Ye Futian once told Ying Qing that he had his own way to leave. She didn't expect that it was his own strength. If Ye Futian had said that, Ying Qing probably wouldn't have paid any attention to him.
How could a second-order Divine Wheel rival Senluo Manor?
But now, Ye Futian stood there and turned into a God of Slaughter. He killed half of the Renhuangs of Senluo Manor with one strike of his sword.
He stood in the air with his white robe fluttering in the wind. The Sword Will around him spread into the distance and made a shocking sound. In an instant, the entire Senluo Manor was enveloped by the Sword Will. The sky was filled with the Sword Will.
"Buzz!"
Streaks of Sword Intent rained down from the sky like a rain of swords. The mountains collapsed and the palaces were destroyed. Senluo Manor seemed to have been razed to the ground in an instant.
Although there was no absolute right or wrong in cultivation, Senluo Manor shouldn't be allowed to exist in this world by using evil methods to destroy humanity.
If it weren't for Ye Futian's extraordinary ability and Xia Qingyuan's help, a living person would have been turned into a corpse puppet by Senluo Manor. It was obvious that Senluo Manor was used to this. It wasn't the first time they had done this.
In the distance, a terrifying aura suddenly came from the highest palace in Senluo Manor. The chief of Senluo Manor was cultivating in seclusion, but he was also alarmed by the commotion. A monstrous Death Will soared into the sky from that palace. Dark clouds of death appeared in the sky and converged into the face of the God of Death.
"Buzz!"
A gigantic Giant Palm of the God of Death grabbed at Ye Futian. The palm was as large as a mountain and could directly crush a mountain.
Ye Futian glanced in that direction. The Divine Yin Light bloomed, and the divine swords clanked. The infinite Sword Will resonated and danced wildly in the sky. The Sword Will with the Divine Yin Light released the Cleave of All Things. It raged between heaven and earth and charged at the Giant Palm of the God of Death.
However, the moment the sword came into contact with the Palm of the God of Death, it would turn pitch-black and dim. Then, it would be annihilated into nothingness. The attack of a high-level Renhuang was terrifying. The pitch-black Palm of Death blotted out the sky. In this space, there seemed to be no life.
A lotus bloomed on Xia Qingyuan's body, enveloping herself and the Black Wind Condor in a curtain of lotus light. Their vitality was endless. Ye Futian's palm moved forward, and the divine sword pierced through the air. The Great Path flowed in reverse as the void seemed to shatter. The sword stabbed straight at the giant hand of death.
"Boom …"
A muffled rumble was heard, and the mountains beneath Ye Futian were shattered inch by inch. The space where Ye Futian and Xia Qingyuan were was flooded with the will of the great path of death. The divine sword was sent flying back, but the palm of the god of death was shattered as well, turning into boundless currents of death.
Ye Futian's body also trembled. After all, this was a high-level Renhuang with a seventh-tier Divine Wheel attacking. Their strength was extraordinary. Even though he had a perfect Divine Wheel, there was still a huge gap between their cultivation levels.
A tall figure in a loose black robe appeared in the sky above the ancient temple on the highest mountain peak. His eyes were pitch-black and extremely frightening. He stared at Ye Futian from across the void.
A cultivator with a second-tier Divine Wheel had killed so many cultivators of Senluo Manor and wanted to destroy Senluo Manor.
"Chief."
Many people looked at the figure and murmured. They were even more shocked. Ye Futian, a lower-level Renhuang, was able to withstand a blow from the chief of Senluo Manor.
This kind of combat ability was too shocking.
In another direction, a strong will of death spread out. Senluo Manor seemed to have turned into a space of death. A corpse puppet flew over from the direction of the You Pavilion and appeared in front of Han Lin. It was the terrifying puppet he had seen before.
Han Lin stared at Ye Futian coldly. Even though Ye Futian was extremely talented, he still had to kill Senluo Manor today. How could a cultivator with a second-tier Divine Wheel fight against a high-level Renhuang?
Ye Futian had once forged a flawless Divine Wheel and knew how powerful a cultivator with a flawless Divine Wheel was. They had the ability to break through to the next Plane, and it was normal for them to cross two Planes. Geniuses could cross three Planes. However, a high-level Renhuang with a second-tier Divine Wheel and a seventh-tier Divine Wheel were five Planes. The difference was huge.
Senluo Manor suffered such a huge loss this time.
"Father, this person is mine." Han Lin looked at the chief of Senluo Manor in the distance. Ye Futian would become his corpse puppet, and so would Xia Qingyuan. But before that, he would "reward" Xia Qingyuan well and let her know the price she had to pay.
Han Lin performed a seal with both hands, and the corpse puppet's eyes glowed with a frightening green light. A decaying will of the great path of death emanated from it. With a crashing sound, the corpse puppet seemed to have turned into the body of a decaying ancient tree. Countless vines of death grew from its body, blocking out the sky. They were like countless tentacles that grabbed at Ye Futian.
The divine sword pierced through the air. Endless Sword Will tore through the space and slashed at the vines. However, the vines were endless and filled the entire space with the aura of destruction and death. They swept toward Ye Futian at an extremely fast speed.
The brilliant divine sword tore a hole in the vines and slashed at the corpse puppet. With a squelch, the divine sword pierced into the corpse puppet's body. Terrible Sword Will burst out and tried to shatter it. However, the corpse puppet's body grew countless tentacles and swept toward the divine sword, trying to corrode it and destroy it.
The corpse puppet had no life and was not afraid of pain. Even though the Sword Will cut through its body, the tentacles still swept toward the divine sword and tried to bury it.
At the same time, countless vines of death continued to sweep toward Ye Futian.
What was even more frightening was that the vines seemed to have mouths on them, trying to swallow Ye Futian. They were extremely ugly.
The lotus light curtain around Xia Qingyuan was invaded and corroded bit by bit. The vines had already swept toward her body.
A terrifying divine light flashed in Ye Futian's eyes when he saw this scene. In the next moment, an even more holy light burst out from his body. With his body as the center, a noble and sacred aura spread out.
With his body as the center, the area around him seemed to have turned into an absolute domain. The invading vines were instantly purified into nothingness. The holy light quickly enveloped Xia Qingyuan and drove away the decaying aura around her.
The cultivators of Senluo Manor all turned pale when they sensed Ye Futian's aura. Could he be even stronger?
Moreover, this aura …
Even Han Lin's expression changed. The chief of Senluo Manor's eyes suddenly turned extremely solemn. He looked at Ye Futian and asked, "Who are you?"
He actually sensed a wisp of emperor's will from Ye Futian, which was sacred and inviolable.
Who was this person?
Why did Senluo Manor offend such a peerless genius?
Cultivators from the Divine Prefecture had always been very careful not to provoke people who were too powerful. After all, there were too many people with powerful backgrounds in the Divine Prefecture. Senluo Manor was protected by a high-level Renhuang and was considered a very powerful force in its own region, but it was still insignificant in the Divine Prefecture. There were too many people that they couldn't afford to offend.
"The person you brought to the manor to be refined into a corpse puppet," Ye Futian said indifferently.
As soon as he finished speaking, the divine sword that was sucked into the corpse puppet's body burst out with even more dazzling light.
"Break."
Ye Futian spat out a cold voice. The endless vines were shattered into nothingness. On the divine sword, the blazing light bloomed and destroyed everything. The corpse puppet exploded madly and quickly disappeared.
The divine sword was in the sky, swallowing and emitting endless divine light. It was incomparably gorgeous.
In the sky, the Divine Light of Yin spread across the vast space. Silhouettes seemed to have been turned into ice sculptures. Then, there was a continuous cracking sound. Some middle-level Renhuangs' bodies exploded and shattered, directly turning into dust.
Ye Futian glanced at the people beside Ying Qing. Beams of light shot down. Those people did not even have time to scream before they were killed by the Divine Light of the Moon.
"Senluo Manor should be destroyed."
As soon as Ye Futian finished speaking, the sword light burst out from the divine sword in the void sky and enveloped the boundless space. Everywhere it passed, there was unparalleled Sword Will. At this moment, those middle-level Renhuangs were also killed by the Sword Will. Their faces were all filled with horror.
They never thought that a cultivator with a second-order Divine Wheel could destroy Senluo Manor.
Han Lin finally felt a trace of fear. He stared at Ye Futian. How could this be?
Ye Futian was just a person who was about to die. How could he be such a terrifying figure?
"Buzz!" At this moment, Ye Futian suddenly felt a dangerous aura. He saw an illusory figure directly appear in front of him. Ye Futian felt a strong threat to his spiritual soul. This illusory figure could directly invade his spiritual soul.
In the distance, the chief of Senluo Manor made a grabbing motion in the air. Ye Futian felt that his spiritual soul was imprisoned. At this moment, he faintly felt that he could not control his physical body to fight back.
Wisps of Ye Futian's aura enveloped the boundless space. This place seemed to have turned into an absolute domain of the Great Path. Ye Futian glanced at the illusory figure. The illusory figure felt like it had fallen into an illusion of the Eye Sorcery, but it still pounced on Ye Futian.
"Get lost." Ye Futian glanced over. Countless divine halos seemed to sweep out. The illusory figure instantly retreated behind the chief of Senluo Manor. An illusory shadow of the God of Death appeared there.
Ye Futian frowned slightly and glanced at this space. The sun and the moon were in the sky. Incomparably terrifying divine halos sprinkled down directly toward him. He was actually trapped in the domain of the Great Path by the Divine Wheel of a lower-level Renhuang.
Ye Futian stretched out his hand. A spear appeared in his hand. The will of the emperor was infused into it. The spear pulsed with unparalleled fighting will. At this moment, Ye Futian looked like a god of war.
The chief of Senluo Manor revealed a vigilant look. Suddenly, countless shadows of the God of Death pounced at Ye Futian at the same time. At this moment, Ye Futian felt very uncomfortable.
However, an extreme fighting will erupted from his body. He took a step forward, and a beam of light appeared in the void. The chief of Senluo Manor wanted to dodge when he saw this, but he felt an extreme chill as the spear approached. The air froze and his movements became a little slow.
"Get lost!" In a hurry, he raised his hand and slapped out. The void trembled, but the figure holding the spear turned into a beam of light and became one with the spear. The beam of light streaked across the void. With a cracking sound, the chief of Senluo Manor's body exploded.
"No …"
A look of extreme horror appeared on Han Lin's face. Ye Futian turned around and looked at him.
Ye Futian walked toward him step by step with the spear in his hand. Han Lin had already entered the middle-level Renhuang Plane, but at this moment, he didn't have the will to fight. He wanted to escape.
However, this place seemed to be Ye Futian's domain of the Great Path. Where could he escape to?
Another bolt of lightning flashed. Ye Futian's figure disappeared from where he was and reappeared behind Han Lin. Then, Han Lin's face twisted until his body shattered.
The few survivors trembled in fear. They felt like they were in a dream.
Today, a cultivator with a second-tier Divine Wheel destroyed Senluo Manor!
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