The Sword Saint, Gu Dongliu, Zhuge Mingyue, Ye Wuchen, and many others descended beside Ye Futian.
Seeing Ye Futian, Hua Fengliu, and the others, there were tears in the corners of their eyes.
Ye Wuchen looked up at the cultivators of the six holy lands who were retreating in the sky. Tears rolled down his cheeks. He had met Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu in the Cangye Kingdom of the Hundred Lands, and they had been together since then.
Now, those people had not all been killed.
Liu Chenyu came to Ye Wuchen's side and held his hand, also crying sadly.
Yi Qingxuan and Loulan Xue also came, both sad.
The Palace Lords of the Holy Zhi Palace came one after another, all covered in blood. At this time, Sage Wanxiang came not far from Ye Futian and bowed, saying, "Palace Lord, the Lady's divine will has not dissipated and has left. Perhaps there is still a chance of survival."
Ye Futian looked up with difficulty. They had already come this far. Was there really a chance?
Sage Wanxiang saw that Ye Futian was unmoved. He stretched out his hands and then knelt forward, bowing to the sky and saying, "God bless the Lady."
He had made a divination before the battle, but he had not been able to divine anything, and his mind had been injured. The heavenly secrets contained in the divination were beyond his ability, and he was not qualified to divine it. The emperor's will had appeared, the empress' divine will had descended, and Emperor Xia's order had been issued. There was no way he could divine it.
Hearing Sage Wanxiang's voice, countless people of the Holy Zhi Palace looked up into the sky. Then, the Sword Demon, Sage Daozang, and the other Palace Lords all knelt and shouted, "God bless the Lady."
Voices rang out. Countless people of the Holy Zhi Palace knelt down and bowed in the direction where Hua Jieyu had disappeared. At this moment, a voice rang out between heaven and earth.
"God bless the Lady."
In the sky, Xia Qingyuan, Saint Xia, Saint Li, Saint Jiang, and the Moon Saint saw this scene and could not calm down for a long time.
In the past, to the Holy Zhi Palace, Ye Futian was the Palace Lord, the future, and the faith.
After today's battle, Ye Futian was the Palace Lord.
Even the Glass Saint, who had a great grudge against Ye Futian, was greatly disturbed. She had thought of killing Ye Futian with her own hands, but now, could she still do it?
Everyone had their own life. When she was young, she had fantasized about being like Hua Jieyu, finding someone she truly loved and dedicating everything to. However, she had experienced the darkest part of her life, which led to the Glass Saint of today.
After this battle, what kind of Ye Futian would he become?
The wind blew, and her clothes and hair billowed. She took a look at the sky above the battlefield. Emperor Xia had given his orders, and all the holy lands had retreated. Despite their desire to kill Ye Futian, they were unable to do so in the end. Zhisheng Cliffs was destroyed, and the cultivators from the Hall of Holy Light who had come were almost all killed. The Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty also suffered heavy losses. More than half of the people from the three holy lands of the Endless Ocean died, and all of their top figures were killed.
Of course, many from the Holy Zhi Palace had also fallen in this battle. Even the Palace Lord's wife, Hua Jieyu, had died in battle.
As such, the Holy Zhi Palace did not celebrate their victory in the Sacred War. Instead, they were drowning in sorrow.
In this battle, rivers of blood flowed in the Holy Zhi Palace.
"Let's go," said the Glass Saint. She led the cultivators of the Lapis Lazuli Holy Temple away. They had thought that the saints would fight, but Xia Qingyuan's arrival interrupted everything and did not give the saints a chance to fight.
Since everything that happened today had attracted the attention of Emperor Xia, he would definitely investigate it personally. Just as Emperor Xia had said, before the order arrived, the holy lands were not allowed to act rashly, and there would probably be a period of peace.
It was just that they did not know how long it would take for Emperor Xia to investigate this matter.
All the cultivators left one after another.
Saint Xia left, Saint Li left, Moon Saint left, and the people of the Vajra Region also left.
Saint Jiang announced that he had joined the Holy Zhi Palace and would cultivate in the Holy Zhi Palace from now on.
The Holy Zhi Palace of the Barren State had another saint, and it was a saint ranked twelfth on the Saint Ranking.
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Half a month later, the Nine States were shaken. The news of the battle of the Holy Zhi Palace spread throughout the Nine States, and many people were shocked.
Rumor had it that Saint Zhi was dead, and Zhisheng Cliffs was controlled by Emperor Xia. No cultivator was allowed to step out of Zhisheng Cliffs. No one knew what had happened, or why Emperor Xia had taken control of Zhisheng Cliffs.
In this battle, the seven holy lands besieged the Holy Zhi Palace, but they did not take it down. It was said that the Holy Zhi Palace was bleeding like a river, and there were countless casualties.
But what made people tremble was that no one knew which cultivators had died, and the news was blocked.
The world only knew the result of the battle, but did not know the process of the battle. It was said that Emperor Xia had ordered all the holy lands to return and were not allowed to go out. They were controlled by the cultivators sent by Emperor Xia to guard the holy lands.
No one knew the reason, and those who knew the inside story did not dare to say anything. Even Saint Xia returned to his clan, and Saint Li returned to the Nine State College. They did not say anything about the battle.
This made the hearts of the people of the Nine States tremble.
What had happened in this battle?
The people of the Nine States all wanted to know the inside story of this battle.
In the Holy Zhi Palace, in the Holy Sage Pavilion, Ye Futian woke up from his coma and saw many cultivators when he opened his eyes.
Second Sister, Little Butterfly, Phoenix, Loulan Xue, and Ling 'er were all by his side. Knowing that he had woken up, many people came in from outside. Eldest Brother, Third Brother, Ye Wuchen, Huang Jiuge, and so on, familiar faces appeared.
Master Douzhan had also returned.
Ye Futian naturally knew that they were worried about him, but at this time, his heart still hurt. He asked, "How are Yusheng and Yaya?"
"Yusheng's injuries are not light, but Saint Jiang is here, so he will be fine. Yaya is in seclusion." Zhuge Mingyue said, "Futian, take care of your body."
"Are Xia Qingyuan and the people of Emperor Xia still there?" Ye Futian asked.
Zhuge Mingyue nodded lightly.
Ye Futian smiled bitterly. Many people might not understand why he did not release the will of the emperor earlier, but in fact, when he was facing the nine cultivators, he released the will of the emperor, and Jieyu was still helping him cover it up. It was not until Saint Zhi made a move that she could no longer hide it.
Because only he and Jieyu knew what kind of secrets were involved in the will of the emperor.
Back then, Donghuang the Great had sent people to Qingzhou City to destroy the statue and kill the Snow Ape Emperor.
When he released the will of the emperor, he basically died.
If he died, the Holy Zhi Palace would also be destroyed.
Now, the people of the Holy Zhi Palace hoped that he would recover, but they did not know that Emperor Xia was probably already investigating this matter, and he would not be able to escape this disaster.
As the master of the Lower Worlds, Ye Futian did not believe that Emperor Xia did not know that Donghuang had sent people here twice. However, at that time, Ye Futian was an insignificant person, and those high and mighty people did not even bother to look at him, so naturally they would not care about him. For example, when they took away Mr. Du, who would care about the disciples of the Cottage and the people of the College?
Some of the nobles and even lower Arcana Plane were just some nobles.
But now it was different. Looking at the Nine States, who could say that Ye Futian was insignificant?
Moreover, he released the will of the emperor in front of everyone, and it would be difficult for Emperor Xia not to notice. He would probably investigate him thoroughly.
The Nine States was Emperor Xia's territory, and if Emperor Xia wanted to investigate him, he could find out anything.
He was born in Qingzhou City and had been in the Cottage. Even if there was no evidence, Emperor Xia would still be able to speculate some things.
"I'm going to take a walk." Ye Futian got up and walked out. Everyone looked at him, and only heard Gu Dongliu whisper, "Let the little brother calm down."
Everyone nodded and did not follow. They could all understand Ye Futian's feelings at the moment.
Ye Futian was wearing thin clothes and walked in the Holy Sage Pavilion. The wind blew on him, and he actually felt a bit cold.
In front of him, two figures walked toward him. It was the Village Chief and Yaya.
Perhaps, she could no longer be called Yaya.
Ye Futian looked at the transformed girl. She no longer had a ponytail, and her eyes were not as clear as before. Although she had become beautiful, Ye Futian seemed to prefer the simple girl from before.
The girl also looked at Ye Futian. Her eyes were slightly disturbed, and her lips moved slightly as if she wanted to say something, but she did not say anything.
Ye Futian looked at her and suddenly laughed. She was about to die, so why did she care about the so-called identity of the secular world?
No matter whether she was the famous Sword Saint of the Void or not, she was still Yaya.
Ye Futian walked forward and reached out to touch the girl's head. She tilted her head slightly, and Ye Futian's hand stopped for a moment. Then he put his hand on her head again and said, "Call me brother."
The girl's eyes became sharp for a moment, but then softened. Her eyes seemed to be struggling, and her lips moved slightly as if she could not help but call out, "Brother."
Her voice was so soft that it was almost inaudible.
Ye Futian heard this soft voice, and suddenly his eyes turned red. Even his hands were trembling slightly.
Was Yaya still there?
He reached out and held the girl's cheeks, then stepped forward and held her in his arms.
The girl's body stiffened, but there was a warmth in her body. This was the emotional instinct brought about by nearly 20 years of life. It had penetrated deep into her soul, and it was not something that could be changed easily.
She was the Sword Saint of the Void, but she was also Yaya. She probably could not get rid of it.
Her body gradually softened, and she let Ye Futian hold her.
Behind her, the Village Chief saw this scene with a strange expression.
This was the first time someone dared to hold her.
Moreover, she did not resist?
He naturally knew that with her current strength, although she was far from her peak in the past, it would be easy for her to kill Ye Futian.
Ye Futian let go of her and looked at Yaya with a smile. Seeing that Yaya was still there in his despair, one could imagine how he felt at the moment.
"Village Chief, I have a favor to ask of you," Ye Futian looked at the Village Chief and said.
"Yes." The Village Chief nodded.
"If I die, I will have to trouble you to protect the Holy Zhi Palace for a few years. I will let my master take over the Holy Zhi Palace. If nothing happens in his life, he will take over the position of Palace Lord in the future," Ye Futian said to the Village Chief as if he was making arrangements for his death.
There were too many people in the Holy Zhi Palace that he was worried about. If he died, everything would fall apart. Where would his brothers and sisters, Wuchen, and the others go?
The Village Chief looked at the girl in front of Ye Futian. She looked at Ye Futian and said, "Okay."
Ye Futian glanced at her, smiled, and stroked her cheek. "Good girl …" he said.
As he said this, he walked away. He naturally understood that Yaya was still Yaya, but also not just Yaya.
When the Village Chief heard this, he was a little confused. He looked at the girl in front of him timidly.
The girl turned around and glanced at the Village Chief. The Village Chief immediately lowered his head. He saw nothing!
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