, seeming as though they were about to collapse!
"Hehe..." Ye Xixiang let out a wild laugh, his figure flashing as he rushed toward the abyss