The enmity between Ye Futian and the Heavenly Mandate Dynasty did not exist. They were already mortal enemies, so there was no need to worry.
Not killing Yi Tianyu could only be a sign of disdain. This kind of disdain was a kind of humiliation for Yi Tianyu, who was known as a natural supreme being.
However, the reality was so cruel. The winner took it all.
He could not withstand this spear.
In this battle, except for the Heavenly Mandate Dynasty, all the other forces of the Heavenly Mandate Realm were on Ye Futian's side. When they saw this spear, they felt infinite emotion in their hearts.
After this spear, the Heavenly Mandate Realm truly had the first person of the younger generation, the undisputed first person.
Yi Tianyu could not withstand this spear. Who could compete with him?
The Renhuang of the Martial God Clan had left and never returned.
Since Ye Futian could kill a Renhuang, it was not surprising that Yi Tianyu could not withstand this spear.
Since the death of Gu Tianxing, the modern Heavenly Mandate Realm had actually fallen behind the other Nine Realms. There was no one standing at the top. But now, in the next generation, Ye Futian would have the opportunity to stand at the top.
Would this affect the entire Heavenly Mandate Realm?
Many people of the demon clan thought of the prophecy of the prophet. Would this prophecy be related to Ye Futian?
Ye Futian glanced at Ye Man again and said coldly, "For the sake of the Divine Palace, I will not argue with you. Get out."
"Get out …"
Ye Man's face was pale. As the princess of the Snow Divine Kingdom, she had been sent to the Divine Palace of the Higher Heavens Realm to cultivate. When had she ever been humiliated like this? Someone of her generation looked at her and told her to get out?
Sadly, she did not even have the right to refute.
To get out was to forgive her, to spare her life. Would she dare to refuse?
For dignity, would she dare to pay with her life?
Ye Man did not dare, so she shut up. She just felt extremely uncomfortable.
Looking at Yi Tianyu, who was not far from her, she felt a wave of sadness. She and Yi Tianyu were considered peerless geniuses in the Divine Palace, and they were envied by countless people. But here, they had fallen into such a miserable situation.
"Let's go." Yin Tianyu's face was expressionless as he walked into the distance and left. His silhouette gave people a faint sense of sadness. Ye Man looked at his silhouette and thought that this shot must have been a great blow to him.
She lowered her head and walked away, following Yin Tianyu out of this place.
There were not many people left in the Heavenly Mandate Dynasty and the Snow Divine Kingdom, and all of them were injured. They had almost no more power to fight. They left the battlefield with an endless sense of defeat. They were no longer qualified to participate in the battle. They were only able to live because of Ye Futian's mercy.
After they left, Ye Futian's gaze swept across the other battlefields. Although the battlefields were very far away from each other, everyone knew what happened on Ye Futian's side. When Ye Futian returned, he was already the center of attention. Everyone was watching him.
Now, there was no doubt that the Renhuang of the Martial God Clan would not be able to return.
Ye Futian and Yu Sheng joined forces to kill a Renhuang?
How did they do it?
The cultivators of the Martial God Clan were no longer in the mood to fight. Yu Sheng charged into the Zhenyu Clan like a tiger charging into a flock of sheep. Wherever he passed, no one could remain standing in the air. One figure after another fell from the sky, crippled. The only reason they did not die was because Ye Futian did not want to be too ruthless. He told Yu Sheng not to kill.
After all, they still had to go out. Hence, he left some leeway.
Ye Futian's figure flashed. He moved again. Many people looked in his direction. Who was he heading towards?
Golden lightning streaked across the sky. The spear, which was surrounded by an extremely strong fighting will, stabbed out again. Then, everyone saw a body fly backward. It was the leader of the Martial God Clan, Wu Zhan.
His body crashed into the mountain wall behind him. The mountain wall trembled and cracked. A bloody hole appeared in Wu Zhan's chest. Blood continuously seeped from the corner of his mouth. His face was pale. He felt as if his internal organs had almost been crushed.
Ye Futian raised his head and looked forward. He stood in front of Yuan Hong. He pointed his spear at him and said, "How much more of this ritual implement do you want?"
Wu Zhan looked at Ye Futian's figure and said very decisively, "A defeat is a defeat. I admit defeat. I will take my people and leave now."
There was no point in continuing to fight. If he fought to the death, he might really die. Ye Futian's spear attack just now was enough to kill him.
Ye Futian retracted his spear and said, "Go and look for other relics. Don't step foot into this place again."
"Alright." Wu Zhan nodded. Now, whatever Ye Futian said was the law. What could he do?
The fateful encounters here naturally had nothing to do with them anymore.
The battles in the other directions also stopped one after another. Many cultivators scattered.
Ye Futian looked at his people below and said, "If you want to pursue it, you can continue to fight. I will help you. If you don't want to fight, then stop here."
Actually, he could go on a killing spree. However, if he really did so, there would be endless troubles in the future. After all, he was not alone. If these people still wanted to use this as an excuse to treat him as an enemy after he left, then he would not show mercy next time.
No one said anything. In reality, Ye Futian's side had the absolute advantage. They were all suppressing their opponents. Their losses were limited. The main thing was that the other side had suffered heavy casualties. If they stopped fighting, their losses would be small. Naturally, they did not want to be too ruthless.
On the contrary, if they were the side that had suffered heavy casualties, it would be impossible for them to stop fighting. However, from the beginning until now, they had always been at an advantage.
The allied forces of the Martial God Clan naturally had nothing to say. In reality, they did not even have the right to choose. They were the defeated side. Their fates were in the hands of the other side. Since the other side was willing to stop fighting, other than leaving with their tails between their legs, what else could they do?
One figure after another turned around and left. They looked at the Spatial Sacred Hall with some reluctance to part.
"Wait," Ye Futian shouted. Everyone stopped in their tracks.
"Leave behind the treasures that you took from the Spatial Sacred Hall. You can leave, but the spoils of war must be left behind," Ye Futian said with a smile. Instantly, the expressions of the Martial God Clan and the other major forces darkened.
"Those were what we obtained before. Why should we leave?" Wu Zhan stared at Ye Futian and asked.
Ye Futian looked at him and revealed a strange expression. He said, "I was the one who opened the seal. Why do you want to snatch it?"
Why did he ask this?
Winner takes all. Why else?
Wu Zhan stared at Ye Futian. Ye Futian raised his eyebrows. There was a hint of cold murderous intent between his brows. When he saw this scene, Wu Zhan's heart trembled. He gritted his teeth and took out two divine arms. They flew towards Ye Futian.
After that, a few more divine arms flew out and landed in his hands.
"Benefactor Ye, we hit it off quite well. If you have time to come to the Mountain Realm in the future, you can come to the Shenxing clan," the monk of the Shenxing clan said with a smile.
Ye Futian stretched out his left hand and hooked his finger at him. He said, "Master, be more self-aware."
He had returned two of the three divine arms that he had unsealed. One was in the hands of the Shenxing clan.
He had not handed over the divine arms. How could he be friends?
How could he be friends?
"Benefactor Ye, we still have a Renhuang here. If we are too extreme, I'm afraid it will not be good," the monk said with a smile. Said the monk with a smile. A Renhuang beside him had just fought a Demon Emperor of the Sky Demon Court not long ago.
"The Martial God Clan also had a Renhuang. He died later." Ye Futian also revealed a very hypocritical smile.
The corner of the monk's mouth twitched. His smile gradually disappeared. He said, "Benefactor Ye, do you really want to be so extreme?"
"I'll ask you one last time. Will you give it to me or not?" Ye Futian asked with a smile. The monk of the Shenxing clan was silent for a moment. Then, he took out a divine implement and threw it at Ye Futian.
Ye Futian caught it and nodded with satisfaction. He said, "Have a safe trip, Master."
"I won't be seeing you off." The monk of the Shenxing clan walked past Ye Futian. The other cultivators also left with him. Soon, this group of people disappeared from this place.
"The monks of the Shenxing clan have always had a bad reputation. They are sinister and cunning. If we just let them go like this, I'm afraid they will cause more trouble," Yuan Hong of the Yuanyang clan said to Ye Futian. Although the Shenxing Clan had suffered great losses, the Renhuang was still here. From their previous attitude, it could be seen that they had not given up on their ambitions and were not willing to give up. "That's right," Yuan Hong of the Yuanyang Clan said.
"After all, there are too many forces involved this time. If we really start a massacre, will the Yuanyang clan protect me for the sake of our friendship?" Ye Futian asked Yuan Hong.
"They won't." Yuan Hong shook his head.
"That's right." Ye Futian smiled and did not say anything more. After all, some of the forces here were still allies of interest. Even though he had some friendship with the cultivators of the Heavenly Mandate Realm, in reality, they were still only candidates for the position of heir. If it really involved a clan war that involved the top forces, they would not easily get involved.
If he really started a massacre here, everyone would come looking for him when he got out. Although Lord Taixuan would help him, if all of them were involved, would Lord Taixuan be able to protect him?
Yuan Hong did not say anything more. He also understood that even if the Yuanyang clan started a massacre here, they would not be able to withstand the anger of all the forces after they got out, let alone Ye Futian.
"However, if those monks still want to provoke me, they will not be so easy to deal with," Ye Futian said. Ye Futian said. Then, he looked down. The battle had come to an end. Their alliance had achieved a crushing victory.
In this way, the treasures of this Sacred Hall could be taken away in broad daylight.
Next, it was time to divide the treasures.
Beside Ye Futian, the people of the various forces looked down. Their eyes were bright, and they were all looking forward to it. Even if Ye Futian was stingy, he would at least give each force a few treasures.
No matter what, it would be better than opening the seal themselves. In this battle, they had not suffered too many losses!
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