The imperial light rose hundreds of feet. Ye Futian held the Halberd of Time and Space in his hand and slowly rose into the air with monstrous murderous intent.
His blood-stained clothes seemed to turn golden and billowed in the wind.
Countless people on the battlefield looked in that direction. Even the cultivators of the Saint Plane felt an aura that they had to revere. Even though it was limited by Ye Futian's own power, the emperor's will that he was born with seemed to make people want to worship him and prostrate themselves before him.
He was the only one in this world.
Saint Xia's heart trembled. He had thought that even if Saint Zhi's attack did not kill Ye Futian, it would be enough to make him unable to stand.
He had lost Ye Futian, Hua Jieyu, Yu Sheng, and Yaya, these top fighters. If the Sacred War continued, it would still be a disaster for Ye Futian. After all, everyone would want to kill him. Saint Zhi had broken the balance of the Sacred War. With the intervention of saints, he could naturally stop the Sacred War from continuing.
But Ye Futian did not agree, and he stood up again as if he was burning his own life.
What level of aura was that?
Saint Xia was speechless. He had thought that he could control this Sacred War, but now he understood that the outcome of today's battle was no longer something he could decide. Emperor Xia had to make the decision himself.
Saint Zhi had acted, Hua Jieyu had borrowed the will of the Empress, the return of the Sword Saint of the Void, and Ye Futian burning the imperial light.
All of this was no longer something he could control.
Saint Li, Saint Jiang, and the others also felt their hearts beating fast. This battle had exceeded everyone's expectations.
Even Saint Ji, Saint Xihua, the Great Zhou Sacred King, and the saints of the Endless Ocean had not expected this.
No one had thought that this battle would be so fierce. No one had thought that Saint Zhi would still fail even when he had personally traded his life for Ye Futian's.
No one knew what would happen next.
"He is at the end of his rope. Kill him." Saint Ji stared at Ye Futian. His murderous intent towards Ye Futian had risen to another level. He was too dangerous.
Since he did not agree to end things here, then he would die.
Of course, he knew that Ye Futian had suffered great damage and was now burning his own strength to fight.
He did not care what secrets Ye Futian had, but now he just wanted Ye Futian to die here.
If Ye Futian did not die, it would be a disaster for the Hall of Holy Light.
"Kill him." Saint North Sea said coldly as well. The battlefield that had calmed down suddenly became restless again. Countless mighty ones surged towards Ye Futian. It was apparent that they had the same idea as Saint Ji.
Today, Ye Futian's wife, Hua Jieyu, had died in the Sacred War. If Ye Futian were to survive this Sacred War, which of the seven holy lands participating in this Sacred War would be able to remain unscathed?
It was already a fight to the death, so the only way was to keep Ye Futian alive today at all costs.
In other words, there were no longer seven Holy Lands, but six.
With the fall of Saint Zhi and Kong Yao, Zhisheng Cliffs would become history and be reduced to dust.
From then on, there would be no more Wuzhi Holy Cliff in the Nine States.
The army came towards Ye Futian. The Sword Saint, Qin Zhuang, and the others all came to Ye Futian's side.
"Take care of Yusheng and Jiuge." Ye Futian said. Then, his dazzling body shot up into the sky, turning into a bolt of lightning and heading in a certain direction.
There were three people who wanted to leave the battlefield. They were the three of the nine cultivators from Emperor Li's Realm who were still alive.
When they saw Ye Futian coming, they turned around and lashed out with the divine implements in their hands. Thousands of golden threads sliced towards Ye Futian.
A beam of light pierced through the air. With a squelch, the head of one of the cultivators disappeared under that beam of light.
The other two saw the scene and their hearts trembled violently. They quickly retreated and ran for their lives.
A shocking spiritual power attack blasted towards them. Their heads felt like they were about to explode. It was as if they were unable to think, and they had no chance to think. The Halberd of Time and Space pierced through their heads and killed them right there and then.
"Boom!" Above the sky, the cultivators gathered in battle matrixes to attack. Ye Futian looked up and saw an unstoppable force being born in the vast sky. The space froze.
Ye Futian stepped forward, and the Halberd of Time and Space pulsed with unparalleled brilliance. The will of the emperor was integrated into the Halberd of Time and Space, activating even greater power.
He raised his arm and the Halberd of Time and Space pierced out. His body turned into an incomparably dazzling light. The light of endless particles exploded, and the void in front of Ye Futian seemed to be on the verge of shattering. Wherever it passed, the bodies of the cultivators were torn to pieces. The beam of light pierced through them. Blood rained down from the sky, and countless bodies fell from the sky.
Under the halberd, all were killed.
Seeing the blood rain in that space, the hearts of countless trembled. Was he at the end of his tether?
But at this moment, who could stop Ye Futian?
Those who wanted to charge forward could only tremble with fear.
"What are you still looking at? Don't you know how to kill?" Saint Xia shouted at the battlefield below. It seemed that he was talking to the cultivators of the Holy Zhi Palace.
Everyone came to their senses. Looking at Ye Futian's crazy figure, they were all burning with monstrous killing intent.
"Kill."
"Kill …" Shouts shook the heavens and the earth, and all the cultivators of the Holy Zhi Palace began fighting again.
And the cultivators of the six holy lands felt their hearts turn cold. Was Saint Xia making his stance clear?
The Golden Ape stepped into the sky, and Yuan Hong slashed down with the Infinite Ruler, sweeping away everything in its path.
Gu Dongliu was surrounded by the nine characters, and the endless nine characters attacked in a frenzy.
Ye Wuchen's Life Spirit floated in the air, and Renhuang Sword Will bloomed faintly, bringing with it the might of the battle matrix. Cultivators fell in front of him.
At this moment, they only had one thought, and that was to kill all the cultivators of the six holy lands.
Saint Xia, Saint Li, Saint Jiang, and the Moon Saint all stood in the void, guarding where Ye Futian was. They had to be wary of what had happened before.
"I will report what happened before to Emperor Xia. If you participate in the matter of Saint Zhi, Emperor Xia will judge," Saint Xia said plainly.
"What does it have to do with me that Saint Zhi took action? I only stopped Saint Xia when he suddenly walked to the battlefield, "Saint Ji said coldly.
"You explain to Emperor Xia," Saint Xia said coldly without looking at him.
Saint Ji's expression was ugly. He looked down and saw Ye Futian carrying the light of the emperor as he slaughtered his way towards the cultivators of the Hall of Holy Light.
"He won't be able to hold out for long. Long-range attacks, "Saint Ji said coldly. Many cultivators of the Hall of Holy Light appeared before Ye Futian, and the sword will of light lashed out in a frenzy.
Ye Futian seemed to be unable to see it. He rushed in with the light of the emperor, and all the attacks were shattered into nothingness when they got close to him. The Halberd of Time and Space swept out, and another rain of blood sprayed. No one was able to stop it.
"Ji Ya, watch out!" Saint Ji shouted at Ji Ya, who was fighting with Tianxin below.
Ji Ya turned his eyes and saw Ye Futian charging towards him. There was a loud noise, and his body separated from Monk Tianxin. Seeing Ye Futian coming, his body burst with the brightest holy light and shot straight at Ye Futian. His body seemed to be burning as well, and he turned into a beam of light.
A beam of golden light and a beam of pure white light. The two beams of light met in an instant, and then separated.
Ye Futian and Ji Ya had their backs to each other. On Ye Futian's body, the light of the emperor was still dazzling, while the light on Ji Ya's body continued to fade. Blood flowed from his mouth, and his body gradually cracked.
"No …" With a loud roar, Ji Ya's body shattered and turned into nothingness.
Ji Ya, the cultivator who ranked second on the Sage and Saint Ranking, was dead.
Who else could he not kill?
Many cultivators of the Hall of Holy Light surrounded him. Seeing the dazzling light of the emperor on Ye Futian's body, they did not dare to come forward, and they forgot to attack.
Now, in the Nine States, below the Saint Plane, Ye Futian was probably truly invincible. No matter who stood in his way, he would have destroyed them all with one strike of the halberd.
Ye Futian coughed, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. Naturally, he had not been injured by Ji Ya, but he himself had been seriously injured. If it had not been for the burning of the will of the emperor, that blow from Saint Zhi would have been enough to take his life. He was only able to stand up after burning the power in his body in a frenzy.
Seeing this scene, the cultivators of the Hall of Holy Light suddenly became restless, and a powerful aura swept out. Ye Futian glanced indifferently at the crowd and put away the Halberd of Time and Space. He sat cross-legged in the void, and a Guqin Spirit appeared in front of him.
His fingers fell on the strings, and as the first note danced, tears appeared at the corner of his eyes.
He thought of the scene when he first learned the guqin. At that time, in front of the hut in Qingzhou Academy, his teacher Hua Fengliu taught him how to play the guqin, and that fox liked to beat him up.
He still remembered that when they first met, they held hands by the lakeside of Qingzhou, and the two of them confirmed their relationship. He sent Jieyu home and stayed the night, but was chased out of the room by Jieyu, so he sat outside the house and played for the night.
He still remembered that in Donghai Academy, the grandmaster taught him how to play the guqin, and he played, and Jieyu lay on his lap for the night.
The past was still vivid in his mind, and the guqin accompanied the two of them as they met and fell in love.
He was still here, and the guqin was still there. Where did she go?
The sound of the guqin came out, and the Song of the Floating World was driven by the will of the emperor, which was the true Song of the Emperor.
In the sound of the guqin, there was infinite emotion, endless sorrow, and endless murderous intent.
The cultivators of the Hall of Holy Light launched an attack, but a terrible storm of the guqin appeared around Ye Futian's body, and all the rules of the laws dissipated, turning into ashes under the sound of the guqin.
The sound of the guqin became more and more sonorous, resounding throughout the vast battlefield. The cultivators of the Hall of Holy Light who surrounded Ye Futian only felt that their spiritual will was not under their control, and even the flow of Spiritual Qi around them was not under their control. Space-freezing rule power was born, and their bodies seemed to be under absolute confinement.
Ye Futian's right hand swept across the strings of the guqin, and a sonorous sound came out. The sound of the guqin directly drilled into the eardrums of the surrounding cultivators, turning into unparalleled killing power, tearing apart their spiritual will.
Boom! A cultivator's face turned pale in an instant, and he stopped thinking. The sound of the guqin descended, and his will was erased, and his body fell from the sky.
The storm of the guqin became more and more terrifying. With Ye Futian at the center, many cultivators of the Hall of Holy Light trembled and kept falling, wiped out by the invisible sound of the guqin.
His blood-stained body sat in the air, and the sound of the guqin was long, penetrating space and time. Even the saints were in a trance at that moment, as if they were witnessing the legend of an emperor!
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