“I’ve got no shortage of delightful surprises,” Su Yi said coolly. “Don’t get excited prematurely.”

Just as Ye Xiao stabilized himself, Su Yi threw yet another punch!

Boom!

It was a fist imprint, just as before. Su Yi’s sleeves billowed, revealing his jade-like fist.

At Su Yi’s level, every movement was full of the profound, inscrutable power of the Grand Dao.

When someone was strong enough, there was no need for shocking Daoist magics or supreme secret techniques. Sheer power could break all abilities!

This was true against Ye Xiao, too.

Who cared how frenzied and tyrannical his Dao of Slaughter was? Su Yi’s power could still break right through it!

“Hmph!” Ye Xiao snorted coldly, a frenzied, vicious look appearing on his handsome face.

Although Su Yi’s last two attacks had forced him back, he hadn’t suffered any serious injuries. He just looked rather haggard.

“Activate!” His voice boomed like thunder, reverberating throughout heaven and earth. 

An utterly terrifying blood-soaked vision of purgatory appeared behind him, complete with a mountain of corpses and sea of blood. Its destructive aura blotted out the sun. 

The Purgatory of Slaughter!

The power of Ye Xiao’s Grand Dao Spirit Wheel!

While Su...