"Ye Liunian." A low voice was heard. The person who spoke was Ling He. He said, "Previously, I heard that Brother Ye once displayed unparalleled talent at Wangshen Watchtower and defeated all the cultivators of the Yanyun Continent. You defeated the Prince of the Yan Kingdom with one sword. If I had known that Brother Ye was so powerful, I would have humbly asked for your guidance back at the Divine Ocean."
Someone secretly glanced at Ling He and had some thoughts in his mind. Ye Futian's eyes also narrowed slightly and glanced at the other person. He saw that Ling He's eyes were smiling and calm, as if he admired Ye Futian. However, it made Ye Futian feel very uncomfortable.
The cultivators of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family had also arrived. Yan Dongyang was in the distance, along with many other cultivators from the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family. Was Linghe praising him or trying to embarrass the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family?
Of course, given the grudge between him and the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family, he had already offended them. It did not matter to him. However, he was a little disgusted by Ling He's behavior.
If it had been anyone else, they might have sincerely praised Ye Futian. However, Ling He was definitely not like that. From his performance in front of the cliff, it could be seen that this person's personality was strong and proud. At that time, when he was humiliated, he did not say anything and left. A person with such a personality would not sincerely praise Ye Futian, a person who had defeated him not long ago.
Sure enough, after hearing Ling He's words, a faint aura of the Great Path came from afar. The cultivators of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family swept their gazes in this direction. Some even walked over. Yan Dongyang stood in front. Beside him was a cultivator who was older than him. His temperament was outstanding. He was dressed in a brocade robe that was extremely gorgeous. His entire body exuded a noble aura, giving off the feeling that he was a real dragon.
"Yan Hanxing, the Crown Prince of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family. Li Changsheng transmitted his voice to Ye Futian. Ye Futian looked at him. Yan Hanxing exuded an extremely oppressive aura. His eyebrows were sharp like swords, and his eyes were bright like stars. He looked to be in his mid-thirties and was the strongest among the princes of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family. His cultivation had already reached the pinnacle of Renhuang.
When Yan Hanxing arrived, many people's gazes immediately fell on him. Previously, many people had received news of the battle at Wangshen Watchtower. The Great Yan Ancient Royal Family led the cultivators of the Yanyun Continent to attack, but they returned in defeat. In particular, Prince Yan Dongyang was defeated with a single sword strike. They had indeed lost all face.
However, even though everyone knew about it, no one said it out loud. Linghe's words were undoubtedly a little sensitive. The cultivators of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family had always been domineering. They might not take this lying down.
No one spoke. After Yan Hanxing stopped, he did not look at Ye Futian. Instead, he looked at Zong Chan. To the Crown Prince of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family, Ye Futian was just a junior. Even if he was a Renhuang, it was the same. After all, he had cultivated for many years and had been at the pinnacle of the Renhuang Plane for many years. Naturally, he would not lower himself to target Ye Futian.
"I heard that Zong Chan had broken through to the next level, so I sent Dongyang to pay him a visit and ask him about it. At the same time, I wanted to experience the strength of the cultivators of the Dongxiao Continent. I heard that you proved your Way as a high-level Renhuang and still have a perfect Great Path. Congratulations." Yan Hanxing looked at Zong Chan and said. His tone was very stiff, and it gave off a faint pressure that made people feel uncomfortable. It was especially so for those with lower cultivation levels. The pressure was very strong. It was not the pressure of the Great Path, but a formless aura.
"Thank you." Zong Chan was very calm as he replied with a smile. With his level of cultivation and perfect Great Path, even a ninth-tier Renhuang would not be able to put too much pressure on him.
"Renhuang of the Seventh Realm has a perfect Great Path. In terms of combat prowess, he should be able to fight against cultivators of the Ninth Realm." Yan Hanxing looked at Zong Chan and said, "I am looking forward to seeing how strong the Gate to World Suppression will be after you have broken through to the next level, and how much of the Millet Emperor's teachings you have inherited."
Zong Chan smiled and said, "You will have the chance to see it."
"The one from the Wilderness hasn't arrived yet. Now that you've proven your Dao, can you defeat him?" Yan Hanxing continued to ask. His tone made the cultivators of Wangshen Watchtower very uncomfortable. It vaguely gave off the feeling that a senior was talking to a junior.
Although in terms of cultivation time, Zong Chan was indeed Yan Hanxing's junior, the current level that Zong Chan had reached was no longer lower than Yan Hanxing's. In fact, Zong Chan's potential was even greater.
"Why don't you ask yourself, if you were to fight against the one from the Wilderness, what are your chances of winning?" Li Changsheng said from the side. Yan Hanxing glanced at him.
Zong Chan smiled and did not say anything. He was thinking the same thing.
Yan Hanxing's attitude made him a little uncomfortable. Yan Hanxing was a ninth-tier Renhuang, but he might not dare to say that he could defeat the one from the Wilderness.
"Who wants to know? Why don't you try and find out?" A deep and powerful voice came from afar. Many people looked into the distance and saw a group of people descending on Turtle Peak. The aura of this group was very frightening. Most of them were dressed in black, and they gave off a formless pressure.
"The cultivators of the Wilderness Divine Palace from the Wilderness Continent," Ye Futian said to himself as he looked at the group of cultivators. They were probably from the Wasteland Continent in the west of the Donghua Domain, which was relatively remote. The Wasteland Shrine guarded that region and was the absolute ruler. It had been passed down for many years and had experienced many ups and downs. Yet, it still stood tall and proud.
"The cultivators from the Wilderness Divine Palace have also arrived." The surrounding cultivators all looked in that direction. The Wasteland Continent was located in the most remote area. The Wasteland Divine Palace rarely interacted with the other forces of the Donghua Domain. Many people were still wondering if they would come. Now, it seemed that no cultivator was willing to miss Emperor Xi's tribulation, especially those top figures.
Many people looked at the cultivator from the Wilderness Divine Palace who spoke. He was dressed in a black robe and exuded a majestic aura. His eyes were extremely frightening. It was as if one look at them would cause them to rot and wither.
No one knew his real name. They only knew that this person was "Desolation" of this generation of the Wilderness Divine Palace, the heir of the Wilderness Divine Palace.
The master of the Wilderness Divine Palace called himself "Desolate God." Although they were not God-level cultivators, the Wilderness Divine Palace had an extremely ancient history. It was said that existences of that level had appeared in ancient times and had an extremely ancient inheritance. Hence, they called themselves Desolate Gods.
And the heir of the Desolate God was called Desolation.
This was somewhat similar to the Divine Palace of Fluttering Snow. The Divine Palace of Fluttering Snow also claimed to be the inheritance of a God-level figure.
Many of the top forces in the Divine Prefecture had very ancient histories. For example, the Wangshen Watchtower had a relatively poor historical foundation. It was founded by the Millet Emperor himself.
Desolation's gaze swept over Yan Hanxing, who had spoken before. His pair of dark eyes that were like those of a demon were surrounded by a frightening aura. It was as if he was provoking Yan Hanxing.
"Do you want to try?" Desolation asked Yan Hanxing.
Hearing his words, many people revealed a look of anticipation. This time, the top figures of all the continents had arrived. Only the giants who were at the helm were not present. However, they should have all arrived already. It was just that they had not shown themselves yet.
Now, only the one from the Domain Chief's Manor has not arrived, many people thought to themselves as they looked at Desolation.
Before Zong Chan, there were three people in the Donghua Domain who were given extremely high expectations. They would become the top figures of the Donghua Domain in the future. Of these three people, one was from the Domain Chief's Manor. The other two were from the Domain Chief's Manor. One of them was Desolation from the Badlands Divine Palace.
The other was the woman beside Qin Qing. She was the person who had told Qin Qing about Ye Futian's identity. She was the lord of the Divine Palace of Fluttering Snow and the eldest disciple of the Sword Goddess, Jiang Yueli.
Zong Chan was the fourth person to reach this level.
Such a meeting was naturally exciting.
Many people looked at Yan Hanxing. How would he respond to Desolation?
Yan Hanxing's gaze turned and landed on Desolation. Although the other party's Great Path was perfect, Yan Hanxing was the crown prince of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family. He was an extremely powerful figure. Facing Desolation, his eyes still carried a sense of nobility. He replied calmly, "You are still a junior. It would be unfair for me to fight with you. After you reach the eighth plane, you might have a chance."
Before he broke through to the high-level Renhuang Plane, he also had a perfect Divine Wheel of the Great Path. He was only one step away. He was not an ordinary ninth-plane Renhuang.
"I thought you would attack directly," Desolation said as he glanced at Zong Chan. After that, he did not look at Zong Chan. It seemed that in Desolation's eyes, this crown prince of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family was not worthy of his attention.
In his eyes, there were only outstanding people who had a perfect Great Path.
Desolation looked at Zong Chan. Their gazes met. The surrounding people could feel a sense of rivalry.
However, apart from the leaders of the major forces, among the cultivators in the Donghua Domain, Jiang Yueli was probably the strongest. She was at the pinnacle of the eighth plane. If she broke through to the ninth plane, the strength of the Divine Palace of Fluttering Snow would rise to another level.
However, at their level of cultivation, breaking through to the next plane was very difficult.
Every plane was like a natural chasm.
At that moment, the pressure in the sky above became even more intense. The wind and clouds changed color. In front of them, at the cultivation place of Emperor Xi, a group of people walked out. They looked at the cultivators and said, "The cultivators of the top forces of the continents may enter. As for the rest, please stay outside."
When everyone heard this, they understood. It seemed that Emperor Xi had a premonition that a calamity was coming. He had invited the cultivators inside to observe the ceremony. However, he had only invited the cultivators of the top forces, but they could all understand.
It was already very rare for Emperor Xi to allow them to go up to Turtle Peak. If they all went in, there would not be enough space inside.
"Thank you, Emperor Xi," many people said. Many people spoke up. Then, they all started walking towards that direction, temporarily resolving the conflict here!
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