The mighty ones of the Nine States fled through the air.
In the vast Emperor Xia's Realm, there were countless cultivators, numbering in the hundreds of millions.
However, how many of them had reached the pinnacle of Saint Plane and reached the Nirvana Plane?
The Sword Saint of the Void had been one before his fall, but at that moment, that demon was a true Nirvana Saint. Other than Yaya, who had been at the Nirvana Plane, who could stop him?
Even Yaya would not be able to stop him for long.
The vast Xuanji Mountain seemed to have turned into a mountain of swords at that moment, covered in sword will. The endless swords in the sky turned into the Sword Diagram of the Void, swallowing and spitting out endless light. The sword aura covered hundreds of miles, and there was sword light that could destroy the sky flowing against the flow. However, there seemed to be a supreme demon there, with a domineering face. It was Cao Kong, the giant of the demonic path of Dali.
The sword turned into a river of stars, shooting up into the sky. At that moment, Yaya seemed to have returned to her peak.
Even her whole body seemed to have disappeared, turning into a sword.
There was only the Chaotic Sky Sword Matrix between heaven and earth.
The Village Chief looked back, and his heart was in turmoil. He did not know how the Lady would fare in this battle.
She was forcibly activating the Sword Matrix of the Void at its peak. If the Sword Saint of the Void did not return to his peak, how could he fight a Nirvana Saint?
The entire Xuanji Mountain collapsed and was about to be reduced to ruins. The scene was simply shocking.
Ye Futian and the others fled through the ruins and dust. Many cultivators of the Saint Plane chased after them. All of them were as fast as lightning, and they quickly circled around Ye Futian and the others. They were prepared to completely seal off their escape routes.
"Let's go." Saint Xia made a prompt decision. His figure flickered as he headed to the left, while Saint Li headed to the right.
The two of them were at the second level of Saint Plane, and they were able to fight. The ones on the left and right fought with them, and as for those behind them, they did not care about their existence at all and continued to chase after Ye Futian.
Three of them had extremely strong auras, and they were at the third level of Saint Plane.
Because of the battle in the Empty Realm, both Dali Dynasty and Emperor Xia's Realm had sent many cultivators to the Empty Realm. Emperor Xia's Realm had won, so they continued to send more people to control the Empty Realm. Emperor Li's Realm, as the losing side, had sent many cultivators away.
In reality, in the current Empty Realm, the power of Emperor Li's Realm was obviously inferior to that of Emperor Xia's Realm. The number of people that Li Yao could mobilize was also limited. Otherwise, there would have been no need for him to use stratagems to transfer away the people that Xia Qingyuan had arranged to protect Ye Futian. He had even spent a great deal of money to invite many of the saints in the Empty Realm to put on a show with him, which had deterred Xia Qingyuan and the others for a while.
It was worth noting that in order to intimidate the Sacred General of Tian, he had even invited a very powerful figure to come forward. Even if it was just a formality, the price paid was still huge. Naturally, he could not return empty-handed. He focused all his power here and had to kill Ye Futian.
"Where are you going?" A cold voice rang out. An incomparably tyrannical demonic figure stretched out his palm, exuding a monstrous demonic might. Since the leader of the demonic clan, Cao Kong, was here in person, there would naturally be other top figures following him.
The one who made a move was a Demon Saint of the third level of Saint Plane.
As he stretched out his palm, the aura of heaven and earth flowed against the center of his palm in an instant. Ye Futian and the others felt as if their bodies were being pushed back, and they were unable to move forward.
The Village Chief wanted to traverse the void and move forward, but that terrible devouring power had the power of the Great Path of Devouring, and the airflow in the space was also flowing in reverse. The gap between the planes could not be made up for at all.
They had no time to play with Ye Futian and the others. With Li Yao's plan, they only had a little time to kill Ye Futian and Yu Sheng. Otherwise, once Xia Qingyuan had reacted, they would have been able to rush over at great speed.
Both sides were fighting for the time difference.
It was worth noting that it was only after Li Yao appeared that the people of the Xiao clan were able to rush over here to inform them. When the cultivators of the Xiao clan were on their way, Xia Qingyuan might have noticed that something was wrong, and she would have rushed over here as well.
Therefore, as soon as the cultivators that Xia Qingyuan had sent to protect Ye Futian left, they immediately attacked, not giving the other party a chance to breathe.
A terrifying sealing spell rained down behind Ye Futian and the others in a frenzy, intending to seal the Great Path of Devouring.
However, the Moon Saint's plane was no match for the other party. A flash of the sword streaked through the void, and with a rumble, the seal that the Moon Saint laid was shattered. There were saints who went for the Moon Saint, and the three saints of the third level of Saint Plane did not even bother with him.
Even those at the second level of Saint Plane were insignificant in their eyes, and they were not as important as Ye Futian alone.
The people they wanted to kill this time were mainly Ye Futian and Yu Sheng. It did not matter whether the others were killed or not.
While the Moon Saint was pushed back, he still bought Ye Futian and the others some time, and they continued to flee.
However, that short amount of time seemed insignificant in the context of the chase, and it could even have been said to be meaningless.
They were unable to escape at all.
"Seniors, please go and stop the saints on both sides." At that moment, a voice sounded in the ears of the saints of the Holy Zhi Palace of the Barren State. Their pupils contracted slightly, but they did as they were told.
At that moment, among the cultivators who were chasing them, there were three top-notch figures at the front, the third level of the Holy Capital, and they were no match for them at all. To the left and right, there was a group of saints, all of whom were at the first level of Saint Plane, and a few at the second level.
Before, Saint Xia, Saint Li, and the Moon Saint had also held back many cultivators.
Boom. Douzhan took the lead and walked forward. Even though there were people who spoke, he still did not have much hope.
The existence of the third level of Saint Plane was enough to make them despair, and there was no way they could fight back.
If the few top-notch figures that Xia Qingyuan had sent to Ye Futian's side were there, they might have been able to fight and stop the enemies. However, they had been sent to rescue Xia Qingyuan, and they seemed to be in despair.
Sacred battles broke out on both sides. Douzhan, Zhuge Qingfeng, and the others had not been saints for long, and they were saints from the Lower Worlds, so there was no way they could fight back. However, at that moment, they could only fight to the death.
But what was truly cruel was that even if it was a fight to the death, they could not see any hope.
Only the Glass Saint and the Village Chief were left before Ye Futian and the others. How were they going to stop the cultivators of the other side?
At that moment, brilliant light burst from the Glass Saint's body, and she lashed out with the sword in her hand. The cold and merciless sword cut through all the bindings of the Great Path. The Way of Devouring that enveloped Ye Futian and the others seemed to have been cut open, but it did not have much effect on the other side, and they were about to be taken down.
"You guys go first." At this moment, a figure suddenly turned around and stood in front of the three top Saint Stage powerhouses.
When Ye Futian and the others saw that figure, they were all shocked.
"Wuchen, what are you doing?" Ye Futian shouted.
Ye Wuchen was only at the pinnacle of Sage Plane, and he was going to stop someone at the third level of Saint Plane?
That was basically asking for death, like a mantis trying to stop a chariot.
The other party slammed down with a palm print, and he would have been crushed.
Even the three top figures of the Saint Plane were dumbfounded. The demonic clan's third level Saint Plane reached out with his palm. Terrifying demonic might surrounded him, swallowing Ye Wuchen's body right into his palm.
Ye Wuchen was unable to resist at all, and he was swallowed up like a beam of light. It seemed that one thought from the other party would have been enough to make him fall into an abyss, unable to get out.
"Wuchen." Ye Futian found it difficult to move forward, and he turned around to look at the figure rushing out, feeling only despair.
If it had been the first level of Saint Plane, they would have been able to try and fight, but at this level, they were too powerless.
They were not at the same level. Before the other party, they were no different from ants, and could be easily crushed to death.
However, Ye Wuchen turned around and blocked the way.
Before a top-notch figure at the third level of Saint Plane, Ye Wuchen seemed so insignificant, and he was swallowed up into the vortex in the other's palm. Even so, the other party did not stop moving forward.
A Sage was no different from an ant to them, and naturally would not have been able to affect their progress.
It seemed that Ye Futian was about to be swallowed up by the vortex, but at that moment, towering sword will suddenly burst from his body, and that sword will did not seem to belong to him at all.
Within the vortex, boundless sword will burst from his body in an instant, heading towards the vortex.
At that moment, Ye Wuchen's eyes were extremely sharp, and he spat out, "Please grant me the sword, Swordmaster."
As his voice landed, a sword shot out from his body, and in that instant, the light of the sword shone brilliantly, with divine splendor.
The moment the sword was born, the world was broken, leaving the sky, leaving the earth, and leaving the soul.
This sword was meant to cut 3,000 things.
Within the sword, a towering will bloomed. At that moment, the expression of the powerful demonic cultivator who had swallowed Ye Wuchen changed, and a look of shock came over his face.
"Watch out." The expression of the top-notch cultivator from Sword Mountain also changed, and he looked at the Sword of Lihen in shock.
This was not Ye Wuchen's swordsmanship. It was clearly the sword of the lord of the number one holy land of swordsmanship in Emperor Xia's Realm, the number one swordsman in Emperor Xia's Realm.
Ye Wuchen had lent him the sword.
Ye Futian looked forward, and that extremely dazzling sword made the world lose its color, and it was dazzling to the eyes.
At that moment, he remembered that battle with Wang Chuan, and that the Swordmaster of Lihen had given him the sword. He also remembered what Ye Wuchen had said to him.
The Swordmaster of Lihen had lent him a sword.
This was not as simple as a sword.
"Very well." A shocking voice was heard, and it was not Ye Wuchen's voice. It seemed to have come from beyond the heavens, and it seemed to be a response to Ye Wuchen.
The sword fell and pierced the vortex of the demonic cultivator, tearing it to pieces. The sword rushed into the palm of the demonic cultivator in an instant. Despite the demonic might being towering, the palm was still penetrated. In the next moment, the overbearing demonic figure was covered in boundless sword will.
Then, his body was covered in the aura of swordsmanship.
At that moment, far away in Emperor Xia's Realm, in the 33rd Layer of Heaven of Lihen Heaven, a figure sat cross-legged in front of the palace, surrounded by towering sword will. It was as if he was fighting across space.
"Cut." A voice seemed to have penetrated the endless void and was heard in the 33rd Layer of Heaven of Lihen Heaven, and also at the foot of Xuanji Mountain in the Empty Realm.
As the voice was heard, the demonic figure was crushed bit by bit under the aura of swordsmanship. He let out a terrified roar, but soon turned into nothingness!
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