Wherever Ye Futian passed, no one could stop him. Not to mention those below the upper-level Renhuang Plane, even the weakest of those who intercepted him this time was a Renhuang of the Seventh Realm, but no one was a match for him.
Almost everyone in the ancient royal family was watching this battle, watching Ye Futian break into the palace step by step as if there was no one there.
It seemed that a Renhuang of the Seventh Realm could not stop him.
Ye Futian passed through an area and slowed down. A mighty pressure shrouded in front of him, and several Renhuang of the Eighth Realm stood in front of him, blocking his way forward.
Ye Futian saw Ye Futian walking over. A tall man stood proudly in the void. Suddenly, the sky changed color, and thunder clouds rolled and roared. With a single thought, the world changed. Ye Futian felt that he was in another world, a world of the Great Path of Thunder.
Heavenly thunder flooded this part of the sky. Above his head, there was a huge thunder drum. Terrible thunder faintly bloomed from it, turning into rolling heavenly thunder that could shock the spiritual soul of a person.
Ye Futian looked up. This Divine Wheel of the Great Path was quite strange. It contained the power of both the Great Path of Thunder and the Great Path of Sound. It could attack the physical body and the spiritual soul at the same time. It was extremely powerful.
The Renhuang raised his hand and waved it, but it was not aimed at Ye Futian. Instead, it was aimed at the Thunder Drum. Boom … A loud noise came out, and countless people in the ancient royal family felt their eardrums vibrate. Their spiritual souls were shaken, and their Qi and blood surged violently. Even the cultivators of the Renhuang Plane had a strong reaction. They were not directly attacked, but only a few. One could imagine how terrifying it was to be in the center of the storm.
In Ye Futian's world, he only felt endless divine lightning striking down, arriving in an instant. The extremely dazzling light struck his spiritual soul. If his cultivation had been slightly weaker, his soul would probably have been shattered and he would have died directly.
A formless sound wave swept out from Ye Futian's body, and the shadow of an ancient Buddha vaguely appeared behind him, turning into a golden body that was tens of thousands of meters tall. His eyes were glaring at Vajra, causing his entire body to be shrouded in golden divine halos. It was as if Ye Futian had donned a golden armor that was indestructible.
Boom!
The monstrous light of thunder fell, shattering the golden armor. The attack rushed into his body. Ye Futian's whole body flowed with purple lightning. His body seemed to shake, and his whole body seemed to be swallowed by the lightning.
But under the terrible destructive lightning, he was as good as before. There was a majestic breath of life emanating from his body, and his body was indestructible.
"Hmm?"
The cultivator of the Eighth Realm frowned. did Ye Futian resist his attack?
Moreover, he actually wasn't injured, only shaken up a bit. This was just too arrogant, not placing his attack in his eyes at all.
He raised his palm, and suddenly, his palm turned into many phantoms that blasted on the war drum of the Great Path at the same time. In an instant, the war drum sounded continuously, and the terrible sound waves of the Great Path swept across this part of the sky. It was as if the sky and the earth were about to shatter. Even the cultivators outside the ancient royal family who were watching the battle felt their blood boiling. They let out muffled groans, and some even had blood seeping from the corners of their mouths.
The people in the palace were protected by the light of the Great Path, so they were not strongly affected. As for those cultivators in the Renhuang Plane, without protection, their blood was also boiling.
Looking at Ye Futian, his body seemed to be drowned in the destructive lightning, which made many people secretly sweat for him. If Ye Futian was not strong enough, would he die in the ancient royal family?
These people could not be merciful when they attacked, and they could not control it well.
The blazing divine light of thunder descended, and countless eyes stared in that direction. Golden light shone, and a figure bathed in divine glory stood proudly, like a divine body of the Great Path, indestructible.
A terrifying starry world formed around Ye Futian's body, turning into a domain of the Great Path, blocking the destructive attack.
"You can't even take him down with this." The Renhuang of the Eighth Realm frowned. Could a cultivator with a perfect Great Path of the Fifth Realm exert such powerful combat power?
"Sir, take one attack from me," Ye Futian said. As his voice fell, the majestic and sacred Vajra Buddha appeared, blooming with endless Light of Buddha, and the sound of Buddha lingered, causing an invisible sound wave to appear in the vast space. It was the Vajra Demon-slaying Rhythm.
For a moment, the powerful Renhuang of the Eighth Realm felt his mind go blank. He raised his hand and waved at the War Drum of the Thunder God again, but Ye Futian raised his hand and blasted out. This palm slammed out across the air, and endless divine tablets fell, suppressing everything in the world.
At this moment, Ye Futian's body became majestic, and in the eyes of his opponent, he was like a god. This attack was an attack that Ye Futian comprehended after cultivating the Gate to World Suppression, and it was extremely terrifying.
The Renhuang of the Eighth Realm roared angrily, and raised his hand to hit the Divine Drum continuously, causing the terrifying lightning beam to collide with the divine tablet.
However, a huge ancient divine tablet appeared above the sky, and the inscriptions on it were like the stars in the sky fell at the same time, and he seemed to be caught in a multi-layered attack.
Bang!
With a loud noise, a crack appeared on the War Drum, and the Renhuang of the Eighth Realm was sent flying, spitting blood, and his face was pale.
The Renhuang of the Eighth Realm was defeated.
"Boom." Ye Futian continued to move forward with the power of victory. With one step, the void trembled, and several Renhuang of the Eighth Realm in front of him gathered the terrible power of the Great Path at the same time, ready to attack Ye Futian at any time.
"Renhuang of the Eighth Realm, it doesn't matter even if you join forces," Ye Futian said. As his voice fell, the domain of the Great Path directly enveloped the cultivators who were releasing the might of the Great Path in front of him. In the starry world, the Light of Buddha was still there, and the sound of Sanskrit lingered. There were Divine Tablets attacking several people at the same time, and it made people tremble.
He had never taken the Renhuang of the Eighth Realm seriously.
One of them moved, wanting to counterattack, but Ye Futian's silhouette flashed, and in the starry world, another boundlessly dazzling image appeared. In the sky, an incomparably divine golden-winged Roc appeared. This golden-winged Roc was fighting against the demons, as though it was the king of all demons.
This vision manifested as if it was real. Even Old Ma was a little shocked when he saw the scene in front of him.
Everyone in the village knew that Ye Futian could observe the various divine methods and had even comprehended and cultivated them, but they did not expect him to be able to do this and cause a vision to appear. This was a talent that only the villagers had. Without the inheritance of the bloodline, how could he do it?
But Ye Futian also did it. His body charged towards one of the people, like a sacred golden-winged Roc king that could kill thousands of demons.
The person that Ye Futian attacked was resisting the attack of the divine tablet. Just as he broke it and blocked it, he saw Ye Futian transform into the golden-winged Roc and attack again. A golden divine light flashed, and blood splattered between heaven and earth. Another Renhuang of the Eighth Realm was hit and sent flying.
"So strong. An Eighth-Realm Renhuang still used one strike." The hearts of everyone trembled. The terrifying golden-winged Roc spread its wings and soared. Ye Futian's body was like a roc, and he continued to kill in the void. In the blink of an eye, all the Renhuang of the Eighth Realm in front of him were sent flying, and no one could block his way forward.
The Renhuang of the Eighth Realm suffered the same fate as the Renhuang of the Seventh Realm. They still could not stop him.
"Even if this battle ends here, it is enough for him to be proud of," someone outside the palace said. Ye Futian had already shown extraordinary strength. With such talent, it was no wonder that an outsider could become the representative of Four Corner Village outside, and his name shook the Donghua Domain back then.
Even Duan Yi and Duan Shang, who were controlled by Old Ma, were amazed in their hearts. Ye Futian's performance so far was amazing. They definitely did not expect this alchemy grandmaster to have such strong combat power. Cultivators of the Eighth Realm could not withstand a single blow, and no one could block his way.
Sure enough, there was always someone better than you. It was ridiculous that Duan Yi wanted to scheme against Ye Futian before, but Ye Futian schemed against him instead.
At this time, as Ye Futian continued to move forward, Overlord Duan Tianxiong said, "Renhuang below the Ninth Realm, step back."
Suddenly, other Renhuang who were blocking Ye Futian retreated from the battlefield. They did not have the ability to participate in the battle, so they could only watch.
A figure appeared in front of Ye Futian. A powerful figure of the Ninth Realm stood there, blocking his way.
This figure stood there casually, but it was like a mountain that could not be crossed. It blocked Ye Futian's way forward.
Ye Futian also stopped in his tracks and did not continue forward. He stared at the middle-aged man in front of him. He stood there like a mountain or a sword. Just by standing there, he gave people a feeling that he could not be moved. Ye Futian's expression also became more serious.
Ye Futian's cultivation realm was, after all, only a Renhuang of the Fifth Realm. The gap was too big. The Ninth Realm was the peak. He had killed a Renhuang of the Ninth Realm, activated the will of the emperor, and killed him. But in fact, he knew very well that the Ninth Realm was still a dangerous existence that could bring great pressure to him!
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