Moreover, Ye Futian dared to threaten Goddess Qihuan, who was at the Ninth Realm. How arrogant was this?
But thinking of Ye Futian's previous accomplishments, he had once fought his way into the ancient royal family of Duan and defeated all the Renhuangs. He had even defeated a Ninth Realm Renhuang, and that was not the first time. Therefore, as long as the opponent was not a cultivator with a perfect Great Path, perhaps Ye Futian really did not care.
But Goddess Qihuan was not an ordinary person. She was not someone an ordinary Ninth Realm Renhuang could compare with. Her cultivation method was strange, and she could directly affect the emotions and desires of others. Before, she seemed to have done something to Ye Futian that had aroused his disgust.
But everyone understood that Goddess Qihuan had not used her full strength. She had only been testing him. If she had really attacked Ye Futian, it would not have ended so simply.
Hearing Ye Futian's words, Goddess Qihuan was also stunned. Her beautiful eyes stared at Ye Futian's figure. She saw the white-haired youth look up at her, his deep eyes cold. Clearly, her invasion of Ye Futian had angered him.
"Renhuang Ye really does not give me any face." Goddess Qihuan looked down. At this moment, her body was full of nobility. "I am curious. How can Renhuang Ye be so rude to me?"
Her tone was cold, and her charming eyes stared at Ye Futian once again.
Boom! In an instant, Ye Futian's body was surrounded by divine light. A terrible demon god's aura spread out, sweeping through the sky. The shadow of the divine peacock appeared, and divine light illuminated the nine heavens, shining on Goddess Qihuan. At the same time, Ye Futian's eyes were also extremely demonic and frightening. They pierced into Goddess Qihuan's eyes.
"You can try," said Ye Futian. Ye Futian said. Sensing the violent aura from his body, the people around him all felt a suffocating pressure. For a moment, the vast space suddenly quietened down. No one had expected Ye Futian to be like this.
At this moment, Ye Futian, who had been ignited in anger, was like a descendant of a demon god. He was completely different from before. His body floated in the air, and his silver hair danced like silver blades. He gave off a strong sense of oppression.
Perhaps, at this moment, Ye Futian was the real him. This proud son of heaven who came from the Donghua Domain and made a name for himself in Four Corner Village and the ancient royal family of Duan was finally showing his true brilliance.
Goddess Qihuan stared at him. Give it a try?
Naturally, she was not afraid of Ye Futian. However, at this moment, Ye Futian also brought a faint sense of oppression to her. Suddenly, she smiled sweetly, like a hundred flowers blooming. She was so beautiful that many cultivators were mesmerized by her. In that instant, she changed from a noble empress to a seductive beauty. These two temperaments appeared on her at the same time, making people salivate. It was as if she wanted to imprint her figure into everyone's mind.
"As expected of the most famous genius in the Shangqing Domain today. Emperor Ye's bearing and boldness are admirable. There are so many outstanding figures in the Shangqing Domain, and I wonder who can compete with him." Goddess Qihuan said. As she smiled, the oppressive aura from before seemed to disappear in an instant. Even though Ye Futian had not restrained his aura, the space at this moment still gave people a sense of relaxation.
Ye Futian saw that Goddess Qihuan had no intention of attacking, so he ignored her words. He restrained his aura, and it was as if he had become a different person in an instant.
In the distance, more people came. Among them were the princes and princesses of the Shangyu Deity Kingdom, the cultivators of the Lu family, and many other prominent figures. They stood in different directions. Some looked at the divine casket, and some looked at Ye Futian.
Clearly, Ye Futian had become the focus of all the cultivators. Apart from the giants, it seemed that he was the only one who could look at the ancient corpse in the divine casket without being instantly injured. The others, even the powerful Muyun Lan and Mo Ke, could not do it.
Ye Futian did not care about the gazes of the crowd. He continued to look at the sacred remains. Since things had already come to this, there was nothing more to worry about. He would look at the sacred remains a few more times before they were taken away.
As time passed, the amount of time Ye Futian spent looking at the sacred remains grew longer.
Moreover, Ye Futian began to try to let the ancient characters enter his body.
At this time, Ye Futian stood in the void and looked into the divine casket. He was surrounded by divine light, as if there were ancient characters imprinted on his body. What was frightening was that the characters that rushed into his eyes were madly attacking the world inside him.
Inside his Life Palace was a world of space created by the World Tree. The sun and the moon were in the sky, and stars surrounded it. However, when the characters rushed in, they swept and destroyed everything in a frenzy. The stars collapsed, and even thunder and lightning were directly destroyed and reduced to dust. The characters that rushed in wanted to destroy everything, and they even attacked the World Tree.
This was the first time Ye Futian had encountered such a situation. In the past, even if they encountered divine items, the World Tree would still be the dominant one. It would even devour and absorb the power of the divine items, such as the heart of the Peacock Demon God.
However, this time, the endless characters that were formed from the corpse of Shenjia the Great Emperor in the divine casket launched an attack on his Natal Spirit.
At this time, in the world of Ye Futian's Life Palace, a storm was set off.
"Rumble …"
Ye Futian's body kept shaking. After a while, he let out a muffled groan and retreated. He then spat out a mouthful of blood, and his face was pale.
However, he landed on the ground and sat cross-legged. A porcelain bottle appeared in his hand, and he crushed it. He took out a pill and swallowed it. The tyrannical Will of Life shrouded his body.
Even so, there was still a violent roar coming from his body. Many people looked at Ye Futian and saw him spitting out another mouthful of blood. Ye Futian's face was pale as if he was suffering from great pain.
"I was too impulsive," Ye Futian said to himself. He was still too hasty. He thought he could adapt to this power, but it was obvious that he was still far from it.
Xia Qingyuan walked forward with a worried look on her face. The cultivators from Four Corner Village were also a little worried. This guy seemed to have gone too far this time.
"Is he seriously injured?" The surrounding cultivators looked at Ye Futian. This was the first time they saw Ye Futian seriously injured while looking at the divine casket. Before this, he had been fine.
How terrifying was the power of the characters in the divine casket?
Ye Futian spat out a few mouthfuls of blood, and his aura was much weaker. Many people thought that his foundation might have been damaged, and his Great Path might have been damaged. It would be a pity if a top genius fell from the altar just because he was looking at the sacred remains.
However, Ye Futian's aura gradually recovered after a while. The divine tree surrounded him, and his body seemed to have turned into a tree of life, recovering at a crazy rate. Everyone could clearly feel that Ye Futian's aura was starting to grow stronger from being weak.
"What a strong recovery ability." Everyone looked at Ye Futian and was a little shocked. His recovery speed was shocking. They could clearly feel that Ye Futian had been seriously injured just now, and it might have even damaged his Great Path. However, he was recovering so quickly.
"The Great Path of Life. Such a strong and majestic aura of life. Even a peak Renhuang might not be able to compare," a high-level Renhuang cultivator said.
Many people nodded in agreement. They could naturally feel how strong Ye Futian's aura of life was.
It didn't take long for Ye Futian to recover and return to peak condition.
At this moment, Blind Tie, Fang Huan, and the others came to his side and asked in a low voice, "How do you feel?"
"Nothing," Ye Futian said.
"Be careful. Don't rush things," Blind Tie reminded them in a low voice.
"I will." Ye Futian nodded.
"You still want to try?" Her tone was cold. Ye Futian looked in that direction and saw a pair of cold, beautiful eyes staring at him.
"It's okay, I'll be careful." However, Xia Qingyuan did not seem to be satisfied with his answer. Her beautiful eyes continued to stare at him.
Ye Futian got up and stretched, looking rather lazy. However, when he looked at the divine casket, a sharp glint appeared in his eyes. He turned around and said to Xia Qingyuan, "Do I look like I'm not in the right place? This divine coffin can't hurt my foundation. "
"Weren't you injured before?" Xia Qingyuan asked.
"Compared to the dangers of cultivation, being able to control this is nothing," Ye Futian said to Xia Qingyuan telepathically. Ye Futian said to Xia Qingyuan telepathically, "Don't worry, I know what I'm doing. Furthermore, I've already begun to comprehend some things from it. It might be helpful for my training, and I might even get a glimpse of the powers of the ancient gods."
Xia Qingyuan heard his telepathic message and looked at him. She saw that Ye Futian did not seem to mind at all. She knew that she could not persuade him otherwise. Since Ye Futian had already made up his mind, she could not change it. She could only say, "Don't take too many risks."
"I know." Ye Futian nodded and smiled. He then looked at the divine casket again, and his gaze became exceptionally solemn. Even though he had been severely injured just now, he had gained a lot from it. If he could truly guide this power into his body and comprehend it, it would perhaps be of great help to his cultivation.
Thinking of this, Ye Futian walked towards the divine casket again. This time, all the cultivators looked at him. Was he still going to try?
Was this guy really not afraid of being hurt?
They were still thinking about it, but Ye Futian was already above the divine casket again!
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