When Yu Sheng had entered the demonic state in the past, he had been unable to control the powerful demonic will and had fallen into a berserk state. But as his strength had grown, his control over his power had also grown. It was no longer the same as it had been in the past. After all, his own cultivation had reached the top of the Saint Plane.
Dark demonic light flooded the entire underground palace. There seemed to be demonic sounds lingering in the void. Countless illusory demonic generals appeared, and Yu Sheng was their leader.
At the same time, his demonic body was clad in the armor of the demonic god. The armor of the demonic god seemed to be made of dragon scales. Inside his body, a terrible dark demonic dragon circled around him as if it were a demon god that he had raised.
This demonic dragon was extremely frightening. When it stared at Dou Zhao, Dou Zhao's Eyes of the God of War also felt a strong threat. The eyes of the demonic dragon seemed to have a life of its own. It was the manifestation of a great demon.
This was a gift from the demonic dragon to Yu Sheng. Yu Sheng clearly remembered that before he had left, the demonic dragon had extracted its own dragon spirit. It had endured unparalleled pain and bestowed power upon Yu Sheng. Yu Sheng did not understand why it had done this. If it had only been to teach him how to cultivate, it would have been far more than this.
He could faintly feel that the demonic dragon had feelings for him. It was very likely that it knew him, or rather, that it knew his elders. It had a special connection with him, and that was why it had done this.
Sometimes he would also think of the words that his father had told him when he was young. Naturally, he understood that Ye Futian's birth was extraordinary. His father had said that he was born to be an emperor and was destined to walk the path of an emperor. And on this path, he would help him overcome all obstacles. This had always been his belief.
As for who he was, he did not want to think too much about it.
Yu Sheng stepped forward. The demonic might in the underground palace roared and rolled wildly. Tens of thousands of demons howled and swallowed the mountains and rivers. This area of heaven and earth turned into a demonic domain. All power would be buried within it, and no one would be able to stop it.
The moment Dou Zhao saw Yu Sheng, he also moved. Even in the form of the God of War, he felt an unparalleled pressure. He also stepped forward, and his eyes turned into divine eyes, shooting out incomparably strong will. That fighting will turned into divine light, illuminating the underground palace. It seemed to drive away the demonic might. The seven marks of the God of War between his eyebrows burst forth with blinding light at the same time, causing his power to rise to the extreme.
He punched out with the Fighting God's Fist Will.
At this moment, two gigantic figures appeared within the ten feet tall underground palace. One was a God of War while the other was a Demon God. They occupied the entire underground palace as these two gigantic figures clashed together, sending out indestructible fists towards each other.
"Boom …"
The void trembled, and a storm swept out. Even though the spectators had activated their own defenses, they were still sent flying by the violent storm of the Great Path. Many of them retreated continuously and could not stand steadily, but their eyes were still fixed on the battlefield.
What level of battle was this?
This was their first battle in the God's relic, yet they were already facing such a violent battle. Even cultivators who had just entered the Renhuang Plane could not compare.
"Boom, boom, boom …"
Beams of divine light pierced through the body of the god of war. It was as if they were exploding, piercing through him. There was a loud noise like that of thunder, and the body of the god of war collapsed. Dou Zhao's body flew backward and slammed into the wall of the underground palace. His body of the god of war disappeared and returned to its original size. The will of the god of war between his eyebrows also dimmed.
"Cough, cough …"
Dou Zhao coughed lightly, and blood flowed from the corner of his mouth. He looked at Yu Sheng and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth. He smiled and said, "I thought that in the 3,000 Realms of the Great Path, with the will of the Sevenfold Fighting God, even if I am not invincible below the Renhuang Plane, there are few who can shake me. I did not expect that in the first real battle, I would lose to you. As expected, I cannot underestimate the geniuses of the Nine Realms. With this kind of power, perhaps I can only fight with the will of the Eighfold Fighting God."
"You are already very strong," Yu Sheng said, looking at Dou Zhao. He had never met anyone who could fight with him to this extent. It was probably only the person next to him. However, they would not fight to this extent. Therefore, Dou Zhao was the first person at the same level as him to fight with him.
Therefore, of course, he was very strong.
Dou Zhao felt that Yu Sheng really thought so, but why did it sound so sarcastic? He, who had lost, was already very strong. Wasn't this guy boasting that he was even stronger?
However, a defeat was a defeat. There was no point in thinking about this.
"Although this fighting will is naturally suitable for me, since I have already lost, it belongs to you. I believe that the Clan of the Seven Slayers will not have any objections," said Dou Zhao. Since he had been defeated, Seventh Kill had no hope of winning either. He was confident in this. It was impossible for there to be many people here who were stronger than him.
Seventh Slayer did not have any objections, and he did not intend to use the seventh spear. If Dou Zhao had been defeated, then fighting again would be futile. There was no need to pay such a high price.
After this battle, Dou Zhao would probably have to rest for a while. It would take up a lot of his time.
"Let's go." Seventh Slayer turned and left decisively, without any reluctance. They had come with the School of the Emperor Star to steal, but since they could not get the relic, they gave up. There was no point in wasting time here.
Soon, the people of the Clan of the Seven Slayers all walked out of the underground palace.
"Yu Sheng, you go and try," Ye Futian said to Yu Sheng. If this fighting will was combined with Yu Sheng's natural strength and the power of the Dragon God, how strong would it be?
But Yu Sheng shook his head and said, "I am not good at this. If it does not belong to me, I will not be able to get it. You should go."
In his mind, as long as Ye Futian acted, there was basically nothing he could not get.
He could be called a relic killer, and some of Ye Futian's abilities were not suitable for him to use. Next, he might have to face Renhuang, so it was more suitable for Ye Futian to inherit this fighting will.
Ye Futian did not hold back. He looked at Dou Zhao, and a fruit of the Way of Life appeared in his hand. He threw it to Dou Zhao.
Dou Zhao looked at the fruit with a strange expression. He looked at Ye Futian with some surprise.
"Your strength is not bad. Let's be friends. If we run into any trouble in the relic, we can try to work together. This fruit of the Way should help you recover quickly," said Ye Futian.
Dou Zhao was silent for a moment when he heard Ye Futian's words, but he was a straightforward person. He smiled and said, "Dou Zhao of the Dou tribe."
After saying this, he threw the fruit of the Way into his mouth. These two people were very interesting.
"Ye Futian, Yu Sheng." Ye Futian also introduced them. "I am going to take the relic. I may need you to go out for a while."
"Sure." Dou Zhao nodded and did not say anything else. He got up and left with the people of the Dou tribe.
Yu Sheng looked at Ye Futian speechlessly. Even he did not have such generosity.
Yu Sheng did not have it because Ye Futian felt that this guy did not need it.
As for giving it to Dou Zhao, it was because Dou Zhao's personality was more straightforward. Sometimes, the methods people used in battle could reflect their personality. Moreover, Dou Zhao was really strong. Of the three people before him, Dou Zhao, who had opened the seventh level of the Fighting God Will, should be the strongest.
If he continued to move forward in the Battle of the Nine Realms, he might face cultivators from various forces. Moreover, he had many enemies before. There were several major forces in the Heavenly Mandate Realm, and the Golden Divine Nation in the Higher Heavens Realm. Now, the Shen clan was also a potential enemy. He did not know what the future would be like. It would not be bad to make friends with the heirs of some top clans.
Who said that one had to be an enemy in the relic? No discord, no concord.
If you beat someone into submission, you could still make friends. Dou Zhao had obviously been beaten into submission by Yu Sheng.
After the people of the Dou tribe left, only Ye Futian and Yu Sheng were left in the underground palace.
Ye Futian walked towards the end of the underground palace. A formless battle will turned into a screen of light. When Ye Futian approached it, he felt an extremely strong pressure. He took a step forward, wanting to force his way through.
"Boom." His body was sent flying backward. The battle intent seemed to be able to penetrate his body.
An extremely strong fighting will that had not dissipated for thousands of years was terrifying.
Branches and leaves spread out from Ye Futian's body.
"I'll go guard the door." Yu Sheng turned and walked out of the underground palace. Ye Futian's Life Spirit bloomed. A brilliant divine tree covered the sky, covering the underground palace and the area of fighting will in front of him.
The brilliant divine tree swayed, and golden divine light bloomed from it. It was as if an emperor's imprint was infused into the tree, invading the fighting will. Ye Futian's entire body was covered.
As the branches and leaves seeped in, the fighting will was gradually absorbed by the World Tree, merging into the branches and leaves.
The Deed of Thorough Comprehension was released. Ye Futian's body turned into a furnace of the Great Path, causing the World Tree to absorb even faster. It continued to spread into the fighting will and absorb it.
Ye Futian walked forward. Wrapped in the divine tree, he walked to the throne step by step. He looked at the incomparably terrifying spear, as well as the sacred phantom of the divine general. The undissipated fighting will turned into the divine general's figure of the past, which was still there today.
The branches and leaves of the Divine Tree invaded and shrouded the spear within. Ye Futian felt the intense fighting will within. He slowly extended his hand and grabbed the spear. In an instant, the unparalleled fighting will rushed into his body. Ye Futian's body lit up with terrifying divine light, as if he was a human emperor. He was devouring and refining the fighting will, making it stronger and stronger. His entire body seemed to be burning.
Outside the underground palace, Dou Zhao sat there recovering. Yu Sheng also walked to the door.
"Why did you come out?" Dou Zhao asked Yu Sheng.
"He's inheriting that fighting will," Yu Sheng replied.
Dou Zhao didn't say anything more, but he had some thoughts in his mind. Yu Sheng's combat power was so terrifying. Why didn't he let him inherit it?
However, he wouldn't ask.
Not long after, a figure walked out of the underground palace. Dou Zhao looked up at Ye Futian and said, "Why did you come out?"
"I'm done," Ye Futian said.
？？？
Dou Zhao looked at Ye Futian. Who was he kidding?
"This spear is not bad." Ye Futian stretched out his hand. There was a flash of light, and a long spear appeared in his hand. It shone brightly, and the fighting will seemed to break out of the spear.
"…"
Dou Zhao felt a little confused!
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