In the battlefield of Qianye City, the ground below was in ruins. That was because the top figures were fighting in the sky and were not affected.
Otherwise, half of the city would have been razed to the ground.
At this moment, the atmosphere was particularly tense. Even though the war had stopped, it was still tense. It seemed that another earth-shattering battle could break out at any time.
In fact, this battle was still controlled by both sides. They tried their best to let the top figures find their own opponents to fight.
Otherwise, if a Holiness of Nirvana of Dali Dynasty killed a cultivator of the lower plane of Emperor Xia's Realm, or a Holiness of Nirvana of Emperor Xia's Realm killed a cultivator of the lower plane of Dali, then except for the Holiness of Nirvana, everyone else would die. Neither side could afford such a price, so they had a tacit understanding to control the situation on the battlefield.
But now, the prince of Dali Dynasty, Li Yao, could be taken down.
What would happen if that happened?
No one knew. At this moment, everyone was waiting.
"Imperial Advisor, is there anyone in Emperor Xia's Realm who can stop you?" the Prince Regent said loudly and looked at the Imperial Advisor.
His voice caused many people to reveal strange expressions.
What did the Prince Regent of Dali Dynasty mean?
Was he accusing the Imperial Advisor of not doing his best?
Could it be that there were conflicts within the Dali Dynasty?
However, in the previous battle, the Imperial Advisor of Dali had indeed been extremely powerful and invincible. If he had killed, many people would have died.
The Imperial Advisor glanced at the Prince Regent and said, "Didn't the Prince Regent get stopped as well?"
The Prince Regent looked indifferent. "I hope Your Highness is okay. Yan Yuan is the first disciple of the Imperial Advisor and is known as the first cultivator below the Holiness of Nirvana of Dali. With him here, I believe that the bastard is just bluffing. With Yan Yuan here, Your Highness will not be taken."
The Imperial Advisor of Dali frowned and glanced at the Prince Regent coldly.
Just now, when Yaya opened the Ancient Road of Swordsmanship, the Prince Regent saw it and should have sensed how powerful the swordsmanship was. It was almost beyond the level of the Unblemished Plane.
Although Yan Yuan was at the peak of the Unblemished Plane, he would have been in danger under that sword.
However, not only did the Prince Regent ignore the danger that Yan Yuan might be in, but he also said that Yan Yuan could not be taken. He had ulterior motives.
He didn't argue with the Prince Regent. Time passed slowly.
Finally, Sword Will whizzed over from afar. Everyone looked up and saw a few figures coming over.
When they saw the situation there, the expressions of many changed in an instant, especially those of the Dali Dynasty.
The Ninth Prince of Dali Dynasty, Li Yao, was taken down.
Ye Futian, Yaya, and the others brought Li Yao over.
Ye Futian glanced at them and flashed toward the crowd, coming to the camp of Emperor Xia's Realm.
Yan Yuan also followed. He looked up at the Imperial Advisor with a tinge of guilt in his eyes and said, "Master, I'm useless."
The Imperial Advisor glanced at Yan Yuan's blood-stained body and sighed inwardly. He said, "It's good that you're alright."
"Yan Yuan." A cold voice rang out. The Regent's expression was one of anger. "Is this how you protect Her Highness?"
Yan Yuan looked up at the Prince Regent and said, "It's my fault."
The Prince Regent's eyes were cold, and then he looked at Ye Futian and Li Yao. He took a step forward, and the dragon roared. His majestic voice rang through the void.
"Release him."
Many figures stood in front of Ye Futian and looked at the Prince Regent.
Ye Futian looked up at the sky at the Prince Regent.
Li Yao was severely injured at the moment, and a glimmer of hope was ignited in his heart. He still had a chance to survive.
Ye Futian did not kill him, which meant that there was still room for negotiation. Now that they were here, with the Imperial Advisor and the Prince Regent present, he did not believe that Ye Futian would dare to kill him in front of them.
"Today's battle was initiated by Dali. You sent people to invade Qianye City, and this Li Yao has tried to kill me several times. What are you going to do about it?" Ye Futian looked at the Prince Regent and said.
"If you dare to touch His Highness, you will not be able to leave this place," the Prince Regent said forcefully. His voice was extremely overbearing, and he did not care about Ye Futian's words at all.
Swoosh … A sword will howled and a Sword of Kasyapa flew in front of Ye Futian, piercing Li Yao's throat.
In an instant, blood oozed from Li Yao's throat.
"How dare you!" the Prince Regent roared.
"From now on, if you dare to release any pressure on me again, Li Yao will die." Ye Futian looked up at the Prince Regent and said coldly. The Prince Regent's eyes were full of majesty and anger. Ye Futian said, "His death was caused by you. Do you want to try?"
The Prince Regent's face was extremely embarrassed, but he was restraining his aura.
Ye Futian deliberately embarrassed him, and he could not afford to bear such a crime.
Ye Futian glanced at everyone and said, "If you want me to let him go, I can, but the people of Dali must leave the Crimson Dragon Realm and never set foot there again, and then I will let Li Yao go."
When he came, he had already made up his mind, although he was struggling in his heart.
But in the end, he decided not to kill him.
Letting him go was harder than killing him.
Today, he could take down Li Yao, and he could kill him again in the future.
But now, he had to consider the consequences of killing Li Yao and who he would implicate.
So, he decided to let him go.
Such a decision was difficult, but he did it anyway.
Back then, the Imperial Advisor of Dali and Yan Yuan had escorted him to Dali. Why couldn't he do the same today? He did it for the Imperial Advisor and for Brother Yan Yuan.
It was not the behavior of sages and sages to raise a dou of kindness and a bucket of rice for enmity.
Even though the Imperial Advisor had brought people to take him, he knew that the Imperial Advisor and Yan Yuan were not willing. He did not care.
Even if he would appear on the battlefield again in the future and fight with them, he would not regret it.
"If we leave, who would believe that you would let him go?" The Third Prince Li Zhen stared at Ye Futian and said. He did not expect that Li Yao would be taken down. In this way, it would be difficult to continue the battle, especially when Ye Futian did not kill him.
If he killed Li Yao, then it would be a real battle.
Both sides would have no more scruples.
"Your Highness, I trust him," said a voice. At this time, a voice was heard. Li Zhen looked at the person who spoke, and it was the Imperial Advisor of Dali. He looked at Li Zhen and said, "Your Highness, this matter started because of me. I will vouch for him and stay behind to take the Ninth Highness back."
Li Zhen looked at the Imperial Advisor, and Ye Futian said, "Sure."
It just so happened that he had something to say to the Imperial Advisor.
There was a moment of silence, and many people looked at Li Zhen.
Li Yao also looked at his third brother. It seemed that Ye Futian still did not dare to kill him.
"Very well." Li Zhen's expression was extremely cold, but there was no other way. Even though he was extremely unwilling, he could not let Ye Futian kill Li Yao.
"Imperial Advisor, I will leave the Ninth Brother to you," Li Zhen said to the Imperial Advisor. He then waved his hand and said, "Retreat."
After saying this, he led his people away.
The Prince Regent's expression was cold. He glanced at Ye Futian, but he could only retreat.
How could Ye Futian be so calm? He was really going to let him go.
In this way, the battle would be forced to stop.
If nothing happened to Li Yao and the Imperial Advisor brought him back, then they could not touch the Imperial Advisor. Even the war between the two realms would not be justified.
This way, this was equivalent to doing this for nothing.
This trip to the Crimson Dragon Realm was a wasted trip.
One figure after another left. The people of Dali Dynasty quickly retreated like the tide. In the battlefield, the people of Emperor Xia's Realm all restrained their auras and looked at Ye Futian.
After everyone had left, only the Imperial Advisor, Yan Yuan, and the others were still in the distance.
Ye Futian looked at the figure in the void in the distance. He stepped forward and walked in the direction of the Imperial Advisor. Yaya followed closely behind him. Although Ye Futian was confident that the Imperial Advisor would not hurt him, Yaya still followed.
As for Li Yao, there was no way he could escape from the cultivators of Emperor Xia's Realm.
"Master," Ye Futian walked in front of the Imperial Advisor and bowed slightly.
The Imperial Advisor looked at the handsome figure in front of him and sighed inwardly. He was willing to take Ye Futian as a disciple.
"Leave Dali," Ye Futian said to the Imperial Advisor. Ye Futian transmitted his voice to the imperial advisor. He could tell from the Prince Regent's attitude that his teacher was having a hard time in Dali.
The Imperial Advisor shook his head lightly and sighed to himself. Some things were not as simple as Ye Futian thought. How could he just leave like that?
"The Renhuangs of the outer realms of the Crimson Dragon Realm are not to interfere. Master does not have to betray us," Ye Futian advised telepathically. Master could learn from the Ninth Servant of the Ancient Imperial City and establish himself in the Crimson Dragon Realm.
Not defecting to the enemy, Emperor Xia's Realm, was not considered a betrayal. He only needed to resign from his position as the Imperial Advisor of Dali.
"I'll think about it." If that was the case, he would give it a try, even though it was highly likely that he would fail.
"Take care, Master," Ye Futian bowed and said. He then turned around and looked at Li Yao, saying, "Release him."
Ji Yuan and the others were about to let Ye Futian go, but at that moment, a figure walked to Li Yao's side and looked at Ye Futian, saying, "Ye Futian, Li Yao has tried to kill you many times, instigating a war between the two realms. Now that you've captured him, you can't just let him go."
Ye Futian was stunned. He stared below at the person who had spoken.
The eldest prince of Emperor Xia's Realm, Xia Rong.
"Your Highness …" Ye Futian wanted to say something.
"Ye Futian, you're too soft-hearted. How can you accomplish great things like this?" Xia Rong said. He grabbed Li Yao's throat as soon as he finished. An iron-blooded aura emanated from him, with a hint of murderous intent.
This scene caused many people to be stunned.
Even the people of Emperor Xia's Realm looked at Xia Rong.
Before Xia Rong came, Ye Futian had been in charge of everything here. Xia Qingyuan had always let him have his way and let him do whatever he wanted.
But now, the Eldest Prince Xia Rong was here. Who was in charge?
Ye Futian agreed to let Li Yao go, but Xia Rong did not.
"Many saints died in the Crimson Dragon Realm, and the Swordmaster and the others came to fight. If Dali is not afraid of war, why should we be afraid of Emperor Xia's Realm?" Xia Rong looked at Ye Futian and said, "Ye Futian, remember, those who succeed must be decisive."
As he said that, he tightened his grip. Li Yao looked terrified and found it hard to breathe.
A crisp cracking sound rang out, causing everyone's hearts to tremble!
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