Ye Fan was shocked. He had never expected that Gun God, unleashing the peak of his power, would be so terrifying. He was far from being a match for him. Unless he had more time to consolidate his strength, the gap between them was simply too vast. After all, he had charged onto the battlefield without even having time to solidify his realm. He was the only one who could have battled Gun God for so long and inflicted such grievous wounds.
Just then, Ye Fan tried to resist with the Dragon Emperor's Power, but unfortunately, his foundation was still insufficient. Gun God sent him flying, shattering stars as he went. Still not letting up, Gun God blasted down at him again.
"AH!"
Gun God shrieked in pain. Unbeknownst to him, the Yuanhong Sword had already appeared in Ye Fan's hand, and Ye Fan had run him through.
Gun God was now weakened to the extreme.
"Even in death, I will eliminate you, a threat to my race!" he roared.
