"Your Highness, let's go." The cultivators around him continued to lead Xiang Nan forward. Even though they were already very far away from the City Lord's Office, the flames above their heads were still as red as blood.
The entire sky of Qianye City was dyed red. Only by leaving Qianye City would they be safe.
Xiang Nan looked back at the face in the distance. His expression was extremely cold.
Ye Futian had actually dared to kill him.
Xiang City was backed by Emperor Xiang's Realm, a true Renhuang Realm.
Even if Ye Futian had been able to borrow the will of Emperor Kua, he was still just a Proving Holiness. He had killed a Holiness of Nirvana from Emperor Xiang's Realm on the spot, killing him in Qianye City.
A Holiness of Nirvana was extremely important even for a Renhuang Realm. Without this Holiness of Nirvana, Emperor Xiang's Realm would not even be able to defend Xiang City in the Crimson Dragon Realm, unless they continued to send people from Emperor Xiang's Realm. But if that happened, how would he be able to talk in the royal palace?
Even his father would probably be extremely disappointed in him.
Xiang Nan clenched his fists as he thought of this. His expression became even more gloomy.
He had to take revenge.
In the vast space around the City Governor's Mansion, everyone was shocked when they saw another Holiness of Nirvanas being killed in a domineering manner.
That was a Holiness of Nirvana. Although there were many Holiness of Nirvana in the Crimson Dragon Realm, the realm was very big.
Moreover, the Crimson Dragon Realm was the main realm of the Crimson Dragon Region. Powerful figures from all over were gathered there. But even so, Holiness of Nirvana was still a peak existence. They could defend a region, become a City Lord, or establish a top force.
Now, Ye Futian had killed two Holiness of Nirvana. Wu Yong had killed one before, and the leader of the Shang tribe. Three Holiness of Nirvana had fallen in this battle.
This battle had truly shocked all the cultivators who had not yet made a move.
The situation had been completely reversed. Now, Ye Futian's forces had completely turned the tables. They even seemed to have the upper hand.
If Ye Futian was still able to fight, it would be a disaster for his opponents.
Seeing the Holiness of Nirvana of Xiang City fall, the Saint Lord of Jiuyang finally made up his mind. He looked at the fiery god of war and made up his mind. He suddenly rushed out.
Yan Yuan wanted to stop him, but he found that the Saint Lord of Jiuyang was not heading in Ye Futian's direction. He was heading in another battlefield.
The battlefield between Wu Yong and the Jue Clan Head.
However, he still flashed and chased after the Saint Lord. He was worried that the Saint Lord of Jiuyang would attack Wu Yong.
Dazzling sunlight bloomed. The Sacred Body of the Nine Sun that the Saint Lord of Jiuyang had transformed into burned everything. His body seemed to have been formed from the sun itself.
"Boom …"
He punched out, causing the air to tremble. His fist was like a blazing sun with nine suns in the sky, blasting towards a certain direction.
Yan Yuan's aura was equally terrifying. He wanted to stop the attack, but he was stunned when he saw where the Saint Lord of Jiuyang was attacking. He stopped his attack.
On the other side, the expression of the Jue Tribe leader changed drastically. He had been fighting Wu Yong with everything he had and had the upper hand. After all, Wu Yong had only just broken through to the next plane. Even though he had received the teachings of Emperor Kua from Ye Futian, he had not fully digested it and used it to increase his own powers.
But just as the two of them were in a stalemate, a strong sense of danger descended. He instantly retreated and wanted to leave the battlefield, but Wu Yong's eyes turned into the Divine Eyes of the Sun, and at the same time, his arm blasted out, sticking closely to the other.
"Get out of my way." The Jue Tribe leader roared and clashed with Wu Yong, retreating.
But at almost the same moment, the dazzling fist will of the sun descended, burning the sky and swallowing him in an instant.
The Jue Tribe leader turned around to fight back, but his arm was still pierced by the fist will, hitting his chest.
His chest felt as if it had been pierced by flames in an instant.
At the same time, he felt another sense of danger behind him. There was no way Wu Yong would let go of such an opportunity. The giant hand smashed down, hitting the head of the Jue Tribe leader. At that moment, the body of the Jue Tribe leader was set ablaze, and he screamed.
The Saint Lord of Jiuyang did not stop there. He threw another punch, giving the Jue Tribe leader no chance at all.
He glared at the Saint Lord of Jiuyang, his eyes filled with hatred.
The Saint Lord of Jiuyang was a big figure in Jianmu City, the leader of the Xi clan.
Yet, he had suddenly changed sides on the battlefield and killed him with a sneak attack.
The Jue Tribe leader was filled with hatred.
"Boom …" The raging flames completely engulfed the Jue Tribe leader's body, burning him to death.
A fourth Holiness of Nirvana had perished in the battle that day.
Yan Yuan looked at the scene from the side and looked at the Saint Lord of Jiuyang. He had thought that the Saint Lord of Jiuyang was attacking Wu Yong, but it turned out that the Saint Lord of Jiuyang had chosen to help Wu Yong kill the Jue Tribe leader.
It was apparent that the Saint Lord of Jiuyang had betrayed his original camp, just like the other tribe leaders of the western region.
Furthermore, he had not just given up and left. Instead, he had chosen to suddenly kill a Holiness of Nirvana on Ye Futian's side. He had been decisive, decisive, and ruthless.
Countless people in the distance felt their hearts tremble when they saw this scene. The Saint Lord of Jiuyang's actions would probably be criticized by others, but such decisiveness and ruthlessness were undoubtedly the best way for him to escape. He did not want to be dragged into this storm any longer.
The Chang Clan leader had been killed, and the Chang Clan was bound to fall apart. The Xi Clan could not allow such a thing to happen.
"City Lord Ye, today's battle was a moment of greed on my part. I have now made up for it by killing a Holiness of Nirvana on your behalf. I hope that you can forgive me for what happened today. I will send someone to pay you a visit once the storm at Qianye City is over," the Saint Lord of Jiuyang said loudly as he looked in Ye Futian's direction.
In truth, he felt that he had been wronged. He had not even been able to do anything to Ye Futian before Ye Futian summoned Emperor Kua.
If he had known that things would turn out this way, he would not have gotten involved.
Ye Futian looked at the Saint Lord of Jiuyang. Those people were truly ruthless. They had been decisive when they had the chance to take Emperor Kua's lineage. Now that the opportunity had passed and the tables had turned, they changed sides and killed the Jue Tribe leader.
With that, the outcome was set. The tribes of the western region would not be able to do anything.
Furthermore, the Saint Lord of Jiuyang knew that he would deal with the remaining tribes. As such, the Xi Clan would be able to escape unscathed.
"Despicable." Zhu Kong scolded angrily, his voice cold. The Saint Lord of Jiuyang was a famous figure, after all, yet he did such a despicable thing.
The Saint Lord of Jiuyang glanced at the other party with an indifferent expression. Zhu Kong and the others had come to steal Emperor Kua's lineage.
They were all the same. They were more concerned about their own interests.
"Farewell." The Saint Lord of Jiuyang cupped his hands and said when he saw that Ye Futian did not respond. He immediately turned around and left.
The Saint Lord of Jiuyang walked over to the mighty ones of the Xi clan and said, "Let's go back."
After saying that, they did not continue to watch the battle. They did not want Ye Futian to think that they were observing the situation. They simply retreated. The situation here had been settled, and there would be news later.
Just as the Saint Lord of Jiuyang had thought, the outcome of the battle was basically set with the death of the leader of the Jue Tribe.
On the first day of Year 10,025 of the Divine Prefecture Calendar, the Seven Major Tribes of the Western Region, along with the Saint King of Gai and many other top figures, came to attack Qianye City, but they failed to take it down.
Moreover, four Nirvana Realm existences had perished here.
Now, Zhu Kong and the others were powerless to reverse the situation. There was no way they could turn the situation around.
After the death of the leader of the Jue Tribe, Wu Yong stepped out and went to help the leader of the Vermillion Bird Tribe deal with Zhu Kong.
Now, there were only three Nirvana Realm existences left on Zhu Kong's side: the Zhu Tribe, the Chong Tribe, and the Raven Tribe.
The leaders of the other tribes had either betrayed or died.
Who would have thought that this would happen before the battle began?
Boom … A loud rumble was heard. Zhu Kong raised his hand and blasted. He retreated quickly, not giving Wu Yong a chance to get close. He said, "Retreat."
It was apparent that he understood that the outcome was set. There was no turning back.
The Nine Major Tribes of the Western Region wanted to take back the lineage of Emperor Kua and the secret treasures of Emperor Kua that Ye Futian had inherited, but it was destined to end in failure.
Not only that, but they would also have to pay a heavy price.
Ye Futian and the tribes that had pledged allegiance to him would probably not let them go.
One of the Nine Major Tribes was destined to disappear from the Crimson Dragon Realm.
The mighty ones of the Chong Tribe and the Raven Tribe retreated as well. It was apparent that they realized that the outcome was set. There was no way they could get the lineage of Emperor Kua.
The silhouette of Emperor Kua that Ye Futian had turned into remained standing in the air, but he did not give chase. Only he knew his own situation. The pressure he was under at the moment was no longer enough for him to force his way out.
The battle between the Saint King of Gai, Gai Huang, and the Star Plucking Saint remained incredibly terrifying in the air. Stars covered the sky, and the intensity of the battle was greater than any other battle between Nirvana Realm beings.
It was apparent that the two of them were more powerful than the other Nirvana Realm beings.
But in reality, with the Star Plucking Saint around, Gai Huang was unable to change the outcome of the battle.
What's more, Xing Qiu was also in danger down below.
Yu Sheng's violent attacks made Xing Qiu's aura continue to weaken, despite him borrowing the power of the ritual implement. The attacks were so fierce that Xing Qiu was on the verge of breaking down.
Finally, a loud rumble was heard. The giant palm print landed on Xing Qiu's body, intending to completely crush him.
Pfftt … Xing Qiu spat out a mouthful of blood and was sent flying helplessly. Yu Sheng was still unwilling to let him go, and he stepped forward.
However, at that moment, terrifying will power burst from Xing Qiu's body. That will power crushed everything in its path. When Yu Sheng got close, he felt extreme pressure.
Xing Qiu's eyes seemed to have changed at that moment. Another aura seemed to have appeared on his body, and it was an extremely terrifying aura. Yu Sheng stared at him. His eyes seemed to be able to see through his opponent's eyes, and he saw something else.
In a towering city, a figure stood with his hands behind his back, staring at Yu Sheng with overbearing eyes. It was as if the figure was looking at Yu Sheng from across the boundless sky.
That city was the number one city outside of Crimson Dragon City!
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