Hearing this, cold murderous intent flashed through Ye Futian's eyes.
It seemed that Emperor Luo's desire to kill him was as strong as ever.
At the Nandou Nation's Tingfeng Banquet, he'd tried once to test Emperor Ye's bottom line. If Emperor Ye hadn't protected him at all costs, Emperor Luo would've really attacked.
He didn't even know these people but they wanted to kill him. It was obvious that they'd received orders from Emperor Luo.
If that was the case, then …
"Yun Qianmo," Ye Futian called. Ye Futian shouted. Yun Qianmo stood on a boulder not far from Ye Futian. She faced the group of figures charging at her. Sword intent formed and in an instant, a terrifying sword intent enveloped the entire space.
"Kill without mercy," Ye Futian said.
His fingers didn't stop plucking at the strings. As he played, the intent in the sword wall seemed to meld with his music. It surged into Yun Qianmo's mind, making her sword intent even stronger. Ye Futian spat out the words but his fingers didn't stop plucking at the strings. Instead, the sword intent in Yun Qianmo's body grew stronger.
A sword appeared and slashed out, blocking all the advancing figures. Then Yun Qianmo's figure flashed and her clothes fluttered. Like a gust of wind, she landed in front of a figure.
Her sword fell like rain, falling towards the other. The strong cultivator's expression changed slightly. He slapped out with both palms and a terrifying flame swept out. At the same time, a flame dragon swallowed.
The sword fell like rain, piercing through everything, annihilating both the flame and the spell. Then it pierced through the man's body. In an instant, blood flowed from the man's body. He trembled violently. Looking down at himself, he realized that his body was riddled with holes.
"No …" A sense of fear rose in his heart, and his eyes were filled with despair. Then, his body fell from the sky.
This scene caused the people who were moving forward to stop in their tracks, and they all looked at the beautiful figure.
But Yun Qianmo didn't stop. Sword intent filled the sky and sword aura filled the vast space.
The rain formed a line. Yun Qianmo swung her sword again. Her movements were light and elegant. A strong cultivator's forehead was pierced and he died.
Yun Qianmo was already in the Eighth-level Dharma Plane. In addition, Ye Futian's music resonated with the sword intent on the stone wall. Combined with her own sword intent and sword techniques, her abilities had completely transformed. She was much more powerful than the proud daughter of the Sword Clan.
Thus, when she charged into the crowd, although she looked weak, every strike of her sword was fatal.
The geniuses of the Nandou Nation frantically cast spells to attack her. However, her swords were like rain, covering the entire space. Not only was her attack terrifying, but her defense was also very strong. No one could do anything to her.
"Kill Ye Futian first." The expressions of the people of the Nandou Nation changed. They looked at Ye Futian. His music could greatly increase Yun Qianmo's abilities.
The sorcerer skilled in wind sorcery went straight for Ye Futian. Yun Qianmo's figure flashed, killing continuously but still couldn't stop everyone.
Two figures charged in Ye Futian's direction.
Ye Futian glanced at them and said indifferently, "What's the point of dying for someone named Luo?"
As the sound of his voice faded, his ten fingers rapidly plucked the strings of the guqin. In an instant, the two of them were immersed in the artistic conception of the guqin. Incomparably violent waves swept towards them, causing their expressions to change drastically as they retreated.
But at this moment, the words on the sword wall seemed to shine with sword light. Materialized sword intent shot out of the wall, piercing through the air and sweeping towards the two figures.
Rain poured down. The two retreated frantically but how could they avoid the rain? When the raindrops landed on them, they pierced through their bodies. Then they fell from the sky.
"He's this powerful?"
Everyone stared at Ye Futian in shock. Everyone knew that the intent on the wall was strong but they didn't think that Ye Futian could use it to unleash such power. It seemed that even if Yun Qianmo hadn't acted, Liu Yuan still wouldn't have been Ye Futian's match.
The people of the Nandou Nation trembled. They'd just arrived and didn't know what had happened. After seeing Ye Futian, they immediately thought of Emperor Luo's words and wanted to kill him to gain merit. But they didn't think that what awaited them was death.
"Go." One figure after another retreated. The people of the Nandou Nation clearly understood the situation.
"Why leave since you're here? Stay." As soon as Ye Futian finished speaking, his sword intent grew stronger, covering all parts of the Cang Mountain stone wall. The sword intent swept out and Yun Qianmo's figure flashed continuously. The surrounding people saw people fall one after another until all those who'd attacked Ye Futian had fallen.
The space was deathly silent. Ye Futian and Yun Qianmo's cooperation had killed dozens of Dharma Plane cultivators, including many top Dharma Plane cultivators.
Though they'd done it with the help of the stone wall's intent, it was still shocking. Luckily, they hadn't attacked Ye Futian before. Otherwise, they'd be dead.
At this time, Ye Futian's gaze fell on a figure in the distance. Xi Lou stood there. He was the only one who hadn't attacked so he was still alive.
"Why didn't you attack?" Ye Futian asked.
"Even if I leave the Ancient Barren World, I promise you that I won't work for Emperor Luo." Xi Lou didn't answer the question but it was his way of survival.
"Alright. If I see you work for the Luo Clan one day, I'll take your life. Go," Ye Futian said with a smile. Xi Lou retreated immediately without stopping.
His plane was low so he'd kept an eye out. He didn't expect to save his life.
Naturally, he could tell that Ye Futian and Emperor Luo were determined to kill each other. He knew what to say if he wanted to live.
After Xi Lou left, Yun Qianmo floated back into the distance. Ye Futian looked at her and asked, "Did you comprehend everything?"
Yun Qianmo nodded lightly. She looked at Ye Futian calmly. She wasn't arrogant or petty. She'd agreed to be Ye Futian's servant but that didn't mean she had to lower herself.
Ye Futian had taught her the stone wall's intent so she did her part. When Ye Futian gave her an order, she carried it out without hesitation.
"Alright." Ye Futian stopped playing and the Guqin Spirit disappeared. He said, "Let's go back to Qianmeng City."
Everyone had comprehended the stone wall of the Cang Mountain Relic and received some fate. There was no need to stay here.
Yun Qianmo walked out and quietly stood behind Ye Futian as if she was really fulfilling her duty as a servant.
"Ruo Yu, what about you? What plans do you have?" Ye Futian asked with a smile.
"I'm preparing to leave the Ancient Barren World. I feel like I don't fit in here," Ruo Yu said with a smile. She was touched after this incident.
"Alright, we'll meet again if we have the chance," Ye Futian said with a smile. The group climbed onto the Black Wind Eagle's back. With the wind, the Black Wind Eagle spread its wings and flew. It was clearly faster than before.
Seeing the figure in the air, Ruo Yu smiled and waved at the sky. This short experience must be unforgettable. She didn't know if she'd have the chance to see him again.
Beside her, Ruo Qiu, Wang Jue, and the others had long lost their temper. Their hearts were numb. When Ye Futian and Yun Qianmo worked together and killed so many Dharma Plane cultivators with a snap of their fingers, they were extremely shocked. The peerless figure sitting in front of the stone wall was so unfamiliar. It was as if he should be looking down from above, even if his cultivation wasn't high.
In the air, the Black Wind Eagle rode the wind.
"Aren't you worried that I'll go back on my word?" Yun Qianmo asked curiously as she looked at Ye Futian.
"You agreed to be my servant at the expense of your reputation. If it's just for the Cang Mountain Relic, you can do whatever you want." Ye Futian smiled at Yun Qianmo.
Yun Qianmo stared at the handsome young face and then said, "I agreed to be your servant but there are some things I can't do."
"Such as?" Ye Futian looked at Yun Qianmo with a strange expression.
"You know what you're doing." Yun Qianmo looked away. "As for the rest, I'll do my best."
Ye Futian blinked and then looked at Lin Yueyao beside him. Depressed, he asked, "Do I look like that kind of person?"
"Yes." Lin Yueyao nodded with a smile.
Ye Futian's expression darkened. Then he said gloomily, "Don't worry. Even if you want to, you won't have a chance."
"Right, Yun Qianmo, what's with the noble fate?" Ye Futian released his fate. It shone brightly and shot up dozens of feet high.
Yun Qianmo looked at Ye Futian in shock. How did this guy get so much fate?
"Didn't Ruo Yu tell you?" Yun Qianmo asked.
"She only told me how to get fate," Ye Futian said.
Yun Qianmo nodded lightly and said, "When fate reaches a certain level, it will change. Noble fate will be born and noble will will be born. This is the power of Noble Plane cultivators. To be able to obtain noble will in the Dharma Plane means that one will at least be in the Noble Plane. Thus, the top forces of the Eastern Barren Territory will choose disciples who have obtained noble fate in the lower Ancient Barren World."
The people of the upper Ancient Barren World were already in the Arcana Plane and many entered to break through to the Noble Plane. Their potential was clearly not as good as the geniuses who had obtained noble will in the lower Ancient Barren World.
"Noble fate is also divided into levels. You should have felt it. The intent you comprehended on the stone wall could be noble will. Because of this, when it accumulates to a certain level, it can change into true noble will. The noble fate produced by this change is low-level noble fate," Yun Qianmo continued.
Yun Qianmo continued, "Some of the more powerful geniuses can use the fate they receive to understand their own noble fate. For example, I cultivate the sword and focus on sword fate. Or, I can use all of my fate to cultivate sword intent until a noble sword intent is born. This kind of pure noble fate is mid-level noble fate."
"There are even more monstrous people. They can comprehend different types of noble wills in the Dharma Plane. Such terrifying geniuses have upper-class noble fate. If someone can obtain such fate, all the top forces in the Eastern Barren Territory will fight for it. Such monstrous geniuses are too rare. I heard that even if there is one, it's possible that they're a junior raised by a top force in the Eastern Barren Territory.
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