On the divine platform of the Violet Heavenly Palace, the might of the Great Path of Thunder fell from the sky and gathered on the Thunder Platform in the center.
A Renhuang Plane cultivator walked to the center and put his palms together. Endless divine might of thunder gathered in one place. The nine Thunder Platforms merged into one, forming a heavenly platform. The will of the Great Path of Thunder flowed down from the sky, and the divine platform was covered with the light of thunder.
"The last eight, stand around the platform," said the Renhuang. Suddenly, eight figures stepped forward and came to the huge screen of lightning on the platform. They floated there, bathed in the might of the thunder, and their temperaments were extraordinary.
Ye Futian was naturally among the eight.
The cultivators of the Divine Elephants looked at Ye Futian. When Ye Futian had been cultivating with the Divine Elephants, the Divine Elephant Emperor had personally taught him. Although many cultivators of the Divine Elephants did not understand why, Ye Futian's talent was indeed frightening. He had cultivated the ultimate skills of the Divine Elephants Stomping the Sky and the Divine Elephant Void-splitting Fist to an extremely powerful level. He had cultivated the power of the Divine Elephants, and he had also cultivated various methods.
Later, Ye Futian had sparred with Xiang Mang in the Divine Elephants Clan. However, every time they fought, Ye Futian did not seem to use his full strength. Even so, he was still able to deal with Xiang Mang. His combat ability was frightening. Many cultivators of the Divine Elephants almost thought that Ye Futian was a member of the Divine Elephants.
After Ye Futian had left, the Divine Elephant Emperor's instructions had shocked them.
Now, here he was, in the form of the Seventh Swordsman, and he was still able to fight. It must be known that Ye Futian had not used much of his power, such as the great attack techniques of the Divine Elephants, his staff techniques, and his starry techniques.
In the area where 10,000 Divine Mountain was, a powerful figure of 10,000 Divine Mountain asked Gao Huang, who was next to him, "Who do you think is the strongest of these eight?"
The strongest he spoke of was not in terms of strength. After all, they were at different levels.
Gao Huang understood what he meant. His dark eyes looked at the eight people on the Thunder Platform and said, "The Seventh Swordsman of the Purple Underworld who defeated Li Ba."
"Why do you think it is him?" Asked the powerful figure next to him. "The Nirvana Plane and the Saint of True Self are both peerless geniuses. Perhaps they are not as strong as Zhan Yuan, but if they are trained in the Violet Heavenly Palace, they are not much weaker. They have great potential."
"Because he's the only one who can't see through it." Gao Huang said in a low voice, and the powerful figure nodded slightly. That was the truth. Although the other seven were strong, they had all unleashed their strongest abilities in the previous battles. Only the battle where the Seventh Swordsman defeated Li Ba was the Seventh Swordsman's limit.
The divine general of the Heavenly Mandate Dynasty glanced at the mighty ones from 10,000 Divine Mountain, then asked the Crown Prince of the Heavenly Mandate Dynasty, "What does Your Highness think?"
"In my eyes, they are all the same." The Crown Prince of the Heavenly Mandate Dynasty had extremely dazzling divine light in his eyes. His voice was light and breezy, yet it was extremely overbearing.
The Divine General beside him smiled. He naturally understood what 'the same' meant.
Indeed, His Majesty had said that the Crown Prince was born to be a supreme being. In front of the Crown Prince, these people were all the same.
If they were enemies, they would be suppressed.
In the vast Heavenly Mandate Realm, there were less than five people who could compete with the Crown Prince. Maybe there were less than three.
The Crown Prince's opponent should now be the peerless genius created by Gu Tianxing. Although the Celestial Gate of Vast Heaven did not come, it could be imagined that the genius created by Gu Tianxing would inevitably become an extremely terrifying figure.
"It has begun."
The Divine General of the Heavenly Mandate Dynasty looked at the platform. Two Doctrine Saints stepped onto the platform first, and the space below burst into a clamor.
Of the two Doctrine Saints, one was a member of a top force in Thunder Punishment City, and the other was a very young foreign cultivator. He was extraordinarily talented, and his comprehension of the great path of lightning was astonishing. Many people admired him, thinking that he had great potential.
A battle broke out, and in the end, it was the top force from Thunder Punishment City who won. In fact, the other's talent was not inferior to his at all, and he was even more outstanding. However, the disadvantage in Thunder Laws determined the outcome of the battle.
After the battle, the Violet Heavenly Palace sent out an invitation, and both agreed to enter the Violet Heavenly Palace to cultivate. They would become disciples of the same clan from being opponents.
However, there were many disciples of the Violet Heavenly Palace. Entering the Violet Heavenly Palace meant that they had entered the first orthodox force of Heavenly Mandate Thunder Laws. But how far they could go would depend on themselves.
The second battle was also extremely exciting. The two geniuses of the Saints of True Self were very strong, especially one of them. His talent was so terrifying that many great figures of the Violet Heavenly Palace were tempted.
After the battle, he was also chosen to enter the Violet Heavenly Palace and become a disciple of the Violet Heavenly Palace.
"The Battle of Unblemished, Seventh Swordsman and Zhuo Yuan," the powerful figure announced. Zhuo Yuan had been very popular before, just like Li Ba. The Seventh Swordsman's power was just as shocking, and he had defeated Li Ba.
As such, this battle attracted a lot of attention.
The two of them stepped onto the platform. Sword will circled around Ye Futian's body, and the Way of Thunder was hidden in his sword.
Bolts of lightning stood in front of Zhuo Yuan, emitting sharp crackling noises like pencil-straight beams of light.
Bolts of lightning fell around Ye Futian, and they seemed to be even sharper than swords.
Zhuo Yuan's lightning contained extremely powerful cutting and destructive power. It was a very strange kind of lightning power, and its power was very terrifying.
His body floated in the air, and endless bolts of lightning fell straight down on Ye Futian's head like countless lines.
Ye Futian's mind moved, and the swords around him went up against the flow, colliding with the lightning falling down. A sharp sound was heard, but it was not the sound of thunder.
Whoosh, whoosh … The lightning fell like beams of light, covering the entire area. One by one, the swords were torn apart. The lightning descended and landed on Ye Futian's body.
Ye Futian had a feeling that his soul was about to be cut apart. There was a very strong feeling of being torn apart.
Zhuo Yuan's body floated towards Ye Futian. More lightning flashed, surrounding Ye Futian's body and above the void sky, drowning him in it.
He formed a seal with both hands, and his expression was solemn. Suddenly, endless lightning went towards Ye Futian, and the place where Ye Futian was was buried by the lightning.
Ye Futian stretched out his hands, holding up the endless dazzling divine swords in the sky. His body also floated up, and the swords whistled in the sky, turning into a destructive storm of Sword Qi, wrapping his body in it.
The flowing storm of Sword Qi went up against the flow, constantly colliding with the lightning.
"Zhuo Yuan's Way of Lightning contains the power of space, and its killing power is amazing," a powerful figure above whispered. Many disciples of the Violet Heavenly Palace were not as good at this kind of attack.
Voom.
However, at that moment, within the terrifying storm of Sword Qi, a sword broke through the power of the attack and shot straight towards Zhuo Yuan. Ye Futian controlled the sword through the air. The sword was wrapped in a monstrous storm of Sword Qi as it shot towards Zhuo Yuan.
Zhuo Yuan stretched out his hand, and suddenly a terrible devouring power appeared in his palm. Countless lightning gathered in his palm, turning into a terrible space vortex storm, wrapping around the sword that was coming at him.
"Cut," Ye Futian said from the air. The sword fell and pierced into the vortex in the center of the palm. Countless bolts of lightning swallowed the sword bit by bit into the vortex.
His eyes also turned a terrible purple, and he stretched out his hand towards Ye Futian. Endless lightning in the sky and earth gathered in his palm, forming a shocking aura.
He took a step forward, and his body disappeared from where he was. His palm blasted towards Ye Futian.
Voom. Ye Futian's body also disappeared. He moved through space and appeared above Zhuo Yuan's head.
Both of them were skilled in the power of space.
Zhuo Yuan looked up into the sky and saw Ye Futian glancing at him. His will moved, and above the sky, tens of thousands of swords were in the air, covering the entire platform.
The lightning was hidden in the swords, and in an instant, tens of thousands of swords shot out and fell down.
Zhuo Yuan's eyes were cold as he looked up into the sky. His palm swallowed up the divine lightning in the sky. He stepped on the ground and stretched out his hand. A terrible lightning vortex covered the sky and earth. When the swords fell, they were swallowed up by the lightning vortex and destroyed.
Divine lightning was hidden in the palm of his hand.
The vortex grew larger and larger, covering the entire sky. Countless divine swords fell and were all destroyed.
Towering might swept out from Ye Futian's body. The swords in the sky moved with the rules of the Great Path, continuing to attack, but it seemed that they could not fill up the vortex storm.
But he did not stop his movements. One sword after another, and each sword seemed to cut through the sky and destroy the storm.
Violent rumbling sounds were heard. The falling swords seemed to have no limit, and each sword was stronger than the one before.
Until a divine sword that was tens of thousands of meters long was formed, and it made the hearts of many tremble.
This sword seemed to be formed by the fusion of countless swords.
Bang. Ye Futian stepped down and stepped on the sword, and the sword fell with it.
Rumbling sounds shook the sky. The lightning vortex storm in Zhuo Yuan's palm swallowed up the sky and earth. Endless divine lightning wrapped around the giant sword, but the giant sword continued to fall, entering the center of the storm bit by bit. The storm that was like an abyss of lightning wanted to swallow it up, but an unparalleled tearing force burst from the sword.
The lightning vortex gradually spread, growing larger and larger. With a loud rumble, the storm finally could not hold on any longer and collapsed.
A strong beam of light shot out, blinding everyone's eyes and drowning the platform.
When everything returned to normal, Ye Futian was still standing in the sky, while Zhuo Yuan was standing on the platform in a sorry state, coughing up blood.
"So strong." Many people's hearts trembled. The intensity of this battle was even stronger than the battle between Ye Futian and Li Ba. Before, Ye Futian had avoided direct confrontation, but this time, he was facing Zhuo Yuan directly, which was very shocking.
Many people from the Violet Heavenly Palace looked at him with admiration. If the Seventh Swordsman was trained well, he would have a bright future. Even if he was not as good as Zhan Yuan, he would not be too far behind. He could become an important figure in the Heavenly Palace in the future!
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