"Ye Xuan, managing to attain enlightenment in an unconventional way is indeed commendable, but unfortunately, you are not my match," Yuanshi Tianzun said indifferently, as the Pangu Banner appeared in his hand, and the surrounding starry sky began to subtly collapse.
"Amitabha."
The Western Two Saints chanted: "No need for further words, Brother Yuanshi. We will annihilate him."
Boom!
Darkness boundless and vast, Ye Xuan stood firm with his spear, his expression exceptionally calm, unperturbed in the face of Yuanshi Tianzun's disdain.
"If I were you, I wouldn't waste so many words. Do you have the skill to kill me?" Ye Xuan spoke indifferently.
"Young one, your journey ends here."
Yuanshi Tianzun sneered coldly, and the Pangu Banner flew out from his hand, expanding directly to ten thousand zhang in size, the starry sky shattering, chaotic qi surging down, bombarding Ye Xuan as if crushing an ant.
