"Alright." Xiao Mu nodded and walked forward with the Flame Scepter. He could naturally tell that the Book of Flames would be useful to him, who cultivated fire.
Though the Virgin of Loulan had said that treasures other than ritual implements had to be traded with Ancient Loulan, how could they not have other ideas? At least they could cultivate in the relic first.
Ye Futian and the others glanced at the figure in flame. How many times had it been?
However, he did not act. Instead, he watched as Xiao Mu walked forward to the battle platform. The armored soldiers in front of the war drums beat the war drums. In an instant, a terrifying aura burst forth. The sound of the drums shook the heavens and the earth. It seemed that the will of the flames had been integrated into the sound of the drums and was heading towards Xiao Mu.
Xiao Mu's intent fused into the scepter. He placed the scepter in front of him, and in an instant, a terrifying curtain of fire enveloped his body. His terrifying intent exploded and collided with the intent coming from the drums. Xiao Mu stepped forward forcefully, wanting to take the Book of Flames.
The people behind him didn't act rashly. They could feel the power of the drums. It was very frightening.
After Xiao Mu took a step, the drums shook again. This time, it was even more frightening than the first beat.
Xiao Mu frowned. Noble fate exploded from his body, activating the power of the scepter. At this moment, he was like a noble. Bathed in flames, he was insufferably arrogant.
As the leader of Yan City, Xiao Mu had come to the relic after obtaining the noble fate. His ability was naturally frightening. Otherwise, he wouldn't have been recognized by the ritual implement.
Raging waves of fire rolled on the battle platform. Xiao Mu's body seemed to be drowning, but he used the power of the scepter to steadily walk forward. This was a battle of wills. Using his noble will to activate the noble scepter, the will that exploded out was definitely near the noble level. There was no reason he couldn't get the Book of Flames.
As he walked forward, the drums shook the sky. The people behind him kept retreating, their intents surging. Especially those without noble fate, they felt that they couldn't withstand this power at all. They probably wouldn't gain anything in the relic.
Without noble fate, they needed ritual implements to make up for it. But most people didn't have either.
Xiao Mu, who was bathed in endless flames, walked forward step by step like a noble. The soldiers beat the drums again, and the sound of the drums echoed throughout the city. Heaven and earth seemed to resonate, combining with the general trend of heaven and earth, transforming into an invincible power that swept towards Xiao Mu.
Xiao Mu's footsteps paused. The terrifying heatwave hit his body. His hand holding the scepter trembled slightly. He was already close to the Book of Flames. He only needed seven more steps to get it.
However, he had a feeling that it would be very difficult for him to take these seven steps.
Xiao Mu forcefully lifted his feet and stepped forward. With a loud bang, the war drum sounded again. In an instant, an endless storm of flames swept between heaven and earth. The terrifying power of will accompanied the sound of the war drum and struck the scepter and Xiao Mu.
Bang!
With a loud bang, Xiao Mu's body was sent flying. He frantically activated the power of the scepter implement. The mark between his eyebrows was incomparably dazzling, but cracks still appeared and almost shattered. However, he still managed to hold on. The cracks were repaired. He panted heavily, and his face was slightly pale.
"He failed." Everyone's eyes flashed. Even someone as powerful as Xiao Mu had failed with the help of the noble will implement. This meant that it was even more impossible for them to succeed.
Behind them, the sharp-edged man beside Loulan Xue said, "It seems difficult for anyone to get it. I wonder if those from the Barren City can do it."
For many years, generations of cultivators from Ancient Loulan had stepped into the relic and taken away most of the things that could be taken.
The treasures that remained in the relic were all extremely difficult to obtain.
The sharp-edged man had once obtained the Book of Flames but failed. Moreover, he'd gone further than Xiao Mu.
Virgin Loulan Xue had naturally tried as well. She'd almost gotten it but failed at the last step.
Where Xiao Mu was, the flame shadow in the scepter appeared again. His expression was not good.
"Senior, I tried my best," Xiao Mu said.
"I know." The flame shadow nodded. "It seems that no one can get it. What a pity."
Were all the treasures in the palace relic so difficult to obtain?
If so, it would be difficult to obtain anything else.
The people behind him all sighed when they heard his words. Was there really no one who could get it?
Since the noble will shadow said so, it must be true.
However, at this moment, a white-robed figure stepped out and walked towards the fighting ring, instantly attracting everyone's attention.
Many people looked at him and couldn't help but have strange expressions. Although Ye Futian's talent was unparalleled and the ritual implement recognized him, his plane was still low and he didn't have the noble fate. How could he activate the full power of the ritual implement?
Even Xiao Mu couldn't do it and he wanted to try?
The flame shadow also froze when Ye Futian walked past him. Looking at him strangely, he asked coldly, "What do you want?"
"Of course I want to try." Ye Futian smiled at him.
"Are you an idiot?" the flame shadow asked coldly. He and Xiao Mu had failed together. Ye Futian wanted to try?
Did he deserve to try? He was overestimating himself.
"Maybe I'm lucky," Ye Futian said, smiling.
"You overestimate yourself," the flame shadow said coldly. Ye Futian did not say anything and continued walking forward. The sound of the drum continued, shaking his eardrums. He could faintly feel a burning sensation. "You're right," Ye Futian said.
Placing the guqin before him, Ye Futian held it with one hand and plucked the strings with the other. Music spread.
The scene was like a battlefield. The music was naturally suitable for the General's Token.
In an instant, everyone seemed to be immersed in the artistic conception. It was as if there really was a battlefield before them.
Ye Futian indeed hadn't forged the noble fate but he had the emperor's will. Merging it into the guqin, he could affect the prince's will to the greatest extent and activate the guqin's power.
The music was long and majestic. In the battlefield, there seemed to be thousands of horses galloping.
On the other side, the drumbeats trembled and also transformed into a terrifying aura. The two auras collided and were annihilated.
Ye Futian's steps were steady. There seemed to be a special rhythm. He walked with the music's rhythm. The music's aura grew stronger and stronger. With each increase, he took a step forward.
Using the emperor's will to activate the noble will and ritual implement, the aura of the General's Token was far from what he could compare to in the past.
The drumbeats and guqin kept clashing. The two auras were terrifying to the extreme. They grew stronger and stronger until everyone felt like they were in a battlefield, witnessing two armies fighting.
It seemed that they'd underestimated Ye Futian again.
Looking at this aura, he could catch up to Xiao Mu's steps.
However, there was one thing they didn't understand. How did Ye Futian do it?
How could he activate the ritual implement to this extent?
At this time, the space around Ye Futian was filled with raging flames. The terrifying flames seemed to want to bury his body but Ye Futian was enveloped in a musical storm that destroyed everything. It was as if it was formed by his will. The flames couldn't break through.
He was still walking forward and was gradually approaching the place Xiao Mu had been.
This made Xiao Mu's expression turn ugly. The flame shadow beside him also stared at Ye Futian.
Why did he look down on Ye Futian? It was because Ye Futian's cultivation level was too low and he didn't have noble fate. He wouldn't be able to do anything in the relic.
However, Ye Futian had first obtained a ritual implement, and then he had taken the same steps as Xiao Mu here. This gave him a strange feeling. Could it be that he had made a mistake this time?
"This is the end." The flame figure didn't seem to want to believe that he was wrong. He saw that the sound of the drum became even more ferocious, and its aura increased explosively, shattering everything. That storm couldn't be stopped at all.
However, Ye Futian's fingers seemed to have turned into a phantom as he madly plucked the strings. A storm of music swept out. Under the general's order, he did not choose to continue defending. Instead, he took the initiative to attack.
"Courting death." If he had continued to move forward steadily, he might have been able to get closer to the Book of Flames. However, what he was doing now was undoubtedly courting death.
Naturally, Ye Futian would not seek death. He continued to step forward, and the sound of the guqin swept out along with the towering will, colliding with the sound of the drums. The space seemed to be in chaos, and the unparalleled power of the will seemed to be tearing everything apart.
Under the general's order, at that moment, there seemed to be a few strands of music intent containing emperor's intent bypassing the attack and burrowing directly into the drum.
"Boom." There was another loud sound. The drum shook the sky, destroying everything. The music storm before Ye Futian had already disappeared. It had all been used up in that attack.
"Courting death," the flame figure said coldly. In his eyes, Ye Futian was already a dead man.
Everyone else could naturally see that this intent attack would really kill Ye Futian.
But at that moment, Ye Futian raised his hand and plucked the strings. The drum and music resonated. A destructive storm exploded from the drum, annihilating everything.
In the next moment, under everyone's shocked gaze, the armored soldiers who had been beating the drum were instantly turned to dust.
"This …" Everyone's eyes narrowed as they looked at the scene in front of them in shock. What was going on?
How did Ye Futian do it?
The flame figure's gaze also froze. Ye Futian had actually succeeded. Moreover, he had killed all the armored soldiers.
The Book of Flames floated there, no longer obstructing him.
Xiao Mu's figure flashed and he rushed forward, preparing to snatch it.
Ye Futian turned around and glanced at him. He plucked the guqin in his hand again. The music resonated with the drum again, erupting with a towering intent that swept out. Xiao Mu's expression changed drastically. As the terrifying intent swept out, he grunted. His face paled and he immediately stopped. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood.
The flame figure appeared beside the scepter. His eyes were extremely uncalm.
It was obvious that he had misjudged. Ye Futian was stronger than Xiao Mu.
"The music resonates with the drum. It's very powerful. You've obtained my approval. You can take the scepter," the flame figure said. He was prepared to give up on Xiao Mu!
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