In the capital of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty in the Eastern State, after Ye Futian and the others had left, countless people looked at the palace that had been destroyed in the golden flames and were speechless.
"The Great Zhou Dynasty has been destroyed." A voice was heard, making the hearts of countless people around them skip a beat.
The Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty, one of the three holy lands of the Eastern State, had been destroyed just like that.
Moreover, only a small number of people had come to destroy the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty.
The Great Zhou Sacred King and Zhou Yanwang had both died in battle.
"Where are the others from the Holy Zhi Palace?" Someone whispered. After the battle more than a year ago, Saint Jiang had announced that he would enter the Holy Zhi Palace to cultivate. In addition, the Holy Zhi Palace also had Douzhan to enter the Saint Plane. The destruction of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty was a major event, but the two saints had not come. What did this mean?
Not only that, but the army of sages had also not come.
They instantly thought of a possibility. Xihua Sacred Mountain, another holy land in the Eastern State.
If the Holy Zhi Palace wanted revenge, then they must have chosen two holy lands in the Eastern State. This way, they could coordinate with each other, and after the battle, they could go to the other battlefield as quickly as possible.
Their guess was not wrong.
At this time, in Huatian City, where Xihua Sacred Mountain was located, countless people gathered at the foot of Xihua Sacred Mountain, looking at it in shock.
Outside Xihua Sacred Mountain, the army had arrived, and an extremely violent pressure swept through Xihua Sacred Mountain.
The void was surrounded by a terrifying lineup, surrounding the entire sacred mountain, and every direction was guarded by cultivators.
In the air above the 3,000 steps of Xihua Sacred Mountain, Saint Jiang and Douzhan stood there, but they did not give the order to attack. They were waiting for the battle on the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty's side to end.
This time, they had divided their forces into two groups to intercept both holy lands at the same time, but they did not have to attack immediately. They believed that Ye Futian could deal with the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty, and then come back here to meet up, so that they could directly swallow Xihua Sacred Mountain.
Of course, if Xihua Sacred Mountain attacked first, they were not afraid. Since they had surrounded the sacred mountain, they were ready to fight at any time.
Although the saints could not take down the three saints, the sages were enough to suppress them.
Beside Saint Jiang and Douzhan, the Black Wind Condor hovered there. At this moment, the Black Wind Condor let out a long cry and said, "The Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty has been destroyed. The Great Zhou Sacred King, Zhou Yanwang, has died in battle."
Saint Jiang's expression was calm and did not change much. With the Sword Saint of the Void, the Village Chief, and the Glass Saint as reinforcements, it was not surprising that such a lineup could destroy Zhou Zhiming. As for the Sage Plane lineup, he did not doubt it at all.
Ye Futian's third round of testing ended, and it was a complete and thorough one. He was invincible below the Saint Plane. No one in the Nine States below the Saint Plane could stop him.
Douzhan's heart trembled all of a sudden. His state of mind was different from Saint Jiang's. He was born in the Barren State and was the Palace Lord of the Battle Sage Palace of the Holy Zhi Palace in the Barren State. He had been training in the Holy Zhi Palace and had experienced the expectations of the entire Holy Zhi Palace toward the Saint Plane.
And now, the Holy Zhi Palace had split their forces in two directions, encircling the two overlord forces of the Eastern State at the same time. At this moment, hearing that his disciple had led people to destroy the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty and that two saints had died in battle, one could imagine his current state of mind.
These ten years of trials and hardships were like a dream.
However, he was only in a trance for a moment. After all, he had become a saint, and his state of mind was stable, so he naturally would not be too affected.
They were not the only ones who had received the news. At this moment, at the peak of Xihua Sacred Mountain.
Three figures stood together, looking at Saint Jiang and Douzhan in the distance. Behind them was a group of mighty ones, all of whom were elites of Xihua Sacred Mountain.
Other than that, there was a beautiful woman. It was Zhou Ziyi, who had married into Xihua Sacred Mountain.
At this moment, Zhou Ziyi trembled as she came behind Saint Xihua and the others.
"Dead?" Saint Xihua's voice was cold. They were also waiting for news from the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty, but just now, he had heard very bad news from the mouth of a demonic beast. At this moment, he was just waiting for Zhou Ziyi's confirmation.
"My father has fallen," Zhou Ziyi replied. Her eyes were red as she looked at the army of the Holy Zhi Palace in the distance, and her eyes were filled with cold murderous intent.
"I must kill Ye Futian." Zhou Ziyi's voice was extremely cold. Everything was because of Ye Futian.
"You?" Saint Xihua turned his eyes and glanced at Zhou Ziyi plainly.
"Then go ahead and kill him," Saint Xihua said coldly.
Kill Ye Futian?
Everyone wanted to kill Ye Futian, but was Zhou Ziyi worthy?
Zhou Ziyi's eyes froze as she looked up at Saint Xihua. She felt that his eyes were full of indifference. His arrogant eyes were like looking at an ant, full of disdain.
She suddenly felt cold all over, and it was somewhat unfamiliar.
Although Zhou Ziyi was willful, that was because of her birth. She was not stupid.
The marriage alliance between Xihua Sacred Mountain and the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty was an alliance between the two sides. Saint Xihua had been very gentle to her, but that was in the past.
Now, her husband, Liu Zong, was dead, and her father, the Great Zhou Sacred King, had also died in battle.
Zhou Ziyi, a woman of the Sage Plane, was nothing in the eyes of Saint Xihua.
"Saint." Under the gaze of Saint Xihua, Zhou Ziyi bowed her head. Just one look made her feel oppressed, and she could not bear it.
In the past, Saint Xihua would not have looked at her like this.
"Zhou Zhiming died in battle. What a waste." Saint Xihua's voice was cold. What kind of pressure would they face now that two saints of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty had died in battle?
If the four saints of the Holy Zhi Palace and the Glass Saint were to participate, that would make five saints.
One could imagine how Saint Xihua felt at this moment in such a situation.
"Saint, my father died in battle. How could you do this?" Zhou Ziyi's eyes became redder. She looked at Saint Xihua with a somewhat cold gaze. She knew that she was nothing in front of Saint Xihua, but the death of her husband and now the death of her father had deeply affected her. There was no way she could be so rational.
Slap … A crisp sound came out, and Zhou Ziyi's body was thrown away. It was not Saint Xihua who had done it. He was still disdainful. An old man behind him flicked his sleeve and slapped Zhou Ziyi in the face.
"Zhou Ziyi, you've gone too far." The old man said indifferently, his eyes cold. Zhou Ziyi's mouth was bleeding, and her face was as white as paper. She sat on the ground, tears streaming down her face.
She naturally recognized the old man. He was an elder of Xihua Sacred Mountain. When Liu Zong was alive, he often greeted her with a smile and was polite. He would not have dared to treat her like this.
Zhou Ziyi wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth with her white sleeve and stared coldly at the old man. "If my husband and father were still alive, they would have cut off your head."
At this moment, she could not care about anything else. Her father had just died, and she had been humiliated like this. She had been slapped in the face in public. As a princess of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty, she had a noble status. One could imagine how much it had hurt her.
The old man frowned, but then he heard Saint Xihua say, "Too noisy."
"I'll take her away." The old man bowed and then walked towards Zhou Ziyi. The power of rules bloomed and oppressed Zhou Ziyi.
"How dare you touch me?" Zhou Ziyi's eyes were bloodshot and full of murderous intent.
However, why would the other party pay any attention to her? He grabbed her by the chest and walked away.
"Ah …" Zhou Ziyi felt like she was about to break down after being humiliated like that. But everyone around looked at the scene indifferently. No one spoke up for her, and there was only coldness.
Zhou Ziyi suddenly laughed. She laughed wildly and said, "Saint Xihua, I'm the wife of your direct disciple, the princess of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty. My husband is dead, and my father has just left, and you let someone humiliate me like this. You'll die a horrible death."
"You're courting death." The old man glanced at her coldly and pressed his palm down, landing on her chest. A destructive power raged inside her body. Blood kept flowing from Zhou Ziyi's mouth, but she did not care anymore.
"Do you really think that Liu Zong is interested in you? You're not worthy." The old man squatted down and whispered in Zhou Ziyi's ear. He glanced at her body and said coldly, "If not for your status as the princess of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty, you would have died many times over."
Liu Zong and the Great Zhou Sacred King were both dead, but she could not see the situation clearly and dared to talk back to Saint Xihua. She was probably living too comfortably.
"Just kill me," Zhou Ziyi said in a low voice.
"If you want to die, go die at the foot of the mountain." The old man continued to drag her away. Zhou Ziyi was like a walking corpse. Soon, she was thrown down from Xihua Sacred Mountain by the old man. She would never have dreamed that she, the princess of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty, would end up like this.
If her father was still alive, with his domineering personality, he would have come to Xihua Sacred Mountain to kill her.
Zhou Ziyi got up and tidied her clothes. She then flashed and walked out of Xihua Sacred Mountain.
In the distance, she saw the army of the Holy Zhi Palace. She walked towards them step by step.
The people of the Holy Zhi Palace watched coldly as she walked towards them. The figure at the front of the army was Yu Sheng. He guarded this direction and led an army.
Zhou Ziyi naturally recognized Yu Sheng. They had known each other since eight years ago in Chess Saint Villa.
At that time, Yu Sheng and Ye Futian appeared together in Chess Saint Villa and broke the Celestial Dragon Chess Game. However, no one cared about the two of them. At that time, Liu Zong, the disciple of the three saints of Xihua Sacred Mountain, was there.
She was the same. She did not care about Ye Futian and Yu Sheng. She only had eyes for Liu Zong.
Thinking about it now, perhaps from the beginning, she had been prejudiced and thought that Liu Zong was outstanding. She had never looked at Ye Futian and Yu Sheng seriously. Even if they were extremely outstanding, she still rejected them and would not acknowledge them.
Now, her husband, Liu Zong, had died in battle. Who in the Nine States did not know Ye Futian's name?
Although Yu Sheng did not have Ye Futian's reputation, at that moment, he stood there like a god guarding an area. His indifferent eyes were filled with boundless domineering will.
From then on, even if she didn't want to admit it, she had to admit that the group of people led by Ye Futian in the Chess Saint Villa was outstanding. They changed the structure of the Nine States, destroyed the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty, and were writing their own legend.
"Kill me," Zhou Ziyi looked at Yu Sheng and said.
Yu Sheng glanced at her coldly and did not move. He just said, "Kill her."
As Yu Sheng's voice fell, a spear shot through the air and pierced her heart.
She looked in front of her and did not even know who killed her.
Yu Sheng did not even bother to do it himself.
She smiled and felt a little sad. Her body fell and fell from the sky!
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