Wei Country.
Not far away.
Ye Ping was like a heavenly god, and the Blood and Qi Furnace behind him was as golden as the sun.
On the other hand, the successor of the Fiendcelestial Cult looked very ordinary, but his calmness was somehow oppressive.
However, fortunately, Ye Ping and the other party seemed to be tied, and neither of them suffered any losses. However, neither of them had the upper hand.
This was a good thing. At the very least, they wouldn't end up like the previous few geniuses who were killed by the Fiend Son in a single strike.
At this moment.
Everyone couldn't help but look at the battlefield.
It was a battle between the elites of the Ten Nations and the Fiendcelestial Cult, but it was also a battle between the powerhouses of the Ten Nations and the Fiendcelestial Cult.
If Ye Ping won, he would be able to encourage them to unite.
However, if Ye Ping lost, the confidence of all the cultivators would be crushed and the Fiendcelestial Cult would become even stronger.
Therefore, this battle was the center of attention.
All the cultivators in the array were watching the battle, their eyes fixed on the battlefield.
"You are very strong."
The Fiend Son spoke.
He looked at Ye Ping with an extremely calm gaze.
"You are very strong. Be it talent or strength, you are not inferior to the other fiend heirs."
"I can give you a chance to join the Saint Sect, as long as you're willing to."
"I can guarantee that you will become the Demonic Son. Your status will be extraordinary and you will wield great power. You will be able to get anything you want easily."
"Whether it's magic treasures, secret manuals, or elixirs, as long as you join our Holy Church, you'll have everything."
The voice of the Fiend Son rang out. His voice had an inexplicable allure that could bewitch one's heart.
He looked at Ye Ping and made that condition.
He seemed to admire Ye Ping very much and wanted to rope him in as a disciple of the cult.
However, Ye Ping's gaze did not change at all.
Ye Ping\'s gaze was calm, but the meaning behind it was very simple.
It was impossible to join the Fiendcelestial Cult.
Ye Ping did not answer.
The other party did not continue to speak and simply waited quietly for Ye Ping's answer.
Time passed slowly.
Boom boom boom!
In the sky.
Another ten colorful mushroom clouds rose up, and the teleportation array failed again.
This made people feel despair, and they really didn't know what to say.
At this moment.
The voice of the Fiend Son rang out slowly.
"I've already given you enough time to think, but you didn't answer. Whether or not you're still thinking, in my eyes, you've already given up your chance."
"Since that's the case, let's end this."
Along with the sound.
At that moment, the Demonic Son struck.
He charged towards Ye Ping and seemed to be invincible. Ye Ping did not know what kind of Mystical Dao he used, but his fists shook the mountains and rivers.
Ye Ping was fearless as he also pounced towards the Devil Son.
At this moment, the two of them were fighting at close quarters. Every single punch destroyed countless buildings.
The two of them fought a great battle, scattering an expanse of light. Their fist techniques were large and powerful, ferocious and invincible.
Carefree Sword Flight Technique.
During the intense battle, Ye Ping cast the Carefree Sword Kinesis Flight. Although it was a Sword Kinesis Flight technique, it could also enhance his physical body and increase his speed.
In an instant, Ye Ping's speed was faster than lightning and he appeared directly behind the Demonic Son.
Boom.
The True Dragon Fist smashed onto the Demonic Son's back like a huge mountain pressing down.
Bang, bang, bang!
The void trembled and the Demon Heir\'s spine was smashed by Ye Ping on the spot. However, he was a ruthless person who turned around and attacked Ye Ping\'s heart.
But at this moment.
Ye Ping used the Carefree Sword Kinesis Flight Technique to forcefully twist his body and dodge the blow, but his right shoulder was also punched. His shoulder bone was instantly broken and twisted, and the excruciating pain made Ye Ping frown.
The Demonic Son fell to the ground and smashed out a pit that was dozens of meters deep. If he was an ordinary cultivator, he would have probably died.
No, even if he was an elite, the cultivators in the array formation somehow felt that they could not withstand the power of Ye Ping\'s punch.
Although Ye Ping was injured, he immediately circulated the Ancient Godfiend Body Tempering Technique and the Qi and blood in his body surged. There was a loud roar and his injuries were immediately healed.
It was the first official battle.
Ye Ping had the upper hand.
That was a good thing.
The cultivators of the Ten Nations in the array formation couldn\'t help but clench their fists with excitement in their eyes.
They were very excited. After all, they saw hope.
However, at the end of the street, the Demonic Son who had been sent flying by Ye Ping couldn\'t help but stand up at this moment.
The cultivators in the array formation couldn\'t help but swallow their saliva.
The fact that he could still stand up after suffering such a serious injury was really surprising.
The black mist dissipated.
The figure of the Fiend Child appeared. But at this moment, nine black talismans appeared behind his head.
"Nine Talisman Devil Son?"
It was also at this moment that a sharp scream rang out.
Someone recognized who this person was.
There were 108 devil heirs in the Fiendcelestial Cult. Except for a small number of them who had appeared before, no one knew about the rest.
"Who's the Nine Talisman Devil Son?"
"Yeah, who is the Nine Talisman Devil Son?"
Everyone in the array was very curious. They did not know who the so-called Nine Talisman Devil Son was.
"The Nine Talisman Devil Son is one of the one hundred and eight Devil Sons. The reason why he's called the Nine Talisman Devil Son is because he once invited a reclusive expert from the Heavenly Talisman Sect to use his body as a foundation to inscribe nine Heaven Suppressing Talismans.
"Every single talisman is suppressing a portion of his strength. It is said that the Nine Talisman Devil Son's strength will multiply with every Heaven Suppressing Talisman he uncovers. If he uncovers all nine Heaven Suppressing Talismans, it will be unimaginable."
An expert who knew the origins of the Nine Talisman Devil Son could not help but exclaim.
"What? Every time a Heaven Suppressing Talisman was opened, his strength would multiply? Then wouldn't the nine cards be nine times stronger? "
"Nine times? Do you know how to count? How can it be nine times? "
"That's impossible, right? He's currently in the Golden Core realm and his strength is already terrifying. If this goes on, wouldn't he be invincible? "
Everyone discussed in disbelief.
"No, it's just an illusion."
"Yes, it's an illusion. The Nine Talisman Devil Son is extremely famous. It is said that he was already famous in the world hundreds of years ago."
"Ye Ping is going to be in trouble."
Everyone discussed and somehow felt a sense of pressure.
At this moment …
In the black fog.
The Nine Talisman Devil Son looked at Ye Ping calmly and nodded in satisfaction before speaking slowly.
"You're very strong. You can hurt me when you're only at the Foundation Establishment realm. Your talent is far beyond mine, but unfortunately, my strength is much stronger than you think."
"I'll give you a chance. Next, I'll let you know my true strength."
"As long as you're willing to join the Saint Cult, I can let you live."
After being sent flying by Ye Ping, the Nine Talisman Devil Son was not angry at all. Instead, he was even more interested in Ye Ping.
He hoped that Ye Ping would join the Fiendcelestial Cult.
Hence, he was willing to give Ye Ping a second chance.
"You talk too much."
On the other side of the street, Ye Ping said coldly. In the next moment, he attacked and the Golden Wheel of Expiation appeared. It was Ye Ping's greatest trump card.
The Golden Wheel of Expiation turned into a golden furnace that caused the void to tremble. Like a sun, Ye Ping lifted it up and charged towards the Nine Talisman Devil Son.
Rip!
At this moment, a Heaven Suppressing Talisman landed behind the Nine Talisman Devil Son's head.
In an instant, a terrifying aura appeared. He had indeed become stronger, and his strength had multiplied.
Boom!
A huge explosion sounded, and the entire Wei Nation heard it.
When the golden Blood and Qi Furnace collided with the opponent, the power that erupted wiped out all the buildings within 50 kilometers.
Ye Ping's Qi and blood surged and his body buzzed. It was his ultimate blow that contained all his essence, Qi, and spirit.
On the other hand, the Nine Talisman Devil Son's figure was sent flying and he smashed the city wall.
It was the city wall of the capital of Wei Nation, and it was not an ordinary wall. Even a Golden Core realm cultivator would not be able to shake the material of the city wall.
However, Ye Ping's blow caused the Nine Talisman Devil Son to leave a terrifying mark on it. It was obvious how terrifying Ye Ping's physical strength was.
Rip!
A second ripping sound filled the air. The Nine Talisman Devil Son could not resist such an attack, so he directly removed the second Heaven Suppressing Talisman.
His strength was indeed not only in the late-stage of the Golden Core realm, but when he tore open the second Heaven Suppressing Talisman, he had yet to reach the Nascent Soul realm.
He was at the Major Perfection of the Golden Core realm, which was his true strength.
He did not want to surpass realms to defeat Ye Ping. Instead, he suppressed his realm to the Golden Core realm to defeat Ye Ping.
At this moment …
The Nine Talisman Devil Son's aura was even more terrifying than before.
The surging demonic energy surrounded him like a true demon. The Nine Talisman Devil Son's strength doubled again.
At this moment, Ye Ping also felt an unprecedented pressure.
"Ye Ping, hurry and come back, you're not his match. The difference in realm is too great."
"Yes, Ye Ping, don't force yourself, hurry and come back."
"Ye Ping, come back."
At this moment, many cultivators in the array formation, including Huangfu Tianlong, couldn't help but ask Ye Ping to hurry and come back.
The Nine Talisman Devil Son was already a late-stage Golden Core realm cultivator. Now that he had removed two Heaven Suppressing Talismans, he was even more terrifying. His combat power was not something that Ye Ping could contend with at all.
However, at this moment, Ye Ping did not choose to retreat.
He stared at the Nine Talisman Devil Son, and the Qi and Blood True Dragon behind him was coated with a layer of golden light at this moment, turning into a Golden Dragon of Expiation.
"Kill!"
Ye Ping was fearless. The True Dragon Fist seemed to be invincible as he charged towards the Nine Talisman Devil Son.
The terrifying offensive aura made Ye Ping look like an invincible god.
At this moment …
The Nine Talisman Devil Son also attacked mercilessly. A black battle spear appeared in his hands which seemed to have a great origin. As soon as it appeared, it made everyone's hearts tremble.
Boom!
The black battle spear was like a supreme immortal artifact that tore through the void and pierced through everything, gathering all the essence, energy, and spirit of the Nine Talisman Devil Son.
Ka-cha!!!
The black battle spear collided with the Golden Dragon of Expiation, and all of a sudden, sparks flew everywhere. All the buildings within 150 kilometers turned into ashes while the ground was covered in gravel.
However, the black battle spear had already pierced through the Golden Dragon of Expiation.
Roar!
The Golden Dragon of Expiation roared furiously.
Ye Ping was sent flying as he suffered an unparalleled blow.
The other party was very strong.
He was really very strong.
He had torn two Heaven Suppressing Talismans and was invincible.
The Nine Talisman Devil Son was a peerless elite in the first place, and it was unfair for him to fight Ye Ping with his cultivation level of the perfected Golden Core realm.
However, there was no fairness in this world.
Ye Ping was blasted away.
His entire body was numb and he could no longer feel any pain.
Pfft.
He landed on the ground and created a deep pit. Ye Ping couldn't help but vomit blood.
He knew that he had already been defeated.
The difference between the two of them was too great, and it was not a fair battle.
Indeed, he was too weak.
In the deep pit, Ye Ping sighed.
In fact, he was not afraid at all. It wasn't that he was not afraid of death, but rather, he already knew something.
To be precise, he already understood what exactly happened.
Boom.
In the next moment, the Nine Talisman Devil Son appeared in front of Ye Ping. He was high and mighty, and his eyes were still extremely calm.
"You're just in the early-stage of the Foundation Establishment realm, but you forced me to reveal two Heaven Suppressing Talismans. You're really strong."
"Unfortunately, you've already lost completely. However, it's not a problem with your aptitude."
"It's just that the difference between us is too great. If we were at the same age, you would be able to defeat me and be stronger than me."
"However, you need a bigger place that can help you. Come, join the Saint Cult."
"As long as you're willing, I can help you become truly stronger and start your path to invincibility."
The Nine Talisman Devil Son looked at Ye Ping with a calm gaze that was full of anticipation.
Previously, he just felt that Ye Ping was very strong and hoped that Ye Ping would join the Fiendcelestial Cult.
However, things were different now. He really admired Ye Ping and wanted him to join the Fiendcelestial Cult. That was why he said that because he cherished talent.
Unfortunately, Ye Ping remained silent and did not answer. He simply looked at the Nine Talisman Devil Son quietly.
His meaning was still simple.
It was impossible for him to join the Fiendcelestial Cult.
"I know you're biased against us, but there are many things that you don't understand because your world is too small."
"In that case, you can choose not to join the Saint Cult first, but you have to join us. I can give you enough time to consider, how about that?"
"This is the last time I'm asking. If you don't agree, you won't have any more chances."
The Nine Talisman Devil Son continued.
He gave Ye Ping one last chance and the last time he would compromise.
Ye Ping could choose not to join the Fiendcelestial Cult and give him enough time to think.
However, Ye Ping had to come to the Fiendcelestial Cult. Otherwise, he wouldn't give Ye Ping a chance.
At this moment …
Everyone quietened down.
After all, in such a situation, not many people would refuse. No matter what, their lives were the most important.
In fact, some powerhouses even thought that if Ye Ping agreed, they wouldn't blame Ye Ping.
If they were in Ye Ping's shoes, they would have agreed long ago.
However …
At this moment, Ye Ping's voice sounded.
"Why would cultivators like us care about death?"
Ye Ping said.
His voice was calm.
However, his voice was full of determination.
Those were Ye Ping's heartfelt words. The Fiendcelestial Cult's actions could not be absolved, no matter what the other party said or what perspective he took.
No matter how grand the idea was, Ye Ping couldn't accept slaughtering all living beings in the world to strengthen himself.
Evil was evil.
Righteousness was righteousness.
"What a pity."
At this moment, the Nine Talisman Devil Son shook his head. In the next moment, he punched.
The fist light was invincible and the sense of death struck him. Ye Ping was indeed a little scared as his entire body turned numb.
It was human instinct. Regardless of how high one's realm was, as long as one didn't want to die, they would feel fear.
Immediately afterwards, a terrifying explosion sounded.
The area within a radius of 50 kilometers sank and Ye Ping's figure disappeared without a single bone remaining.
"Senior Brother Ye!"
In the array formation, Huangfu Tianlong's eyes were bloodshot and he ignored the pull of anyone as he stepped out of the array formation and charged towards the Nine Talisman Devil Son.
At this moment …
Ye Ping felt his mind go blank.
There was a feeling of falling, falling, falling infinitely.
It was as if he had fallen into a bottomless abyss and he was falling rapidly.
His consciousness was also dissipating bit by bit, vanishing bit by bit.
However, at this moment, a voice suddenly sounded in Ye Ping's mind.
"You … really don't regret it?"
"If I give you another chance, are you willing to surrender?"
"If you join the Fiendcelestial Cult, you can at least live and see the sun, the moon, and this beautiful world."
"Do you really not regret holding supreme power and being surrounded by countless beauties?"
"Even … a little? Just a little? "
The voice in his mind was extremely calm.
It was asking Ye Ping.
At this moment, Ye Ping's consciousness was extremely weak and he almost had no ability to think at all.
However, even so, Ye Ping gave a simple answer.
"No regrets."
That was Ye Ping's true answer.
He did not regret anything.
He didn't have the slightest bit of regret, nor did he have the slightest trace of regret.
"Very well, congratulations on passing the Heavenly Heart Illusory Array."
At this moment …
An extremely pleasant voice sounded in his mind.
At the next moment …
A beam of scorching white light appeared in front of him.
Immediately afterwards, Ye Ping's body trembled.
Soon …
An extremely straight main path appeared in front of Ye Ping.
There were many people standing on the main path.
Nangong Xing, Chen Hongfei, Zhang Ren, Huangfu Tianlong …
Everyone appeared on this main path.
On both sides of the main path, all the cultivators looked at him with an extremely shocked expression.
There were also some people who seemed to be in a daze.
Above the sky dome, a huge ancient map appeared.
The scene in the ancient map was the scene of the capital of Wei Nation previously.
"Indeed!"
When he saw everything …
Ye Ping couldn't help but slowly exhale.
He guessed right.
He had indeed fallen into the illusory array.
Ye Ping felt relieved. After all, before this, he wasn't 100% sure, but now, he completely understood everything.
At this moment …
All of a sudden, a series of explosions sounded in the ancient map.
In the map, the Ten Thousand Fiend Banner was activated and in an instant, infinite resentment shrouded the capital of Wei Nation. All the array formations were completely ineffective and countless Fiendcelestial Cult disciples rushed into the capital. The Nascent Soul realm powerhouses were killed one after another.
Geniuses died one after another and an indescribable massacre appeared.
Immediately afterwards, a beam of scorching white light shone.
At this moment, everyone snapped back to their senses.
"Don't kill me, don't kill me."
"I surrender, I surrender."
"Please, don't kill me."
The sounds of begging for mercy filled the air.
When many cultivators snapped back to their senses, they couldn't help but voice out their truest thoughts.
However, at this moment …
Clang!
A crisp and long bell rang out.
At this moment, the entire capital of Wei Nation fell silent.
Everyone's emotions were calmed down.
Subsequently, a voice sounded.
"The illusory array assessment of the Ten Nations Grand Tournament has ended."
"All participants, hurry up and come."
As the voice sounded …
Everyone came to a sudden realization.
They were astonished.
No one could have imagined it.
'This is actually an illusory array? '
Yes, no one could have imagined it.
Everything that happened previously …
They were all illusory arrays.
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