Xing Qiu got up from the ground and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Yu Sheng, who continued to walk towards him. A ritual implement appeared in his hand, which turned into a brilliant halo and melded into his arm.
At this moment, the halos swept towards the void, and an even more powerful will descended. With Xing Qiu as the center, the space was filled with a suffocating pressure.
Although he had been defeated by Yu Sheng before, he had not brought out his ritual implement to fight.
However, Yu Sheng had gone too far. He had actually chased after him to kill him. From the looks of it, did he want to take his life?
Xing Qiu was born in the Ancient Imperial City, and there were not many in the Crimson Dragon Realm who dared to kill him.
There were few who dared to offend the City Lord of the Ancient Imperial City, the number one City Lord outside of Crimson Dragon City.
But Yu Sheng, Xing Qiu had a feeling that this guy was a madman. He would definitely be an exception. He had entered the Regional Palace to cultivate and was ranked on the Regional King Ranking. He would really do something like this.
He was unscrupulous and had no scruples. This was in line with Yu Sheng's character.
A towering demonic might shrouded the sky, and then Xing Chou saw a demonic palm pressing down on him. He took a step forward, and a brilliant light bloomed on his arms. He raised his arms and blasted them towards the void.
Bang …
There was a loud noise, and the demonic palm print was pierced through.
Yu Sheng's dark eyes glanced at Xing Qiu. He knew that his opponent had used a powerful ritual implement to fight, causing his attack power to soar.
However, he did not hesitate and continued to step forward.
Demonic might rolled and shrouded the sky. His eyes turned pitch black, like bottomless pits.
When Xing Qiu saw his eyes, he felt as though he was looking at a demon god. That was the world of demons. Around the body of the demon god, there were many demon generals standing tall, all of them submitting to the demon god.
Xing Qiu had an illusion that he wanted to worship. It was as if Yu Sheng, who was in front of him, was the incarnation of that demon god, and he needed to kneel on the ground and submit to him.
This feeling made Xing Qiu feel humiliated, but he was also extremely shocked.
Naturally, this was not an illusion. With his cultivation level, seeing such a scene with a single glance could only mean that the other party was born a devil, destined to become a peerless devil, and cultivated a terrifying devil art. That was why he had such a feeling.
Xing Chou himself was a descendant of Renhuang, but his will was suppressed by Yu Sheng's influence.
He was thinking, just where did this guy come from?
Yu Sheng ignored the many thoughts that came to Xing Qiu's mind. The extremely violent demonic aura turned into many demonic halberds. He shouted, and the many demonic halberds pierced through the void. Each halberd tore through the space, making sonic booms and roars. The momentum was enough to make one's heart tremble.
Xing Qiu roared and stepped into the void as if he had won. He was already fighting with the help of the ritual implement. How could he retreat? Where could he retreat to?
The two of them fought fiercely, and many looked at their battlefield from afar. Although the battle between Yu Sheng and Xing Qiu was not as shocking as the battle between the Star Plucking Saint and the Saint King of Gai in the sky, and their powers were not on the same level, both of them were extremely famous figures of the younger generation.
They could have become figures like the Star Plucking Saint and the Saint King of Gai in the future.
Yu Sheng might even have become stronger.
He was someone on the Regional King Ranking, and anyone on the Regional King Ranking was almost invincible at his level.
Even someone as powerful as the Star Plucking Saint and the Saint King of Gai had not been on the Regional King Ranking. One could imagine how difficult it was to get on the Regional King Ranking.
Now, including Yu Sheng, there were only 18 Saint Realm existences on the Regional King List.
…
The Saint Lord of Jiuyang glanced at the other battlefields.
At this moment, he was somewhat shaken.
This kind of situation was also something he had not expected.
He had thought that people would fight for Emperor Kua's lineage and secret treasures, and that Qianye City would not have been able to withstand a single blow. There was no way that Ye Futian would have been able to hold on. Cultivators from all over the Crimson Dragon Realm would have been enough to wipe out Qianye City with ease.
Even if Emperor Xia's Realm were to participate, the situation would not have been able to be stabilized unless all the forces of Emperor Xia's Realm were mobilized. That was something that was impossible in itself.
Who would have thought that such a situation would have happened under such circumstances?
Even the Star Plucking Saint had made a move and fought the Saint King of Gai.
He had no way of predicting how things would have turned out.
The outcome of the battle was hard to predict, and no one knew how it would have gone.
Before, he had thought that Ye Futian would have died for sure. Even if he had not been able to get his hands on the treasures, it would not have mattered. It was an opportunity, after all, and he had to seize it. There would have been no consequences if he had failed.
Things were different now. If he had continued to hold on, Ye Futian's side would have won. Judging by the forces that Ye Futian had at hand, there would have been consequences.
The consequences would have been very serious.
That was why even a Holiness of Nirvana like the Saint Lord of Jiuyang was shaken at that moment. He did not know whether to advance or retreat.
If he retreated and failed to take down Ye Futian, would he still come back for revenge?
"Father, let's retreat." Xi Chan transmitted her voice to the Saint Lord of Jiuyang from afar. There was no need to continue fighting in the current situation.
The Saint Lord of Jiuyang was still hesitating. There was a figure standing not far in front of him. It was Yan Yuan.
He stood guard in front of the Saint Lord of Jiuyang.
At that moment, Ye Futian, who had turned into a god of war of flames, turned his gaze and looked at the other Holiness of Nirvana among the three cultivators who had ambushed him, aside from the Saint Lord of Jiuyang and the Great Elder of the Chang clan.
He was a cultivator of the Holiness of Nirvana from Xiang City. He had come with Xiang Nan and was a cultivator of Emperor Xiang's Realm.
Before this, it was obvious that he had wanted to take advantage of the situation, kill him, and take Emperor Kua's treasures.
Seeing that towering god of war of flames looking at him, the Holiness of Nirvana from Emperor Xiang's Realm frowned. He felt a sense of danger.
In reality, he had not even had time to make a move before Ye Futian had summoned Emperor Kua's will and coalesced the body of Emperor Kua. This made the Holiness of Nirvana curse inwardly. If he had seen it earlier, he would not have gotten involved in this mess.
Looking at the look in Ye Futian's eyes, he probably had a grudge against him.
After all, there was already a grudge between them last time.
In the battle between Emperor Xia's Realm and Emperor Li's Realm, Xiang Nan had brought people to Emperor Xia's Realm with the intention of threatening them.
At that moment, there was a new grudge between them.
Xiang Nan, who was far away, seemed to have sensed what Ye Futian wanted to do. He frowned.
At that moment, Ye Futian was no longer himself. He had summoned Emperor Kua, and he was a great threat.
At that moment, Ye Futian, who had turned into Emperor Kua, turned his eyes into the Divine Eyes of the Sun. As he looked, the Holiness of Nirvana from Xiang City seemed to be surrounded by a dazzling sun. The divine light of the sun shone down, and the flames of the Way descended, intending to burn him to death.
"Bang." A loud noise was heard as lightning exploded. His body moved at extreme speed. He shot through the air like a bolt of lightning, rushing out of the area covered by the flames of the Great Path.
Ye Futian activated the power within his body to the extreme. He looked like he was in extreme pain as he sat in Emperor Kua's body, but his will was extremely firm.
Only he knew his own situation. Summoning Emperor Kua to fight at his level meant that he had to bear a great deal of pressure. The more power he wanted to activate, the greater the burden on his body. Just as many people had guessed, if he was not careful, he would be destroyed by the backlash.
As such, he had given the Vermillion Bird tribe and the Nanli tribe a chance.
If he could kill all of them without any qualms and without any worries, perhaps he would have done so.
But he knew very well that while summoning Emperor Kua and borrowing the will of Emperor Kua gave him incredible power, it was still not his own power.
But at the very least, he had to leave behind a few Holiness of Nirvana figures to intimidate all those who coveted Emperor Kua's lineage.
At that moment, he activated that power in a frenzy. Heaven and earth were branded red, and the Fire Spirit Orb in his body released unparalleled light. The flames of the Great Path roared as if they were burning.
Countless people looked in Ye Futian's direction, and their hearts trembled. That power was simply terrifying.
"Run!" The Holiness of Nirvana of Xiang City seemed to have sensed how terrifying that power was. He shouted at Xiang Nan and the others, who were watching the battle from far away.
"Your Highness, let's go." A cultivator made a prompt decision and took Xiang Nan away.
Xiang Nan's expression changed slightly. He looked very grim. Was he really going to run away?
He turned around and looked at the battlefield. He saw a huge face appear in the sky. It was the face of Emperor Kua.
An arm descended from the sky. It was incredibly huge. The arm seemed to have been formed from the flames of the Great Path that had devoured the vast area between heaven and earth. It blocked out the sky and slammed toward the Holiness of Nirvana of Xiang City.
The cultivator roared. Lightning wrapped around his body and shot into the sky. His body was covered in dazzling light. He moved faster than lightning, but the destructive will was getting closer and closer.
Boom … A huge pillar of lightning shot into the sky, tearing apart everything in the world.
The huge flaming hand came crashing down from the sky. There was a loud rumble as the pillar of light collided with the flames. A gap was torn open, trying to shatter the hand.
The flaming hand continued to solidify, turning the world red. It was like the magma of hell had solidified. It continued to slam down, suppressing the lightning pillar.
"Get out of my way!" The Holiness of Nirvana roared. Nine beams of light shot into the sky from his body, colliding with the power coming down from above.
It was a shocking scene.
The Spirit Orb in Ye Futian's body released unparalleled power, causing Emperor Kua's body to resonate with the world around him. There was a loud rumble, and even more raging flames were born. The nine pillars of lightning turned into pillars of lightning and fire, burning together.
In an instant, the sky was set ablaze. The Holiness of Nirvana of Xiang City felt hopeless when he saw what was happening. He said, "Please have mercy, Lord Ye."
Boom! The raging power of destruction flooded the sky. A scream was heard as the Holiness of Nirvana was swallowed up by the light of destruction.
"No …" Xiang Nan, who was still fleeing, turned around and saw what was happening in the sky. His expression changed.
How could this be?
The Holiness of Nirvana who had accompanied him and protected him in Emperor Xiang's Realm had died in Qianye City!
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