A domineering and shocking voice came from the statue. It was clearly Ye Futian's voice.
At this moment, Tang Ye's expression darkened.
He'd just said that Xiao Wuji had reached his limit. There was no point in Ye Futian continuing to study the statue.
But was it really the limit?
Then what was Ye Futian doing now?
Xiao Wuji could study in the statue but Ye Futian could control it directly.
He'd called Ye Futian stupid twice. Why? Because Ye Futian was only at level two but did things beyond his abilities. He couldn't deal with the Fuyun Sword Clan or the Witch Clan. Both could kill him in the Ancient Barren World.
To him, of course, it was stupid.
No one could refute his words. Even though Ye Futian had shown his absolute talent, he still didn't think there was anything wrong with his words. Stupid was stupid.
But now?
When Ye Futian controlled the statue, who could say that the Fuyun Sword Clan and the Witch Clan could kill him?
Ye Futian's words, "My world is not something you can understand," were like a loud slap to his face.
Was Ye Futian stupid or was he ignorant?
Liu Chenyu and Gu Biyue were shocked as well. Their hearts trembled.
Previously, Xiao Wuji had comprehended three statues in a row and cultivated in them. They naturally thought that Xiao Wuji was more outstanding than Ye Futian.
But Ye Futian had stayed in the statue area for a long time but couldn't do as well as Xiao Wuji.
It was only now that they understood why Ye Futian had been in the area of statues all this time, comprehending them one by one.
He was silently trying to control the statues. Unknowingly, he'd done something no one had ever done before. It was funny that they still doubted Ye Futian's talent.
It turned out that he already had a plan.
The battle drum sounded 16 times and then exploded.
The nine-inch image on the wall broke the record.
Directly controlling the statue.
Ye Futian completely crushed Xiao Wuji in the three relic areas.
Not long ago, everyone was still shocked by Xiao Wuji's talent and thought he couldn't be surpassed. But in such a short time, someone walked out and shone even brighter.
The battle drum was broken but the record was eternal.
Who could surpass the direct control of the statue?
This was a true record, a record that couldn't be broken.
Countless pairs of eyes stared at the huge flaming body, and great waves surged in their hearts.
Was there really someone more outstanding than Xiao Wuji?
Moreover, he had always been ignored at the peak of Mirror Mountain. He had even been humiliated by Tang Ye.
Thinking about it now, it was a little ironic.
The flame statue was still facing Tang Ye as it spoke again, "Don't use your eyes to judge me. You're not qualified."
Tang Ye's expression became increasingly unsightly. He had no way to refute this. The arrogant words he said were indeed measured by his own thinking and vision. There was nothing wrong with all of this. However, the person in front of him right now was a freak.
"Also, you said that I cut off my own path with a single sentence. Are you sure that you are qualified to represent the Academy?"
Tang Ye's face paled even more. Ye Futian's words struck directly at his heart.
When Ye Futian's talent surpassed him and even surpassed Xiao Wuji, could Tang Ye's attitude really represent the Academy's?
Clearly, it couldn't.
If Ye Futian's performance on the Mirror Mountain Stone Wall was as dazzling as in the three major relics, if he broke Xiao Wuji's record again, all the top forces of the Eastern Barren Territory would fight for him. So what if he didn't like Ye Futian then?
Could he, Tang Ye, represent the Academy?
He had no right to choose Ye Futian. At that time, Ye Futian would be like Xiao Wuji, choosing a clan.
Tang Ye wasn't the only one with an ugly expression right now. Li Daoyun was as well.
That day at the Loulan Relic, he had been so arrogant. At that time, he had thought nothing of Ye Futian.
But now, he truly knew Ye Futian here.
He had never thought that Ye Futian's talent could be this strong. Not only him, but the four strong cultivators who had gone to the Loulan Relic also hadn't expected this. The other three forces only wanted to fight for Ye Futian's treasure. Their feud wasn't deep and could be resolved. However, Li Daoyun had cut off Ye Wuchen's arm.
With Ye Futian's talent, once Ye Futian joined a top force, Li Daoyun would have a mortal enemy who wanted his life.
Moreover, because of Ye Futian, Liu Chenyu was now standing against him.
In the past, he had pursued Liu Chenyu. Although she hadn't agreed, there was still hope. But now, when he wanted to deal with Ye Futian, Liu Chenyu walked in front of him. She was cold like an enemy.
Looking at the beautiful face before him, he sighed inwardly. When he looked at Ye Futian, the murderous intent in his eyes grew stronger.
"Let him come," Ye Futian said. Liu Chenyu and Loulan Xue glanced at the statue and then moved out of the way.
Li Daoyun's gaze shot to the statue Ye Futian had possessed. Then he stepped forward.
With one step, he crossed the space and landed before Ye Futian.
"You said you were waiting for me. So this is where your confidence comes from," Li Daoyun said to Ye Futian.
Ye Futian didn't speak. On the statue, the flame intent was extremely violent.
"In the Ancient Barren World, the Dharma Plane is the limit. Even if you can control the statue, you are still at the Dharma Plane. Only your intent is not restricted. However, I also have noble intent," Li Daoyun said slowly. "Back then, I fought against a true ancient noble at the Loulan Relic. Now, I want to see how strong you can be with the statue."
"That's enough," Ye Futian said coolly. He knew what Li Daoyun was saying. There were restrictions in the Lower Ancient Barren World. Even though the statue was strong, it was actually the fire intent that was strong. His statue body could devour the fire Spiritual Qi in the air, but he still couldn't break through to the Dharma Plane.
But to him, wasn't it enough to be at the pinnacle of the Dharma Plane?
Li Daoyun stood with his sword. A storm of sword aura surged around him. In his hand was the noble ritual implement sword he'd obtained from the Loulan Relic.
His sword started to dance. Suddenly, the wind and clouds changed. Unparalleled sword intent exploded from his body. Endless Spiritual Qi gathered and turned into sword aura.
Li Daoyun was very serious. He was arrogant but seeing Ye Futian's talent, he didn't dare to be arrogant. He gave it his all.
If he could, he would kill Ye Futian on the spot to avoid future trouble.
Ye Futian hadn't joined any top force yet. Even if he was killed, no one could say anything.
Shadows appeared. Many of Li Daoyun's appeared in the sword aura storm. It was like his Dharma ability.
Countless shadows danced with their swords at the same time. The sword aura grew stronger and stronger, turning into a terrifying storm that could destroy everything. There seemed to be only swords in the world.
The statue that Ye Futian was attached to exploded with terrifying fire power. It clenched its fists and its body burned wildly. It was like a furnace that could melt everything in the world.
Li Daoyun's body finally moved. Many shadows moved at the same time. In that instant, there seemed to be sword rivers in the world. They flowed towards Ye Futian. Li Daoyun guided them forward. His body was light like a floating cloud.
But what he left behind was a fatal sword.
"Boom!" In the void, an unparalleled fiery aura erupted. Then, a gust of wind blew across the sky, and flaming maple leaves appeared one after another. There was no end to it.
The flaming maple leaves danced in the wind and swept towards Li Daoyun. With a crashing sound, the terrifying maple leaves glowed with a golden light. They were like inextinguishable flames that burned Li Daoyun's afterimages into nothingness.
The world ahead suddenly burned with golden fire. The world of flames created by the maple leaves wrapped around the sword river, wanting to destroy it all.
"The spell in the statue." Xiao Wuji's eyes flashed and he looked at the maple leaves.
Many afterimages were burned, but there was still one figure that cut through everything. He cut through the air, and the maple leaves were all destroyed by his sword. This figure was Li Daoyun himself. He cut towards the statue that Ye Futian was attached to.
A swordsman's close-combat ability was definitely terrifying.
However, at that moment, Ye Futian put his palms together. The huge statue's palms were extremely fast, as if she had predicted the direction of the opponent's sword. When the statue's palms fell, they actually blocked the opponent's sword.
"You're looking to die," Li Daoyun said coldly. His sword was a ritual implement. Ye Futian was using the statue's hands to block it?
Sword qi exploded, tearing everything apart. The Sorrow Melting Palm was about to shatter too. His sword was like the sharpest weapon in the world as it stabbed towards the statue.
The palm print broke bit by bit. But almost at the same time, terrifying flames adhered to Li Daoyun's arms. Then they moved upwards, trying to seep into his body.
"Break!" Li Daoyun roared. The sword qi tore through the statue's arms and continued towards the statue's head. But almost at the same time, his body suddenly lit up with terrifying flame light. It was like the light of a divine flame. Great pain came. His body seemed to be burning. His hand holding the sword trembled unstably. His arm was shining with golden flames.
Li Daoyun's face was pale. He did not continue attacking. Instead, he immediately retreated. He was extremely decisive.
In this battle, he would kill if he could. If not, he would retreat. There was no need to fight to the death.
"Take out an arm first," Ye Futian said coldly. The statue's eyes were like his own. Terrifying flame intent bloomed from those demonic eyes. Then Li Daoyun's arms seemed to be lit on fire. Ancient flame characters appeared on his arms one by one. "You're going to kill me," Li Daoyun said coldly.
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