The Millet Emperor was very calm. After hearing the other party's words, his expression did not change much. He asked, "Who do you want?"
"People from the Eastern Deity Island," Emperor Yan replied.
"What do you want?" the Millet Emperor asked.
"Millet Emperor, just let them come with me," Emperor Yan said.
"They are right there. Ask them if they are willing to go with you." The Millet Emperor pointed at Ye Futian and the others.
Emperor Yan glanced at Ye Futian and said, "If they are not willing, I can only ask them to leave."
"Go ahead." The Millet Emperor stretched out his hand. He did not seem to mind at all. There was no anger in their conversation. It was like a conversation between old friends. However, the people watching from afar could feel the hostility.
If the Millet Emperor said go ahead, could Emperor Yan just take them away?
Hearing the Millet Emperor's words, Emperor Yan hesitated. He stood there quietly and looked at the other side. The two sides looked at each other. For a moment, the space was extremely oppressive. It was shrouded by a terrifying aura. It was as if a great battle could break out at any time.
Ye Futian, Goddess Penglai, and the others also looked at the cultivators of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family. Their expressions were cold. Their eyes were extremely sharp, but there was no trace of fear.
It would not be easy for the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family to touch them.
"Since the Millet Emperor has spoken, we can only invite them to the Great Yan," a voice said. Crown Prince Yan Hanxing, who was behind Emperor Yan, stepped forward. His aura was monstrous. The divine might of the Great Path enveloped the vast sky. A majestic power pressed down on the sky. There seemed to be a dragon's roar.
"Be careful," Li Changsheng reminded. Li Changsheng reminded him as he stepped forward. At that moment, a deafening dragon roar resounded through the sky.
Roar …
A huge divine dragon seemed to appear in the sky. Its roar shattered mountains and rivers, and the sky and earth cracked. A terrifying sound wave of the Great Path swept out and turned into a terrible storm of the Great Path. The sky changed color.
Yan Hanxing was a Renhuang in the Ninth Plane. He was already at the peak of the Renhuang Plane. The Roar of the Yan Dragon was terrifying. This roar made many people feel their blood boil. Even Ye Futian felt his internal organs tremble. His spiritual soul shook violently. It was extremely uncomfortable. Behind him, Xia Qingyuan was bleeding from her mouth. Her face was pale.
"Bang." Yan Hanxing took a step forward in the air. With every step he took, a dull sound could be heard. It was as if he was stepping on everyone's hearts, causing them to tremble violently. The space seemed to have frozen. They looked at the figure who was walking toward them in the air. At this moment, the Crown Prince of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family was like a god of war.
Since Emperor Yan did not make a move himself, the Millet Emperor naturally would not make a move either. Instead, he watched quietly.
Li Changsheng walked out. The powerful aura of the Ninth Plane was released, and the Divine Wheel of the Great Path bloomed. It was a gigantic ancient tree. Its branches and leaves swirled, covering the sky and the sun. In an instant, it spread to the vast void, sweeping through the sky and enveloping Yan Hanxing's body.
Many people looked over at the battlefield. Li Changsheng was an old man who had followed the Millet Emperor for many years. He was very powerful. Usually, he did not reveal himself and kept a very low profile. However, he was in charge of the affairs of Wangshen Watchtower. The Millet Emperor usually did not show himself. Li Changsheng's status was actually equivalent to the eldest brother of Wangshen Watchtower.
At this time, it was time for him to fight the Crown Prince of the Great Yan Dynasty, Yan Hanxing.
Although Zong Chan had proven his way to become a high-level Renhuang and had a perfect Great Path, he had just broken through to the next plane. His cultivation was only at the Seventh Plane. His combat ability might not be able to defeat Yan Hanxing. After all, Yan Hanxing was not an ordinary high-level Renhuang. Before he became a high-level Renhuang, his Divine Wheel of the Great Path was also flawless.
Ye Futian looked up at the battlefield in the sky. Yan Hanxing's offensive power was extremely strong, but Li Changsheng's cultivation was also very strong. The divine tree seemed to have taken root in the sky and radiated outwards, sealing off the space and trapping Yan Hanxing within.
"Buzz."
At this moment, the cultivators of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family flashed and moved toward them. The Millet Emperor stood high in the sky and stared at Emperor Yan. It was as if this battle had nothing to do with them.
Last time, the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family had led the cultivators of the Yanyun Continent to Wangshen Watchtower to test the waters. This time, it was the real clash between the two sides.
Dragon roars rang out, and the Song of the Yan Dragon erupted continuously. The cultivators of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family wanted to kill the cultivators of Wangshen Watchtower.
However, Goddess Penglai's figure flashed. Like a swallow, she descended in front of the cultivators in an instant. A monstrous Divine Fire of the Great Path erupted from her body. A gigantic illusion of the Divine Phoenix appeared and let out a resonant phoenix cry.
From the body of the Divine Phoenix, there seemed to be endless fiery red feathers of the Divine Phoenix. They were like fiery red sharp swords that were indestructible as they slashed toward the cultivators.
A dazzling divine light bloomed, directly breaking through the space and heading straight for Goddess Penglai. It was a dragon spear. It transformed into a dazzling golden divine light and broke through the space, causing a golden arc to appear between heaven and earth. The dragon spear arrived in an instant, accompanied by a domineering dragon roar. The dragon spear stabbed forward, intending to shatter the space.
Goddess Penglai's figure flashed and similarly transformed into a bolt of fiery red lightning. The two of them collided in an instant. The speed of their confrontation was so fast that it was impossible to follow with the naked eye.
In another direction, an elder dressed in a gorgeous golden robe walked toward Zong Chan. The aura on his body was astonishing. He was also a cultivator of the Ninth Plane. He was a member of the Great Yan Royal Family, a direct descendant of Emperor Yan.
His aura was terrifying. Many true dragons appeared in the void, each of them roaring.
He extended his hand and clenched his fist toward Zong Chan. Suddenly, a monstrous power of the Great Path descended. Zong Chan only felt that the space around him was sealed and bound.
Boom … In the next moment, the other party's body transformed into a bolt of lightning. He was extremely fast, like a divine dragon charging forward. The space around him seemed to collapse and shatter. Before he arrived, his fist will had already arrived. A terrifying explosion sounded in the space around Zong Chan. The space around him was about to collapse and shatter.
At this moment, Zong Chan's perfect level aura of the Great Path was released. He formed seals with both hands, and countless stone tablets appeared in the sky. They were like doors that surrounded the space. They gradually closed and sealed the space around him.
Raising his palm, Zong Chan attacked forward. At this moment, a brilliant divine light of the Great Path exploded from his body. Layers of Gates of the Great Path appeared. It was as if thousands of Gates of the Great Path were stacked on top of each other. They merged into his palm and collided with his opponent. The impact was earth-shattering.
A violent loud sound rang out. Countless Gates of the Great Path were pierced and shattered. However, Zong Chan's body appeared in the space around him. More Gates of the Great Path appeared around him. Every gate contained an extremely powerful suppressive power of the Great Path. It suppressed this space and turned it into an absolute domain of the Great Path.
The suppressive power of the Great Path enveloped his opponent's body. Even the cultivator of the Ninth Plane was under immense pressure.
Zong Chan also felt the pressure. After all, the person in front of him was a cultivator of the Ninth Plane.
He continued to form seals with both hands. Above the sky, countless Divine Tablets of the Great Path appeared and surrounded the space. They also sealed this space and turned it into a domain of the Great Path.
An ancient aura spread out. At this moment, Zong Chan was like a god. He waved his palm, and suddenly, countless Divine Tablets of the Great Path in the sky descended. Loud rumbling sounds rang out. The true dragon and the divine tablets collided and then exploded.
However, the divine tablets seemed to be endless. Rays of light shone from Zong Chan's body. It was as if he had summoned an ancient gate. The gate grew larger and larger, and the suppressive power grew stronger. The divine dragon wailed as it was suppressed.
Rumble … Countless divine tablets of different sizes descended. With his opponent's body as the center, they attacked. An illusion of a divine dragon appeared above the Renhuang of the Ninth Plane of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family. He let out a dragon's roar. His hands broke through the air, and the divine dragon whizzed out. However, it was all suppressed and could not escape this space. Zong Chan's attacks seemed to be endless.
Many cultivators looked at the battlefield where Zong Chan was. This was the Gate to World Suppression!
The ultimate technique cultivated by the Millet Emperor. When the Millet Emperor released this technique, he could suppress a world and kill all enemies.
Zong Chan's Great Path was perfect. As expected, he could already deal with existences of the Ninth Plane.
Outside the battlefield, the various cultivators had originally planned to leave. However, because of the battle here, they stayed and watched the battle from different locations.
In one of the locations were the cultivators of the Ling Xiao Palace.
The Palace Lord of the Ling Xiao Palace looked at the battlefield and said, "The Millet Emperor's Gate to World Suppression is indeed powerful. Moreover, Zong Chan has already cultivated its essence. He is only at the Seventh Plane, but he already has such powerful combat ability. In the future, he will definitely be another top figure."
His voice traveled through the air, and all the cultivators in this area could hear him. Beside him, a powerful Renhuang said, "Palace Lord, I have never fought against someone with a perfect Great Path before. Now that I have the opportunity, I would like to experience it for myself."
"Hmm." The Palace Lord of the Ling Xiao Palace nodded and said, "The Great Yan and Wangshen Watchtower do not have much of a grudge between us. Everyone, there is no need to get serious. Let's not overdo it. Today, all the forces have gathered here. Just treat it as a trial."
As his voice fell, the Renhuang who spoke stepped forward. He was also an existence at the Ninth Plane. He headed directly in the direction of Zong Chan. As Zong Chan suppressed the cultivators of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family, his silhouette appeared in the sky above Zong Chan. An extremely overbearing aura of the Great Path was released. He said, "Today is a rare opportunity. I have specially come to ask for your guidance. I hope you do not take offense."
As he said this, he directly attacked Zong Chan.
This scene caused the surrounding cultivators to reveal strange expressions. What was the meaning of the Ling Xiao Palace?
Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that this was a grudge between the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family and Wangshen Watchtower. Was the Ling Xiao Palace interfering to target Wangshen Watchtower?
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