"It's Ye Feng!"
"He... he actually came!"
The few Heavenly Venerables who had not yet been killed saw the young figure with a longsword on his back, and their hearts were consumed by endless fear, unable to move.
"Yes, it's me."
Ye Feng stood with his hands behind his back, watching the blood-colored ancient tree that was obliterated by his palm explode, then looked at the several Fourth-Turn and Fifth-Turn Heavenly Venerables, remaining motionless.
Clang!
However, the Primordial Sword Embryo behind him automatically unsheathed, instantly traversing tens of thousands of miles across the sky, slicing across the necks of those Heavenly Venerables, leaving a trail of blood.
"Grog..."
They clutched their throats, eyes widening.
"Too... too strong!"
The Heavenly Venerables never expected that the gap between them and Ye Feng was so vast; without even moving his hands, just the sword behind him unsheathed, and they were dead.
This disparity was enormous!
