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Chapter 2308

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A huge hole opened up in this world. Many top figures were killed in the midst of their struggle, causing the hearts of all the experts to tremble in fear.

In ancient times, was the collapse of the Heavenly Path also like this?

In the battle of the gods, the Heavenly Path collapsed.

The cultivators from the forces of the killed top figures were also trembling violently and struggling inside. They watched the scene with their own eyes, and an indescribable fear grew in their hearts.

Especially the cultivators of the Holy Land of Taichu in the distance. The Swordmaster of Taichu was killed on the spot. Ye Futian must be seeking revenge. Back then, they had dealt with the Heavenly Mandate Academy, and the Swordmaster of Taichu had seriously injured Lord Taixuan.

Therefore, this sword strike killed the Swordmaster of Taichu.

No one expected that as the overlord of the Taichu Domain, a force that stood at the peak of the holy land, they would encounter such a disaster here.

After the crack was destroyed, it gradually closed up. In two different directions, two people struggled to walk out, but they were also heavily injured. Blood flowed from their bodies. If it wasn't for the fact that they had special methods, they would most likely die here today as well.

"Phew …" Someone took a deep breath. They were not dead. The top cultivators of the Mo clan and the super existence of the Sun God Mountain survived this attack, but they were extremely embarrassed, and their hearts were still trembling violently.

They were forced into such a situation, hanging on the line between life and death, and almost killed.

Moreover, the center of this sword strike was not them, but the Swordmaster of Taichu. Otherwise, they would not have been able to escape.

Even Mei Ting, who had been sitting there as steady as a mountain and drinking wine, stood up at this time and looked in the direction of Ye Futian. How did he burst out such power of the sword?

That was the sacred remains, the physical body of Shenjia the Great Emperor. At Ye Futian's realm, he could not bear that kind of burden at all. He heard that many top figures could not even take a look at it before they were severely injured, let alone controlling the sacred remains to fight and erupt with such terrifying power.

Even though Ye Futian borrowed the power of the sacred remains for this attack, it was probably the terrifying power of a cultivator who had passed the second Divine Tribulation of the Great Path.

The enemies of the Original Void Realm were almost wiped out by this attack. From now on, no one in the land of the Original Realm would be able to stand against the Heavenly Mandate Academy. Of course, the premise was that Ye Futian was still alive today.

Not only were the others shocked, but the cultivators around Ye Futian were also shocked. The cultivators from Ziwei Imperial Palace looked at the body of Shenjia the Great Emperor, who was surrounded by divine light in the void. Only now did they understand the meaning of what Ye Futian said when he brought them here. It turned out that he himself had such a trump card.

At this moment, they also vaguely understood why Ye Futian was the one to inherit the inheritance of Great Emperor Ziwei. After all, the Great Emperor was the Great Emperor. He had chosen the most outstanding person. The people of Ziwei Imperial Palace did not understand Ye Futian's past, but through this battle, they saw how terrifying Ye Futian's future would be.

This was a figure who had the opportunity to aspire to the top and stand at the peak. Perhaps, as the Great Emperor of the starry cultivation court said, in the future, he might inherit the throne, recreate the glory of Great Emperor Ziwei, and lead the Ziwei Segmentum to glory.

Invisibly, Ye Futian seemed to have conquered these top figures of Ziwei Imperial Palace with this battle. If it were before, they would not have such thoughts.

Under the control of silence, the storm gradually dissipated, and the sky was full of remnants of the destructive aura.

Time seemed to stand still. Many people looked at where Ye Futian was. The divine light flowed over the body of Shenjia the Great Emperor, but he did not move anymore. He just stood there quietly.

Everyone stared at him, guessing whether Ye Futian could still launch such an attack.

How much energy did he consume in that extraordinary sword just now?

What kind of state was Ye Futian in now?

Silence. Absolute silence.

No one spoke. There was no sound. The body of Shenjia the Great Emperor was the same. He quietly floated there without any movement.

Some people wanted to test him, but no one dared to do so. What if he could still fight? What if he could launch such an attack?

In that case, whoever made the first move would be courting death.

Therefore, this strange scene was formed in this space.

In the crowd, there were still many top cultivators who had not made a move. After all, many big shots from the 18 domains of the Divine Prefecture, the Dark World, and the Empty Divine Realm had come, but they had been in a state of observation. Many of them looked at Ye Futian as if they were looking at prey.

They were not in a hurry. So what if Ye Futian launched such an attack?

It would not change anything.

They clearly understood that sooner or later, Ye Futian would not be able to bear this burden. When that time came, it would be very easy for them to deal with Ye Futian.

However, what they had to consider was that after dealing with Ye Futian, there would probably be another fierce battle to fight for Ye Futian and the body of Shenjia the Great Emperor. This fierce battle would probably be even more terrible, and more forces would be involved.

In the distance, the cultivators of the Dark World were still waiting patiently. They were not in a hurry. They just watched everything unfold in silence. Some things would eventually stop. Sooner or later, Ye Futian would not be able to bear it and collapse.

It was not an easy task to capture the prey that so many cultivators were eyeing. Not only did it depend on who was stronger, but it also depended on who was more patient.

The cultivators from the Heavenly Mandate Academy looked at the other cultivators in the sky. They were all far away and scattered in different areas. They were eyeing Ye Futian covetously. That sword strike just now had stunned them. However, it would not scare them away. Everyone knew this.

Whether it was Lord Taixuan or the others, they all looked at Ye Futian with some worry. What would the outcome of this battle be?

At this moment, the body of Shenjia the Great Emperor suddenly moved. Although it was just a simple movement, it still made the hearts of many cultivators tremble. Their eyes were fixed on him.

"What are you waiting for, everyone?" He naturally understood what they were thinking. Moreover, they were all right. He was indeed bearing an unimaginable burden. That attack just now had taken a terrifying toll on him. If he continued to fight like this, he might really collapse. "You're right. You're right." Ye Futian looked around at the crowd and said. He knew what they were thinking.

No one responded. All the cultivators were still staring at him. They turned a deaf ear to his words. Ye Futian wanted them to give up. Was it possible?

"Everyone, why are you still here? You all want to kill me, seize the inheritance, and obtain the sacred remains. However, you can't even control the sacred remains of Shenjia the Great Emperor. It is also impossible for you to obtain the inheritance of Ziwei the Great. This is not a lie. Even if you kill me, it will not make any sense." Ye Futian continued, "If you don't retreat, I will treat you as an enemy!"

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