"Not enough."
A cold voice responded to Ye Futian.
Emperor Li looked at him and spat out two words: not enough.
Even if Ye Futian decided to let go of this grudge and only asked to leave with the Imperial Advisor safe and sound, he would no longer pursue the past.
That was all he asked for.
As long as Emperor Li agreed, he would withdraw from Dali.
However, Emperor Li still refused decisively.
Ye Futian's face became extremely cold when he heard Emperor Li's response. Wisps of coldness were released from his body, and he clenched his fists tightly.
In today's situation, surrounding the Dali Palace was an absolute advantage for them.
It should have been them who made the conditions and threatened Emperor Li.
However, the fact was that he had made concessions step by step, and Emperor Li still felt that it was not enough. He refused to compromise and did not release the Imperial Advisor.
The Peacock Emperor watched this scene quietly in the void sky. He sent a message to Kong Xuan, "The two sides are in a game of negotiation. Whoever cares more is destined to lose. Emperor Li is a Renhuang after all, and he has the courage to give up everything. But Ye Futian cannot. He came for the Imperial Advisor, and his purpose is clear. He cares more than Emperor Li, so he is destined to lose in this game."
Kong Xuan was deep in thought. Her father sent a message to her to remind her.
In the future, she might also experience such a game.
Even the people of Dali Dynasty thought that Emperor Li might agree to Ye Futian's request, release the Imperial Advisor, and Ye Futian would retreat.
But they did not expect that Emperor Li still did not agree.
The advantage that Emperor Li had over Ye Futian was that Ye Futian did not dare to gamble with the lives of everyone, but Emperor Li did.
He was the ruler of Dali Dynasty, and he could make any decision, and no one could object.
He did not need to think about anything else but himself.
There was dead silence again. Although Ye Futian was angry, there was nothing he could do. He wanted to fight to his heart's content and let the army sweep through Dali Dynasty.
But just as everyone thought, he had more misgivings, and he cared more about it.
"Your Majesty, do you mean to choose war?" Ye Futian stared at Emperor Li and said.
"You've swept all the way from Emperor Xia's Realm to me, and now you're asking me if I want to fight?" Emperor Li smiled sarcastically and said, "Ye Futian, I'll give you two more choices. Withdraw your troops, and I'll release the Imperial Advisor, but he's still not allowed to leave Imperial Li's City. The second choice is that the Imperial Advisor is being suppressed under a pagoda. If you're willing to withstand the three layers of suppression from the pagoda for the Imperial Advisor and survive, and you're willing to withdraw your troops, I'll let the Imperial Advisor go with you."
"A Nirvana level magical artifact. I can't agree to it." Emperor Xia said. He looked at Emperor Li and said, "The Imperial Advisor of Dali once served the Dali Dynasty, yet you threaten us with his life. Emperor Li, don't you feel ashamed of your title as Renhuang?"
"The Imperial Advisor of Dali betrayed us because of him, and he refused to die for the Imperial Advisor. Now, I only ask him to bear the pressure for the Imperial Advisor," Emperor Li replied coldly, "The Imperial Advisor suffered such pain every day for you. Ye Futian, what about you?"
His voice was the same as before. It seemed to contain some kind of magic that affected Ye Futian's will.
Many people's hearts were as clear as a mirror. Before, Emperor Li had expressed his desire for Ye Futian to die.
Now, he did not directly ask for Ye Futian to die for the Imperial Advisor, but this request seemed to be close.
He wanted to use this opportunity to kill Ye Futian to avoid future troubles.
Otherwise, even if Ye Futian promised to let go of this grudge, Emperor Li would still not be at ease.
Only a dead person was worth letting down his guard.
"What's the difference between letting Emperor Li control the ritual implement and wanting me to die before?" Ye Futian said.
"Let others control it," Emperor Li said. Ye Futian seemed to be moved.
"No matter what means I use?" Ye Futian asked.
"Yes," Emperor Li replied.
Means?
Even if Ye Futian had extraordinary means, as a Saint of True Self, if he dared to nod, there would only be one ending — death.
Even if he could use external forces to exert strength far beyond his level, it would be the same.
"Ye Futian," Emperor Xia called. He looked at Ye Futian.
Ye Futian turned his head and looked at Emperor Xia. Emperor Xia said, "You don't need to agree to any of his conditions."
Obviously, he did not want Ye Futian to save the Imperial Advisor in this way.
Since Emperor Li proposed it, he had absolute confidence in taking Ye Futian's life.
As long as Ye Futian nodded, what awaited him could be a dead end.
"What if Your Majesty breaks your promise?" Ye Futian asked again.
"The Peacock Emperor is here. Let us be witnesses," Emperor Li looked up at the Peacock Emperor and said.
"Very well." The Peacock Emperor nodded in the void.
"Father." Kong Xuan looked at him. The Peacock Emperor had agreed so decisively, but for Ye Futian, it could be fatal.
However, the Peacock Emperor seemed extremely calm. The path was chosen by Ye Futian himself. This war was initiated by him, and everything was done by him.
The final decision was naturally in the hands of Ye Futian.
"Very well."
Ye Futian spat out a single word. This single word caused everyone's hearts to tremble.
Xia Qingyuan stared at him. He actually nodded and agreed to such a condition?
"Ye Futian," Emperor Xia said to Ye Futian telepathically.
"Since Emperor Li is threatening me with the Master, this is the only way. If I can't bear it, Your Majesty can interfere by force," Ye Futian said to Emperor Xia. Since Emperor Li wanted him dead so badly, he would play this game with Emperor Li.
Of course, he did not really want to die and exchange his life for it, so he asked Emperor Xia.
He nodded and agreed, but Emperor Xia did not.
Since Emperor Li could interfere by force, Emperor Xia could do the same.
King Tiandao and the Prince Regent's eyes flashed with cold murderous intent. Did he dare to agree?
In that case, the only way was to kill him.
They wanted to see how Ye Futian could resist the killing of the pagoda.
"In that case, let's go to the Imperial Advisor and see." At this moment, Emperor Li seemed very calm and did not show any emotion. He turned around and walked toward the center of the Dali Dynasty's palace. The mighty cultivators of Dali all followed him.
Emperor Xia waved his hand, and suddenly the mighty army moved forward at the same time, heading in one direction.
After a while, they came to a prison and saw the figure of the Imperial Advisor of Dali.
This prison was not an ordinary one, but an independent space. There was a huge pagoda in the sky above the Imperial Advisor of Dali, which shone with dazzling light and turned into an independent prison, sealing the Imperial Advisor's body in it. It was like a space prison.
Wisps of terrible will of the Great Path spread out, and there seemed to be a boundary around the Imperial Advisor's body.
At this time, he sat on the ground, his hair messy, his eyes cloudy, and there was a lot of white hair.
He was like a hero in his twilight years, and there was no longer any of his previous heroic spirit.
Seeing the Imperial Advisor like this, Ye Futian felt a little sad. Was this still the first person under the Renhuang of Dali Dynasty?
"Master." Ye Futian saw this scene and felt sad.
He still remembered when he first came to Dali Dynasty, he came from the Lower Worlds and entered King Li's Palace, and he met Lu Chuan, the disciple of the Imperial Advisor.
Even though he was only the youngest disciple of the Imperial Advisor, Lu Chuan's status was still extraordinary, and he was treated as an honored guest by King Li, one of the four kings who ruled the Lower Worlds.
After entering the Upper Realm of the Dali Dynasty, he could clearly feel how revered the Imperial Advisor was in the Dali Dynasty.
He stood at the top of Dali Dynasty.
But because he did not want to kill him, he ended up like this.
One could imagine how Ye Futian felt.
"Go." The Imperial Advisor looked at Ye Futian with his cloudy eyes and spat out a word, but even the sound he made seemed so weak, and his spirit was lacking.
Go?
Seeing the Imperial Advisor like this, how could Ye Futian leave?
He moved forward, and behind him, the pressure of Emperor Xia shrouded the entire Dali Palace. It seemed that if anyone dared to touch Ye Futian, he would directly attack.
"Master, I will take you with me," Ye Futian said.
The Imperial Advisor's cultivation had been destroyed, and he ended up like this. How could he leave his master here?
Looking at his master now, his breath of life was drying up.
If this went on, he might really die.
For cultivators, the destruction of their cultivation was the biggest nightmare.
The people of Emperor Xia's Realm seemed to understand why Ye Futian wanted to take the Imperial Advisor away at all costs.
The former Imperial Advisor of Dali had become like this. Even the top figures of Emperor Xia's Realm who had seen him in the Crimson Dragon Realm still felt sad.
At that time, the Imperial Advisor was so powerful that even the Great Shaman could not resist and was firmly suppressed. He could even fight several Holiness of Nirvanas alone.
But now? The hero was past his prime and seemed to be on the verge of death.
"Futian, it is not worth it," the Imperial Advisor looked at him and said.
It was not worth it for Ye Futian to save him.
"The Dali Dynasty was second only to one person, but he ended up like this because of me. Was it worth it?" Ye Futian whispered. His heart was in pain. He walked forward step by step, and a terrible breath was released from his body. The Flames of the Way burned the sky, and the wind and clouds above the sky changed.
In an instant, Ye Futian's body seemed to be swallowed by the flames, but his eyes were still on the Imperial Advisor. He walked forward step by step, toward the area suppressed by the pagoda.
"Boom!" A terrible shadow of the God of War condensed, and an illusory face appeared in the Flames of the Way above the sky. It was as if Emperor Kua had come to the world and had been summoned.
A roar came out, and Ye Futian's body became huge. He cast the Zhonglou Battle Form, which grew larger and larger. The huge body released the dazzling light of the sun, and it was insufferably arrogant.
The people of Dali Dynasty looked at this scene in shock. He could really exert such power.
At this time, Ye Futian's breath was that of a Holiness of Nirvana. The power of the Flames of the Way was probably enough to burn a Holiness of Nirvana to death.
"Boom." Ye Futian took a step forward and entered the bottom of the pagoda. Suddenly, beams of light from the pagoda rained down on him, and a powerful killing force flowed down his body as if it was about to shatter his body.
"Do it." Ye Futian looked up and looked at Emperor Li.
Emperor Li's expression was cold. He looked at King Tiandao. King Tiandao was the most confident in killing Ye Futian with the ritual implement.
Even though Ye Futian's power was comparable to that of a Holiness of Nirvana, he still could not escape the fate of being killed.
Today, he must die!
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