At the level that he could come into contact with, he originally thought that Uncle Ye was just a powerful God. At most, he would be a God King. This was already the highest estimation in his heart. No matter which level of God it was, it was already far beyond his imagination.
But now he found that the Uncle Ye in his memory was not a God at all. It could be said that he was completely above countless people. He was an eternal and invincible Emperor Lord.
That kind of might wasn't something that an ordinary Emperor could compare to!
With his eyesight and strength, he naturally could not tell who was stronger and who was weaker among the Sovereign Emperors. However, he could also tell that the monarch level ferocious beast that Uncle Ye had killed with one strike was definitely not as strong as Uncle Ye.
And now, the middle-aged man who suddenly appeared would probably be a strong opponent of Uncle Ye. In his heart, Ye Xiwen was close enough to be on par with his parents. How could he not be worried?
But even if he was worried, he could not do anything about it. Originally, he was very interested in Ye Xiwen's affairs, but Ye Xiwen always kept his mouth shut. He could not understand it at first, but now he completely understood. It was not that Ye Xiwen did not want to talk, but he was not qualified to participate at all. Even if it was just to hear it, it was already a great thing for him.
For ordinary people, the secrets between the Emperor Lords were no different from listening to a myth.
However, he finally understood in his heart what kind of fortuitous encounter this was. Not everyone could have the guidance of an Emperor Lord since childhood. He carefully recalled many of Ye Xiwen's teachings. Originally, he only remembered these words because he trusted Ye Xiwen very much. Now, he found that it was far from enough. How could the teachings of an Emperor Lord be so simple? They must be the truth.
If he could absorb and digest those teachings, coupled with the set of Buried Sword Technique that he cultivated, his future would be limitless.
Ye Xiwen just stood still high in the sky, looking at the Spirit Emperor in front of him. The Spirit Emperor's body carried an extremely dangerous feeling.
The Pan Tian Venerable had many experts under his command. He could even fight head-on with the Fortune God Dynasty.
And the Spirit Emperor could become a general under the Pan Tian Venerable in this environment where there were many experts. Many things could be imagined.
"Spirit Emperor!"
Ye Xiwen slowly spat out these two words.
"Your performance is pretty good, and your future is limitless. It's just a pity that Ye Huang informed me to take your life just now. You're pretty good as well, to be able to make a figure like Ye Huang constantly want to kill you!" The Spirit Emperor just looked at Ye Xiwen indifferently. It seemed as if killing Ye Xiwen was already in the bag.
There were nine stages of the Imperial Monarch Realm, and every single stage was like ascending to the heavens. With his cultivation at the eighth stage, it was sufficient to suppress the seventh stage.
"Really? I don't think this is an honor! "Ye Xiwen sneered and said.
"Ye Huang wants to kill you, but I don't have to. Now that His Lordship has returned, it's time for him to use people. Your strength isn't bad. If you're willing to surrender, I'll spare your life!"
Spirit Emperor said in an indisputable tone. In fact, it seemed as if he was giving face to Ye Xiwen by saying so. It seemed as if he was doing this for his own good.
Ye Xiwen turned a deaf ear to him. At this moment, the sky had already been dyed red with blood. There were fierce battles everywhere, and roars could be heard everywhere. Corpses fell from the void one after another. No one knew how many years had passed since they had died. They were all super experts above the God Realm. As for those below the God Realm, they were not recruited because it was useless even if they were recruited. All of them together could not even withstand a single attack from an Emperor.
To the higher-ups, they were also considered as civilians. They were nothing if they did not prove their Dao.
Immortal-level, Eternal Realm, Almighty, Divine King, Quasi-emperor, and all sorts of top experts died one after another.
"Kill!"
Blood flowed like rivers in the sky and on the ground.
To the many Emperor Emperors, it was difficult for them to even change their expressions in such a scene.
"Martial Emperor, hold him back for a while. Wait for me to activate the ancient formation and drive him out!" Suddenly, the Butterfly Sovereign's voice sounded in Ye Xiwen's mind through telepathy.
There was anxiety in the Butterfly Sovereign's voice that was initially calm.
He knew very well that half of Storm City would fall if the barrier was broken. If the level-8 Spirit Emperor was allowed to kill unscrupulously, Storm City would not be able to hold on.
The Battle Emperor was not around, and Storm City's top combat power was lacking. Reinforcements from other places would not be able to rush over anytime soon. Even if there were level-9 experts, they could not be deployed because they had been sent to monitor the top experts in the Storm Sea Region.
"I understand now!"
Ye Xiwen replied through telepathy as well.
There was indeed no other way at this moment. He could only forcefully hold the Spirit Emperor back.
"It seems like you're refusing a toast only to be forced to drink a forfeit!"
The Spirit Emperor's expression became colder. To him, he was given a way out, but he did not want it. He was digging his own grave.
"I wanted to spare your life, but it seems like you're really digging your own grave. Since you want to die with Storm City, I'll fulfill your wish!"
The Spirit Emperor finally moved as he spoke. His figure flew out in an instant.
Quick!
Quick!
Quick!
In an instant, that terrifying force had already rushed in front of Ye Xiwen. A strange phenomenon appeared behind him, and thousands of Asura Battlefields formed instantly. They turned into a terrifying attack and blasted towards Ye Xiwen.
Ye Xiwen was not to be outdone. The Time Robe appeared on his body, and it turned into the Time Divine Kingdom to protect him. At the same time, the Martial Emperor Seal above his head rotated and fluctuated up and down. Three thousand martial arts erupted from it, and it was these three thousand martial arts that continuously slaughtered the foreign creatures. Wherever they passed, there was a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
"Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist!"
Ye Xiwen blasted out a punch, and the terrifying power of the Six Paths seemed to evolve into a universe on his fist. The power of the universe was born and destroyed within it.
"Boom!"
Ye Xiwen directly blasted his fist into the thousands of Asura Battlefields. It was unknown how many Asura Battlefields were destroyed, but at the same time, more Asura Battlefields were born.
In this Asura Battlefields, the Spirit Emperor was like a matchless God of War, dominating everything. This Spirit Emperor actually cultivated the laws of the battlefield. In this battlefield of slaughter, his strength would be further enhanced, and his combat power would be maximized.
"Boom!"
Ye Xiwen's Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist constantly strangled these Asura Battlefields, and these Asura Battlefields were also constantly strangling the fist power of the Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist.
In just a short period of time, it was like two worlds had collided in the sky, and terrifying scenes of destruction could be seen everywhere.
The spreading shock waves instantly annihilated some of the armies of both sides, and directly cleared a large area of no man's land.
The armies of both sides immediately retreated, and did not dare to approach this shocking battlefield.
It was really too terrifying. Even the shock waves were enough to kill them in an instant. Even ordinary Sovereign Emperors might be injured by the eruption of the shock waves.
Then, they went around the two of them and directly fought again. There was blood everywhere, and the sky and earth were raining blood. It looked extremely cruel.
And at this time, the battle between Ye Xiwen and the Spirit Emperor seemed to finally be decided. The fist power of Ye Xiwen's Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist was completely devoured, and Ye Xiwen used a Dragon Rise and Phoenix Fall to escape from the endless Asura Battlefields.
In the battle with the Spirit Emperor, he was at a disadvantage, but he did not suffer a loss.
"Huh?" The Spirit Emperor frowned slightly, and there seemed to be a bit of disbelief in his eyes. It was natural for him to win. His strength was far above Ye Xiwen, who had just broken through to the seventh realm.
But he only had the upper hand, and did not really injure Ye Xiwen. This was what surprised him the most.
Whether he had used his full strength just now, only he himself knew. It was impossible to not gain anything from a seventh realm Sovereign Emperor.
This Ye Xiwen was indeed strange. He was completely different from other seventh realm Sovereigns. It was no wonder that a big shot like the Night Emperor would not forget to kill him.
If he could not recruit this kind of person, then he must not let him live.
An even more intense killing intent burst out of his eyes.
On the other side, Ye Xiwen also escaped from the strangulation of the Asura Battlefields. He was slightly surprised. The eighth realm was indeed powerful. The Six Paths of Reincarnation Fist that he had used was completely devoured.
Purely in terms of strength, the Spirit Emperor was probably at the peak of the eighth realm, and he had only just entered the seventh realm. He was not even at the peak of the seventh realm.
At the last moment, if he had not escaped in time, his arm might have been injured.
Fortunately, he did not want to kill him, nor did he want to rely on his own strength to drive him away. He just wanted to delay him.
Ye Xiwen was confident that he could still do this.
On the contrary, a thought emerged in his mind. Previously, he wanted to use the Geng Metal Tiger Emperor as a whetstone. Unfortunately, the Geng Metal Tiger Emperor could not withstand a single blow from him.
But this Spirit Emperor was different. His strength was far superior to the Geng Metal Tiger Emperor, but far inferior to the Night Emperor. He was stronger than him, but not so strong that he could kill him.
He was an excellent whetstone.
Whether or not his cultivation could progress beyond common sense in a short period of time depended on the Spirit Emperor in front of him. Only in the most intense and dangerous situations could a person completely unleash their full potential.
"What a whetstone!"
The Spirit Emperor did not know what Ye Xiwen was thinking, and did not know that he had become a whetstone. But the killing intent in his heart was constantly burning, as if it wanted to burn through the sky.
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