Ye Futian looked at the figure and was a bit depressed. He'd actually been looked down upon by a remnant intent.
"If that's the case, I won't disturb you anymore," Ye Futian said with a smile and walked away.
"Let me," someone said. Immediately, someone walked up. It was the strong cultivator from the Yan Clan of Yan City. His specialty was fire.
His body was bathed in flames and a flame mark seemed to light up between his brows. His hand reached for the flame scepter before him.
The flame figure burrowed into the scepter. In an instant, a terrifying flame intent exploded.
The mark between the Yan Clan cultivator's brows seemed to light up, turning into an extremely powerful Fire Intent. It was at the Noble Plane. The surrounding Spiritual Qi surged into his brow furiously. The mark grew brighter and brighter, like a field of fire.
The two were in a stalemate. After a long while, a leisurely voice said, "I'll force you. I don't want to wait anymore. I hope you won't disgrace my ritual implement. I'll accompany you in the relic for your last days. How much flame intent you can inherit will depend on you. After leaving, you can only use your own strength to activate the power of the ritual implement."
"Thank you, senior." The Yan Clan cultivator's eyes were filled with excitement. He was the first person to obtain a ritual implement with noble intent. With the help of this ritual implement, he'd have a chance to condense his noble intent into the purest and strongest flame intent and forge mid-level noble intent.
With the amplification of the ritual implement, he'd be able to explode with extremely powerful abilities. Especially in the relic, the other could help him.
Many people glanced at Ye Futian. He'd overestimated himself. A First-level Dharma Plane cultivator dared to enter the relic?
At the same time, seeing the Yan Clan cultivator obtain the ritual implement, the others also tried but all failed.
But just then, someone exclaimed. In a certain direction, several figures obtained the ritual implement's approval at almost the same time.
"It's them." Everyone's eyes flashed. Of the four mysterious people, three had already obtained ritual implements with noble intent. Even the Virgin Loulan Xue's eyes flashed with a strange light.
As the last person obtained the ritual implement, the four left in the air without looking at anyone else.
"Virgin." Just then, the sharp-looking young man beside Loulan Xue said to Loulan Xue, "These people are from the Barren City. They're interested in the relic. There might be variables."
Loulan Xue's eyes flashed. She could tell that the four people from the Barren City were very scary. They were probably from top forces. Now that they were interested in the Ancient Loulan Relic, even if they found something, they might not take it out to trade with Ancient Loulan.
At this time, Ye Wuchen walked to a place in the void. There was a sword in front of him.
The sword was silver in color, and the silver light it emitted faintly revealed its sharpness.
Ye Wuchen's eyes were as sharp as swords. His body was instantly surrounded by Sword Will. The Sword Will was released and wrapped around the silver sword.
In an instant, the silver sword burst with dazzling light, and the terrifying sword will directly pierced into Ye Wuchen's mind, as if to kill him.
Ye Wuchen's eyes were extremely sharp. Sword Will bloomed from between his eyebrows. It swallowed and spat out, fighting against the Sword Will, wanting to rush into the sword.
Swoosh, swoosh … A terrifying Sword Will instantly swept through the void, wrapping around Ye Wuchen's body. The Sword Will was filled with killing intent, as if it wanted to crush Ye Wuchen's will.
Ye Wuchen did not seem to feel anything. His body seemed to have turned into a sword. Endless sword will passed through his body. At that moment, he did not seem to have a body of flesh and blood, but a body of a sword. Not only did he not retreat, but he also stepped forward.
Swoosh! A sharp and piercing sound rang out. Blood flowed from the corner of Ye Wuchen's mouth. It was like a final warning to him.
Ye Wuchen closed his eyes. He could feel a sword pointed at him, as if it could end his life at any moment. At this moment, in his perception, Ye Wuchen also turned into a sword. He moved towards the sword in front of him, as if to resonate with it.
The two swords collided. Ye Wuchen's sword cracked and broke bit by bit. But the broken sword merged into the opponent's sword, unkillable and indestructible.
The sword hummed and shone brightly. Then it was grasped in Ye Wuchen's hand. The Sword Will and Ye Wuchen's will merged.
"He succeeded." Everyone's eyes flashed as they stared at Ye Wuchen.
A strange light flashed through Qian Yang's eyes. He'd invited Ye Futian and the others here because he thought highly of their performance at the Noble Grotto. They could defeat the Noble Grotto, but could they defeat the noble ritual implement?
Now, reality proved that he was right. Ye Wuchen had obtained a ritual implement. He and Zhao Han had wanted to obtain swords but had not succeeded. Though it was not the same sword, it could be seen that Ye Wuchen's will was strong enough to obtain the sword's approval.
Ye Futian saw Ye Wuchen grasping the sword in the air. A smile flashed through his eyes. He could not fall behind.
Lifting his feet, Ye Futian came to a place at the back of the Soldier Mound. There was a guqin before him that seemed to be shaped like a dragon. He walked up to it and plucked the strings with his fingers. In an instant, a terrifying sound rushed into Ye Futian's mind. At the same time, it shook everyone's eardrums. But the will attack Ye Futian had to endure was even stronger.
When the strings were plucked, the sound was like a dragon's roar.
"There's a dragon's charm in the guqin." Ye Futian's eyes flashed.
Ye Futian plucked the strings again and the dragon's roar shook the world again. This time, the will in Ye Futian's mind was even stronger. It was like a backlash.
"Stop," a cold voice said. A cold voice was heard. Ye Futian looked up and saw the flame scepter in the hands of the Yan Clan cultivator. An illusory will appeared again. The flame figure stared at Ye Futian and said coldly, "Don't touch that guqin."
"Why?" Ye Futian's eyes flashed. It was fine if the cultivator didn't want him to touch it. After all, he was formed from the scepter's will. But now, the cultivator wanted to stop him from choosing other ritual implements?
"There's no why. If I tell you to stop, then stop," the flame figure replied coldly. It seemed extremely domineering.
Ye Futian looked at the cultivator and lowered his head. He plucked the strings again. A real dragon's roar sounded and shook the world. His will suffered another backlash.
He realized that the guqin had no consciousness. There was only the purest will. It had completely fused with the guqin.
"I want this guqin," Ye Futian looked up at the flame figure and said emotionlessly.
"You can't take it," the flame figure said coldly. It seemed to care a lot about the guqin and didn't want Ye Futian to humiliate it.
"Is that so?" Ye Futian sneered. His fingers plucked the strings and the music continued. It was like a dragon's roar in the mountains. An extremely strong will kept rushing into Ye Futian's mind.
The flame figure looked at him coldly. A First-level Dharma Plane dared to touch the guqin. He was looking to die.
Ye Futian didn't know what the other was thinking. He continued to play. In his mind, the music he played kept backlashing at him. It turned into a terrifying will attack. The dragon's roar shattered everything.
The guqin didn't seem to allow others to play.
But he didn't believe it and continued to play.
The dragon's roar became more and more terrifying. It wanted to shatter his will. The emperor's will descended and protected his will. At this moment, he ignored everything and kept plucking the strings. An extraordinary aura emanated from him.
The dragon's roar didn't stop. Everyone stared at Ye Futian and listened to him play.
The flame figure frowned. The music became more and more domineering but Ye Futian still didn't move. A strange look flashed in its eyes.
Could it be that he could really activate the zither?
But with his cultivation level, how could he withstand the backlash of the zither?
The ancient guqin glowed faintly with Ye Futian's playing. The music became more and more terrifying. The light on the guqin grew brighter and brighter.
Accompanied by an incomparably loud dragon roar that shook the heavens and the earth, the sound of the guqin shone brightly. The loud sound of the guqin resounded throughout the world, and many ritual implements clanked as if they were affected by the sound of the guqin.
At this moment, Ye Futian clearly felt that something in the guqin seemed to have broken. The guqin was shining brightly. His will could finally be directly integrated into the guqin. There was no more power backlashing.
Moreover, he felt that there was an extremely powerful will hidden in the guqin. It seemed to be attached to the guqin, just like the flame figure attached to the scepter.
Seeing this, the flame figure's expression was extremely ugly. Ye Futian had actually awakened the guqin.
In his eyes, a terrifying flame will was released, directly imprinting itself on Ye Futian. It was extremely terrifying.
Ye Futian's will of the emperor seeped into the guqin. Then he plucked the strings. A terrifying high-pitched music exploded like thunder. It was like a real dragon had come into being. It collided with the flame intent and shattered it.
The ritual implements around them trembled even more violently. They seemed to be affected by the music.
The flame figure's expression was cold. His will power attacked again. Ye Futian was immersed in the guqin and didn't even look at him. He plucked the strings again. An even louder music tore through everything, erasing the intent attacking him.
Seeing this scene, the surrounding people all stared at Ye Futian. He had also obtained a ritual implement, and it seemed to be very powerful. Ye Futian used the power of this ritual implement to directly resist the will of the Flame Scepter.
They didn't understand why the flame figure wanted to stop Ye Futian. What was the origin of the guqin?
Finally, the flame figure didn't continue attacking. He looked at Ye Futian and said coldly, "It's your luck that you were able to obtain this guqin. If I find that you've disgraced the guqin in the relic, I will kill you."
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