After Ye Futian swept away all the cultivators, he instantly became the absolute focus of the spell matrix, even more so than the cultivators of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family.
At this time, Yan Dongyang, a member of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family, was looking at Ye Futian with great interest. He did not expect to meet such a figure in the spell matrix of Wangshen Watchtower. This person should have a perfect Great Path. He had forged a perfect Divine Wheel even after breaking through to the Renhuang Plane. Only then could he explode with such combat power and instantly kill a seventh-tier cultivator.
For a figure of this level, not to mention the cultivators of Wangdu in the Dongxiao Continent, even the cultivators led by him would not be a match for Ye Futian at the same level, unless he personally attacked.
As someone with a perfect Divine Wheel of the Great Path, Yan Dongyang naturally knew the terrifying combat power of people at this level.
He thought that he would only be able to meet such a figure if he entered Wangshen Watchtower. He did not expect to meet him in the spell matrix.
"This person should be him." Yan Dongyang revealed a meaningful smile, as if he had already guessed Ye Futian's identity.
Not only him, but the cultivators of Wangshen Watchtower who entered the spell matrix also looked at Ye Futian. A Renhuang directly said, "You have a perfect Divine Wheel of the Great Path. If you want to enter Wangshen Watchtower to cultivate, why go through so much trouble? Come here earlier, and you can also enter Wangshen Watchtower."
No force would refuse a figure of this level, and it was the same for Wangshen Watchtower. Perhaps he could directly have the opportunity to meet the Millet Emperor.
Ye Futian looked at the person who spoke from a distance and said with a smile, "An elder asked me to do this, so I had to do it. It's the same if we follow the rules."
"Alright, we will not test your combat power anymore. With your strength, no one in the same realm can defeat you," the Renhuang of Wangshen Watchtower said. Ye Futian's Great Path was perfect, and his offensive power was tyrannical. Just now, he had directly swept away all the cultivators. With such strength, they naturally understood that the cultivators of Wangshen Watchtower inside the matrix were also no match for Ye Futian.
If that was the case, what test was there?
At this time, some seventh-tier cultivators walked towards Ye Futian. Their auras were terrifying. They were still cultivators of the Dongxiao Continent. Before this, their people from the same force had been massacred.
"That's enough. Is everyone still not satisfied?" Said Yang Qian, the young palace lord of the Heavenly Battle Palace. Ye Futian had launched a group attack, mainly targeting the cultivators of Qin He Palace and Alchemy Divine Palace, as well as the cultivators of some forces who had wanted to attack him before. Although Yang Qian had schemed against him before, he had not attacked him.
Hearing Yang Qian's rebuke, the seventh-tier virtuosos of forces like Alchemy Divine Palace and Qin He Palace froze. A virtuoso from Wangshen Watchtower also said, "Everyone, this is not the real battlefield. You have all been eliminated from this test."
This matrix was to screen out the cultivators who would enter Wangshen Watchtower. However, so many high-level cultivators were fighting against one person, and they were still unwilling to let him go. In that case, there was no need to enter Wangshen Watchtower to cultivate anymore.
Of course, the high-level Renhuangs had come to protect their juniors. At this level, they had no chance to enter Wangshen Watchtower. Those who had the chance had come before. Therefore, there were almost no eighth-tier and ninth-tier existences among them. Those were the older generation of the major forces.
Those high-level Renhuangs naturally understood. This battle was indeed a crushing defeat. In reality, they also had a chance. The heirs of Alchemy Divine Palace had chosen Qi Mu and the others. They were very monstrous themselves. However, they had encountered Ye Futian and were crushed. They did not even have the chance to perform.
It could only be said that they were more unlucky.
After hesitating for a moment, they went back and evacuated with those who were injured. There was no point in continuing to stay. It was better to just give up. This battle had completely helped Ye Futian and brought out the brilliance of the other party.
After they left, the battlefield of the matrix suddenly became quiet. Before this, Ye Futian's explosive strength had caused many battlefields to pause. Everyone was watching his battle. Therefore, at this moment, a true confrontation had formed.
The cultivators of Wangshen Watchtower and the people from the Northern Land.
Without the provocation of those people, Ye Futian would inevitably be accepted by Wangshen Watchtower. It did not matter whether he was a cultivator of the Dongxiao Continent or Wangdu. There was no doubt about his position. He would enter Wangshen Watchtower to cultivate, so his position was naturally on the side of Wangshen Watchtower.
The purpose of the Renhuangs of the Northern Land coming was Wangshen Watchtower.
When the two sides faced off, Ye Futian stood alone at the back. His body floated in the air, facing the Renhuangs of the Northern Land. His expression was still calm. Below him, Zi Feng, Lin Qiu, and the others were there.
On the vast battlefield, the invisible pressure of the Great Path spread out, becoming even more oppressive than before. The Renhuangs from the Northern Land spread out. Each of their aura of the Great Path was extremely terrifying. Some even directly released their Divine Wheels of the Great Path.
"How do you want to fight?" The cultivators of Wangshen Watchtower glanced at the Renhuangs from the Northern Land.
"We came to Wangshen Watchtower to seek the Way and to meet the Millet Emperor. Since we have entered the matrix, the rules will naturally be set by Wangshen Watchtower. Everyone, please do as you please." Yan Dongyang, a cultivator of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family, stood in the void with a calm expression.
It was as if they were not here to provoke but to be guests.
"In that case, we will follow the rules. The people of Wangshen Watchtower will find people of the same realm to test your combat effectiveness. If you are strong enough, you will be able to walk through this matrix and enter the door in front. Then, you can directly enter Wangshen Watchtower," someone said. They did not deliberately make things difficult for the other party. It was as if they were treating them as ordinary cultivators who had come to participate in the test.
Hearing the words of the people of Wangshen Watchtower, Yan Dongyang revealed a smile and said, "As expected of the number one holy land of the Dongxiao Continent. You are very generous. In that case, you should all be prepared to experience the strength of the Renhuangs of the strongest force in the Dongxiao Continent. Such opportunities do not come often."
Everyone was already prepared. Their eyes looked in the opposite direction. Everyone was ready. Whether they won or lost, it was a rare opportunity to test themselves. They could see how powerful the cultivators of Wangshen Watchtower were.
"Please," the Renhuang of Wangshen Watchtower said. As his voice fell, silhouettes stepped forward, each looking for their own opponent. At this moment, the Renhuangs from the Northern Land all had solemn expressions as they took this battle seriously. They were the elite cultivators from the Northern Land. Hence, they were able to crush the Renhuangs from the Dongxiao Continent previously. But now, they would be facing the strongest group of Renhuangs from the Dongxiao Continent. They were the elites of the elites. Who would dare to be careless?
With a violent collision of the Great Path, the Law Battles officially broke out. In just an instant, tyrannical Law Battles broke out in different directions in the matrix at the same time. It was earth-shattering.
This time, the Law Battles were even more violent than before. Before, the Renhuangs of the Northern Land had an overwhelming advantage. However, the Renhuangs of Wangshen Watchtower were tyrannical. In most battlefields, the momentum of the Renhuangs of Wangshen Watchtower was more ferocious.
At this time, where Yan Dongyang was, several Renhuangs appeared in the sky above him. They were all Renhuangs of Wangshen Watchtower. Their auras were extremely strong. The divine light of the Great Path sprinkled down and enveloped Yan Dongyang.
Obviously, they wanted to test the strength of this cultivator from the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family.
"Buzz!" Brilliant divine glory bloomed. There was sword light descending from the sky, as well as the divine glory of the sun. The dazzling light flooded the void, but Yan Dongyang stood there motionless. He raised his eyes and glanced at the cultivators who attacked in the void. Wisps of terrifying golden divine glory swept across this space. It seemed to be everywhere.
He took a step forward, then raised his arm and blasted a punch into the sky.
Bang, bang, bang … The bodies of the cultivators in the sky were sent flying, and they spat out blood. Even though they were in the void, they felt that the space they were in was about to shatter and shatter under the force of the punch.
"You guys can't do it." Yan Dongyang glanced at the cultivators who were repelled and said indifferently. He retracted his arm and stood with his hands behind his back. He looked indescribably carefree. He did not look like he was on a battlefield at all.
Several people from Wangshen Watchtower looked at Yan Dongyang. They could see his superb combat power with just a punch in the air.
In another direction, Ye Futian also stood there quietly. It was as if he was independent of the battlefield, his body floating in the air.
However, it was clear that the other party would not let him off so easily. He heard a series of ear-piercing sounds. In the distance, wisps of powerful sound waves swept towards him. He raised his head and saw a huge bell appear in the void in front of him. It was the Divine Wheel of the Great Path of a Renhuang, the Soul Calming Bell.
The Soul Calming Bell floated to the top of Ye Futian's head and rotated in the void. An ear-piercing bell sound came out. Wisps of terrifying sound waves swept down, directly drowning Ye Futian's body. The sound of the bell invaded his mind, causing his spiritual soul to tremble slightly.
In the distance, a Renhuang cultivator closed his eyes tightly and controlled the Soul Calming Bell. He wanted to see whether Ye Futian's Way of Sound Waves was stronger or his.
Ye Futian glanced into the distance and seemed to understand the other party's thoughts. He put his palms together and looked solemn. The sound of Buddha lingered, and the light was blazing. His body seemed to have turned into a Buddha. The dazzling light of Buddha shot out, accompanied by the Vajra Demon-slaying Rhythm. The two terrifying sound waves collided. It was as if the Buddha had suppressed the demons. With a loud clang, the Soul Calming Bell was shaken and sent flying.
What was even more terrifying was that the Vajra Demon-slaying Rhythm borrowed the Soul Calming Bell to tremble directly into the spiritual soul of the Renhuang, causing him, who was sitting in the distance, to groan and spit out a mouthful of blood. His face was pale, and his spiritual soul shook violently!
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