Ye Futian's body was forced into a retreat. That frightening fist intent also broke apart. The surrounding space was collapsing and cracking crazily while the frightening spatial currents ravaged wildly.
But neither Ye Futian nor the Human Ancestor cared at all. With their current cultivation states, they could pass freely within the space windstorm.
"Divine Power of the World?" Ye Futian asked, looking at the Human Ancestor.
"Divine Power is just the law and order. At present, I represent the law of the Heavenly Path, so why do I care about Divine Power?" the Human Ancestor said. His voice reverberated through the vast and boundless world, making many cultivators feel their eardrums quivering.
He was the heaven; he represented the Heavenly Path. His every casual move was the law. He was the law's incarnate itself.