Ye Futian ignored the army and charged right into it.
Yu Sheng and the others followed closely behind him. At that moment, Yu Sheng's body was like that of a demon god, burly and tall, and he opened a bloody path with a swing of his ax.
Both he and Ye Futian had unparalleled physical bodies, allowing them to ignore the powerful attacks of their opponents, which was why they dared to charge right into the army.
Behind them, the Sword Saint, Gu Dongliu, Ye Wuchen, Huang Jiuge, Qin Zhuang, and the others all made their moves and opened a path.
In the army, Li Yao and Yuan Jin glanced at the battlefield. They were surrounded in front and behind, and both Ye Futian and Xia Qingyuan on the other side were extremely powerful.
After Ye Futian defeated Kong Xuan, they knew that Ye Futian was at the same level as Xia Qingyuan, almost invincible below Saint Plane.
To kill them, they would probably have to use Saint-level power.
"Heavenly Stem, protect His Highness." Yuan Jin said to an army of kamikaze soldiers beside him, and suddenly a group of half-saints surrounded Li Yao. These people were all top-notch figures below Saint Plane in Dali Dynasty, and their strengths allowed them to cut down their enemies, and their weaknesses allowed them to protect their commander.
But now, they were obviously at a disadvantage, and so they naturally focused on defense.
But of course, if it was just one person defending, then they would be like a turtle in a jar, and the only thing left for them would be death.
What was the point of Ye Futian and Xia Qingyuan not cutting down the imperial flag?
He wanted to wipe out the Great Li Army and wipe them out. What a presumptuous and arrogant attitude.
"Earthly Branch," Yuan Jin said again. Yuan Jin spoke up again. Instantly, an army of 81 people gathered around him. These 81 people were all dressed in the same black robes, giving off a cold feeling.
The Heavenly Stem and Earthly Branch kamikaze soldiers were cultivated by the royal family of Dali, and they did not really need to use them much, so they were relatively less dangerous.
On the other hand, the deathsworn of the Earthly Branch were required to carry out the most dangerous missions. These people were all meticulously trained, and many of them had been trained since they were young, so that they had absolute determination and were willing to sacrifice everything for the Great Li Dynasty.
At that moment, the 81 of them were lined up in a mystical formation. Yuan Jin stood in the air behind them, his body shimmering with light. A golden pattern seemed to have appeared behind Yuan Jin, spinning in a frenzy like the pattern of the Great Path. The Eight Trigrams were carved on it, with the Five Elements and Yin and Yang circulating.
The light from the painting was extremely dazzling. It instantly enveloped the eighty-one people. It was as if there were golden threads piercing into the minds of the eighty-one people. Suddenly, the bodies of the eighty-one people lit up with brilliant light at the same time. Their entire bodies lit up, as if they were one with no distinction between them.
An extremely terrifying aura burst from the eighty-one of them. Yuan Jin stepped forward and walked into the middle of the eighty-one of them. At that moment, all eighty-one of them were guided by his spiritual will and were under his control.
At that moment, Yuan Jin's eyes turned rather demonic as he glanced at Xia Qingyuan on the battlefield.
The situation at the moment was one of certain defeat. If the other party were to cut the flag right away, the Battle of Empty Realm would have officially ended.
However, the cultivators of Emperor Xia's Realm were not satisfied with just cutting down the imperial flag. They wanted to destroy them.
Since that was the case, he would make the other party pay the price.
If they were able to take down Xia Qingyuan, then there would still be a chance.
A cold light flashed and Yuan Jin moved forward. All eighty-one people moved forward at the same time. Terrifying golden light lit up on their bodies, seemingly endless, piercing the army of Emperor Xia's Realm like golden needles.
"Be careful." Xia Qingyuan looked up and took a look at where Yuan Jin was. She sensed intense danger from there.
Sharp whooshing sounds were heard. Dazzling golden light lit up between heaven and earth in an instant. Tens of thousands of threads turned into an invisible net, moving at extreme speed.
Pfftt!
A soft sound was heard from another direction. Someone's body was pierced right away, be it between the eyebrows, the throat, or the chest. They were pierced everywhere.
At that moment, an extremely eerie scene was seen in that space. Yuan Jin's hands seemed to be pulling on endless threads. All eighty-one semi-saints were like puppets on strings in his hands. Not only that, but the cultivators who were pierced by the golden threads were the same. Intense fear was seen in their eyes.
Dazzling golden light of destruction burst. Blood dyed the air red in an instant. All the cultivators who were pierced had their bodies torn apart by the endless threads.
If Ye Futian were to look at the battlefield, he would have been able to see that the powers Yuan Jin used were similar to those of the nine mighty ones who appeared in the Sacred War of the Nine States back then. When those nine mighty ones joined forces, their powers were extremely overpowering, and Yuan Jin was even forced to call upon the will of the emperor.
However, the means Yuan Jin used at that moment were far more powerful than those nine back then. It was as if they were not on the same level.
Yuan Jin's hands were still trembling. Countless golden threads shot out from the sky, heading for the army before him.
"Stop his attack!" A loud voice was heard. In that instant, all the mighty ones on the battlefield noticed the danger Yuan Jin was in. One of the armies released their defensive powers, laying a dazzling defensive screen of light. However, the endless threads were like needles, so fine that they were able to penetrate all gaps, burrowing right into the defensive screen of light.
The endless threads pierced inside and turned into a net. Yuan Jin pulled with both hands and the screen of light shattered. The threads continued to move forward, and countless mighty ones perished under the threads in an instant.
"Might of the Divine Path." Everyone was able to sense saintly might from those extremely fine threads. 81 mighty ones moved forward at the same time, charging right into the army at breakneck speed. They were heading straight for Xia Qingyuan, who was near invincible on the battlefield.
"Protect the princess," Tian Ji said loudly.
The imperial advisor of Dali was versed in all sorts of mystical arts, including some of the most sinister ones. That Yuan Jin must have been a student of the imperial advisor. The imperial advisor of Dali Dynasty would have sent one of his students to participate in every Battle of Empty Realm, either as the main combatant or behind the scenes.
Blood rained on the battlefield. At that moment, a mighty aura burst and was terrifying.
The mighty ones of Divine Cloud Valley got into formation. Gongsun Zhong released the Divine Armoring Cauldron and burst with the power to refine heaven and earth, refining the great path of heaven and earth. He moved forward and a terrifying spear appeared in his hand. He cut through the air like a bolt of lightning, thrusting forward. The sky seemed to have been pierced by a beam of light in an instant, heading for Yuan Jin and the others.
Seeing Gongsun Zhong make his move, the other mighty ones of the army around him unleashed their attacks as well. Everyone on the battlefield was a battle-hardened mighty one, and there was no way they would have let such an opportunity slip by.
Yuan Jin's face was emotionless. The golden pattern behind him looked like a pattern of the great path. Boundless light shrouded the air. In that instant, 81 mighty ones in the battle matrix that he was in unleashed overwhelming might of the great path at the same time, blasting their palms forward at the same time.
Every single one of them blasted a pattern of the great path.
The patterns locked down the space and spun in a frenzy. The 81 patterns seemed to have turned into a complete whole, resonating with the great path like a divine shield.
"Shocking God." Gongsun Zhong's spear fell, and the shadow of the spear reached hundreds of meters, piercing through the sky and blasting on the pattern. The pattern shook, and rounds of light screens blasted at the 81 mighty ones within the pattern. Devastating light coursed about their bodies as if they had been attacked by the spear at the same time.
Not only that, but other attacks rained down at the same time and blasted on the pattern, yet none of them were able to destroy it.
Threads lashed out from the pattern, climbing onto the spear in Gongsun Zhong's hand in a frenzy, drowning it in an instant and continuing to pierce his body.
"Boom!" A power capable of devouring everything burst. The Heavenly Armoring Cauldron rushed forward, intending to refine the endless threads.
One silhouette after another rushed out, and the 81 cultivators surrounded Gongsun Zhong in an instant. The golden patterns on their bodies swallowed and spat out destructive light, shooting towards Gongsun Zhong at the same time.
Gongsun Zhong glanced around and saw endless golden threads shooting through the air. The power of the Heavenly Armoring Cauldron was fully unleashed, and the light pulsing from the cauldron refined many of the threads right away. However, there were still many that made it through and headed for him.
The spear in Gongsun Zhong's hand danced, and endless shadows of the spear appeared in the space around him. Attacks rained down, making ear-piercing sounds.
At the same time, Xuanyuan Ao and many other mighty ones from Emperor Xia's Realm burst with their attacks. The Xuanyuan Sword Spirit lashed out and blasted on one of the 81. An explosion was heard in an instant, and the defense crumbled. That person's body seemed to have been shattered.
Gu Mu, Xiao Sheng, and the others came at the same time, launching attacks. One figure after another was blasted until they spat blood, and a number of mighty ones in the battle matrix were quickly injured. The army of Emperor Xia's Realm surrounded the battle matrix where Yuan Jin was.
"Xia Qingyuan, how about we end this battle here?" Yuan Jin's eyes pierced through the air and looked at Xia Qingyuan behind him.
After the battle, he felt that it would be too difficult to take down Xia Qingyuan. The army of Emperor Xia's Realm would not have given him a chance to hurt her.
Xia Qingyuan looked at the battlefield where Ye Futian was. She did not contribute much in the Battle of Empty Realm. In truth, most people in Emperor Xia's City were like her. The one who planned the battle for Emperor Xia's Realm to win the Battle of Empty Realm was Ye Futian.
As such, no matter what Ye Futian wanted to do, she had to cooperate.
"Kill." Xia Qingyuan spat coldly, refusing to stop the battle.
Yuan Jin was expressionless when he heard what she said. The cold wind on the battlefield blew on him, making his robe and black hair billow.
"Fight for Dali," Yuan Jin uttered in an extremely solemn tone.
"Fight for Dali." The eyes of the 81 mighty ones from the Army of Earth were extremely resolute, as if they were all under Yuan Jin's control.
At that moment, the pattern behind Yuan Jin became even more dazzling. The aura of the 81 mighty ones in the battle matrix surged into his body in a frenzy. Countless golden threads shot through the air and pierced into his body. Terrifying power was injected into Yuan Jin's body.
A divine might emanated from Yuan Jin's body. The sky changed color. That was the light of catastrophe of the divine path.
Yuan Jin looked up at the sky, his hair dancing wildly. He said, "Borrow the way to fight."
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