The vast space suddenly became quiet.
Countless eyes turned to look at Li Yao, who was in Xia Rong's hand. Xia Rong let go of Li Yao's body, which fell to the ground. Li Yao's eyes were still open, but Xia Rong had invaded Li Yao's mind with his will and killed him instantly.
He acted decisively without hesitation.
Li Yao, the ninth son of Emperor Li of the Dali Dynasty, was dead.
He died in the Crimson Dragon Realm, at the hands of Xia Rong.
Ye Futian looked at the scene in front of him in astonishment. His eyes slowly turned and fell on Xia Rong's face. That face was full of coldness and decisiveness. It was as if he was iron-blooded and could not be resisted.
It was as if he had already made up his mind.
"Brother …" Xia Qingyuan looked at the scene in astonishment. Her mind went blank.
Not only them, but the people of Emperor Xia's Realm were also stunned.
At this moment, countless thoughts flashed in their minds, and their hearts beat fast.
Even someone like the Swordmaster of Lihen took a deep look at Xia Rong.
This was a ruthless move.
He killed Li Yao and cut off everyone's path.
Just now, Ye Futian promised to let Li Yao go, but he did not. Li Yao was dead. How could he explain this to the Imperial Advisor of Dali?
Moreover, the Imperial Advisor had vouched for Ye Futian in front of the cultivators of Dali. But now, Li Yao was dead. How could he explain this to Emperor Li?
The Imperial Advisor, Yan Yuan, and Mu Chunyang also looked at what was happening in front of them in astonishment. They seemed to be caught off guard.
They naturally understood that Ye Futian was going to let Li Yao go. Otherwise, he would have been killed long ago.
But Xia Rong made his move.
Yan Yuan and the others were pale. Everything seemed to confirm what their master had said.
A powerful sword will bloomed. It was Yaya, who was standing in the void behind Ye Futian. The sword light on her body was released to the limit. She grabbed Ye Futian's arm, wanting to pull him away and retreat.
But Ye Futian did not move. He still stood in the void.
Of course, he understood Yaya's intention. The Imperial Advisor had vouched for the people of Dali.
Now that Li Yao was dead, how could the Imperial Advisor explain this to Emperor Li?
First, he had to kill him.
Furthermore, the two of them were very close. If the imperial advisor wanted to kill Ye Futian, it would be as easy as flipping his hand, just like how Xia Rong killed Li Yao.
Of course, Ye Futian understood. He was even clear that if the Imperial Advisor wanted to kill him, Yaya would not be able to protect her.
At this distance, he would definitely die.
Moreover, in order to answer to Emperor Li, the Imperial Advisor of Dali had to kill him.
If he didn't kill him, how could he answer to Emperor Li?
Not killing them was tantamount to betrayal.
Unless he rebelled directly.
Xia Rong had cut off the imperial advisor's path of retreat.
Furthermore, from Xia Rong's perspective, there seemed to be no problem with him doing so. The existence of the Imperial Advisor was a huge threat to Emperor Xia's Realm.
Since the Imperial Advisor had guaranteed Li Yao's life, now that Li Yao was dead, what would Emperor Li think?
This move was too ruthless.
Ye Futian felt a chill run down his spine.
So this is the First Prince of Emperor Xia's Realm, who has been training outside since he was a child, growing up in battles of life and death.
Truly ruthless!
Just like what he had said, he was decisive and merciless.
Even Ye Futian might lose his life because of this.
As expected, he didn't have the slightest bit of soft-heartedness.
Looking at the fallen Li Yao, he had wanted to kill him with his own hands for many years, but now was not the time, especially when the Imperial Advisor had vouched for him.
"Yaya, go back," Ye Futian said softly.
Yaya looked at him stubbornly. She exerted some force in her palm, trying to take him away by force.
Ye Futian shook his head at her. Yaya finally gave up. She turned around and looked at the Imperial Advisor, saying, "It has nothing to do with him."
Ye Futian also looked at the Imperial Advisor, his eyes filled with guilt.
He naturally understood that the Imperial Advisor had vouched for him because of his trust in him.
However, because of him, the Imperial Advisor had fallen into such a situation.
He lowered his head, speechless.
"Master, no matter what you choose, I will have no complaints." Ye Futian sighed.
Even if the Imperial Advisor of Dali wanted to kill him, he would have no complaints.
Everything had happened because of him.
The Imperial Advisor turned around and looked at the handsome face in front of him. He sighed inwardly.
Of course, he knew that it had nothing to do with Ye Futian, but was it really a matter of whether it was related or not?
He had vouched for Ye Futian, but the son of His Majesty had died, right in front of him.
Who could bear the responsibility for such a crime?
Since he had vouched for him, of course he would bear all the blame.
For him, there was only one way out, and that was to fight to the death.
Kill Ye Futian, kill Xia Rong, bring their heads back to Emperor Li, and start a realm war. That was the only way to clear his name.
There was only one Holiness of Nirvana in Dali here, and there were four on the other side. Xia Rong was an Unblemished Saint, so it was still a problem to kill him. But Ye Futian was someone he could kill easily.
But did he really have to kill him?
Yan Yuan's eyes were red. He looked at the two figures facing each other in the void.
Before, Ye Futian had chosen not to kill Li Yao and wanted to let him go. He had also shown mercy.
Ye Futian's righteousness could be seen from that.
But now, faced with such a situation, what choice would the Imperial Advisor make?
Not to mention the Imperial Advisor, even Yan Yuan felt conflicted at the moment.
Such a choice was too painful.
And the key was that he had no choice at all.
Betrayal?
Feixue was still in Dali.
Moreover, if Feixue was here, would she have allowed the Imperial Advisor to kill Ye Futian?
Feixue would probably have been in so much pain that she would have wanted to die.
"Imperial Advisor." At that moment, another voice was heard. Everyone turned to look at the person who had spoken. It was Xia Qingyuan.
Xia Qingyuan stood there and looked up at the sky. She looked at the Imperial Advisor of Dali in the void, and there was some tenacity in her eyes.
"My brother made the Imperial Advisor break his promise, and it was our fault. But this has nothing to do with Ye Futian. If the Imperial Advisor wants to kill him, I will do whatever it takes to keep the Imperial Advisor and your disciple here, dead or alive."
Xia Qingyuan's voice was full of murderous intent. She was resolute and unquestionable. At that moment, she was very much like Xia Rong.
Xia Rong was the Eldest Prince.
But she, Xia Qingyuan, was recognized as the most beloved daughter of Emperor Xia.
Xia Rong took a look at his sister and sighed inwardly. Love was always like this.
"Imperial Advisor, why don't you choose to join Emperor Xia's Realm? I can guarantee that your status in Emperor Xia's Realm will not be lower than that of Emperor Li's Realm," Xia Rong said. "Moreover, Emperor Li already has a problem with the Imperial Advisor. I'm sure the Imperial Advisor can tell something from what the Prince Regent said before."
Ye Futian turned around and glanced at Xia Rong coldly.
Betrayal?
He knew the Imperial Advisor's feelings for Feixue. A father's love was like a mountain. Not to mention righteousness, how could the Imperial Advisor betray Feixue when she was in Dali?
He had only secretly advised the Imperial Advisor to consider coming to Crimson Dragon Realm in the future.
Xia Rong had cut off the Imperial Advisor's escape route. He was trying to force the Imperial Advisor to his death.
If something happened to the Imperial Advisor, Dali would lose one of its top fighters. If a realm war were to break out, it would be beneficial to Emperor Xia's Realm.
Moreover, given the Imperial Advisor's status in Emperor Li's Realm, if something happened to him, it would affect everything else. At the very least, the power of the Imperial Advisor's Residence would be destroyed.
Countless eyes looked at the Imperial Advisor in the void as if they were waiting for his decision.
The Imperial Advisor looked very calm at the moment. The wind blew and his robe fluttered.
Neither Xia Qingyuan's threats nor Xia Rong's attempts to rope him in were able to move him.
At that moment, he was so calm. He looked at the young figure before him and sighed.
This must be fate.
He had already foreseen it before he came.
As expected, he couldn't escape. He couldn't escape. In that case, he would let nature take its course.
"Ye Futian," the Imperial Advisor called. His voice was gentle and calm, without the slightest emotion.
"I am here," Ye Futian lowered his head slightly and responded.
"Before I leave, I would like to say a few words to you," the Imperial Advisor continued.
This sentence had already stated his decision.
Ye Futian looked up at the Imperial Advisor. Was he going to admit all of this on his own?
His eyes were slightly red, as if sand had gotten into them.
"A gentleman does not stand under a collapsing wall," the Imperial Advisor said. Ye Futian understood that this was the first sentence the Imperial Advisor had said to Ye Futian. He was probably referring to the current situation.
Ye Futian had placed himself under a collapsing wall. If the Imperial Advisor wanted to kill him, he would die.
And last time, when he entered Dali as the Seventh Swordsman, he had also placed himself under a collapsing wall.
Was the Imperial Advisor reminding him of the future?
The Imperial Advisor of Dali turned around and walked out. He said to Yan Yuan and the others, "Let's go."
Yan Yuan looked at the Imperial Advisor and then at Ye Futian. His footsteps were extremely heavy. But since the Imperial Advisor had made his choice, they had no choice but to follow him.
"What's the second sentence?" Ye Futian looked at the Imperial Advisor's back and shouted.
"The heavens move vigorously, and so should the gentleman," the Imperial Advisor said loudly with his back to Ye Futian. There seemed to be a sense of righteousness in the rolling sound waves.
Ye Futian's eyes became even redder. He clenched his fists and looked at the figure that was slowly disappearing from his sight.
The heavens move vigorously, and so should the gentleman. The next sentence was: the earth is the earth, and the gentleman carries things with his virtue.
"Master, you carry things with your virtue, but why do you put yourself under a collapsing wall?" Ye Futian looked at the gradually disappearing figure and shouted.
The Imperial Advisor did not kill him, which meant that he was in danger.
The Prince of Emperor Li had fallen here, and the Imperial Advisor had the opportunity to kill the culprit, but he had let it go. What did this mean?
Countless cultivators of Emperor Xia's Realm looked at the disappearing figure of the Imperial Advisor, and they could not bear to see him. Although for them, the two were opponents, and it was only the first time they had met, it made them feel a sense of sincere respect.
This was the Imperial Advisor of Dali!
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