Ye Futian's words seemed to have directly deterred both sides.
Of course, this was also determined by his tyrannical combat effectiveness. Ye Futian's attack seemed to have threatened the Battle Matrix of the Rocks cast by the cultivators of the Lost Clan. If he continued to strengthen his attack power, the battle matrix might break, leading to the death of the cultivators of the Lost Clan. This directly threatened the Lost Clan.
If he did not participate, then the cultivators of the Lost Clan would continue to attack, and they might kill the eight cultivators of the Divine Prefecture. The end result would be a lose-lose situation.
Therefore, at this moment, Ye Futian seemed to have played a key role in deterring both sides.
It was precisely because of this that he was qualified to mediate. The Lost Clan had to agree, and so did the cultivators of the Divine Prefecture. Otherwise, he would stop.
However, the eight cultivators of the Ancient God Clan of the Divine Prefecture did not show any gratitude to Ye Futian. On the contrary, their eyes were exceptionally cold. Hua Junlai said, "Renhuang Ye, don't forget why you are in the Battle Matrix of the Rocks."
Ye Futian was originally invited by him to break the matrix. Now, what was the meaning of everything he had done?
He seemed to have forgotten which camp he belonged to. If Ye Futian remembered why he was here, then he would naturally break the matrix with them. There was no need to say anything more.
But obviously, Ye Futian did not intend to break the Great Matrix of the Rocks. The cultivators of the Divine Prefecture did not know what he was thinking. What was Ye Futian's goal?
For cultivators of this level, they believed that everything they did needed to be justified in order to convince themselves.
However, they had yet to see this in Ye Futian.
"You were invited to break the Battle Matrix of the Rocks, but you forgot your position. Do you have any principles?" Another cultivator of the Ancient God Clan said. He seemed a little dissatisfied, and there was even a hint of strong resentment in his voice.
"If you want to continue, then I will have to step back." Ye Futian did not respond to the other party's words. Instead, he spoke, causing the cultivators of the Ancient God Clan to look uncertain.
Their attacks were strong enough to shake the ultimate power of the Battle Matrix of the Rocks, using their flesh and blood to forge the rock. However, when the cultivators of the Lost Clan burned themselves, even they, as strong as they were, felt a strong sense of crisis.
If Ye Futian retreated, it would still be the strongest blow from the eight cultivators of the Divine Prefecture against the cultivators of the Lost Clan. No one dared to predict the outcome, and it was the same for them. Whether they lived or died was unknown.
This was a huge gamble. They were gambling with their lives. With their current status, would they be willing to lose their lives here?
Obviously, they were not willing to take such a risk. They had wanted to provoke Ye Futian into making a move, but no one expected that not only did Ye Futian not comply, but he also made it clear that if they did not give up, he would not do something. For example, he would choose to give up himself and let the cultivators of the other side perish together.
Many pairs of eyes were staring at Ye Futian. After a while, Hua Junlai's eyes were cold. After glancing at Ye Futian, he looked at the Lost Clan and said, "In that case, are the cultivators of the Lost Clan willing to stop here?"
Hua Junlai's words caused the suffocating coercion in this space to suddenly relax. Since he had asked this question, it was obvious that he intended to give up. He did not want to gamble with his life. With their status, there was no need for them to risk their lives against the cultivators of the Lost Clan.
The cultivators of the Lost Clan were willing to sacrifice their lives to protect the grotto-heaven of the Lost Clan, but they were not willing to risk their lives for this, not even for the slightest danger. Moreover, that aura had already made them feel threatened.
"Sure." Outside, the old man of the Lost Clan said. If it were not for the fact that they had no other choice, why would he order the nine cultivators of the Lost Clan to fight to the death at the same time?
Once this attack was unleashed, there would be no way out. The nine cultivators of the Lost Clan would perish, and the other side would also pay a terrible price. This was a situation that forced them to act. If they were not ruthless, there would be other battles to come.
As his voice fell, suddenly, the divine light began to flow backward and gradually converged. Suddenly, the figures of the nine cultivators of the Lost Clan materialized again and gradually became clear. But even so, they seemed to have consumed a terrifying amount of vitality. They looked a little tired, even giving off a sense of weakness.
Both sides withdrew their attacks at the same time. This battle seemed to have come to an end.
The figures pulled apart, and both sides fell into a brief silence. Neither said anything, but the aura of the Great Path in the space could still feel the solemn and oppressive atmosphere.
"This battle can be considered a draw. Neither side has a winner," the old man of the Lost Clan said. No one responded. The entire space was still suffocating and a little frighteningly oppressive.
At this moment, Hua Junlai turned around, and his cold eyes fell on Ye Futian. His white robe fluttered in the wind, and his face was engraved with a chilling expression.
"Don't you want an explanation?"
Hua Junlai said coldly. In this battle, if Ye Futian had not deliberately done it, they might have still won. Their attacks were close to directly breaking the Battle Matrix of the Rocks, but Ye Futian could have done it, but he deliberately chose not to and even used it to threaten them.
He did not blame the cultivators of the Lost Clan. This was a game between the two sides, but in his view, Ye Futian had betrayed them.
"Perhaps Renhuang Ye will be able to enter the grotto-heaven of the Lost Clan to cultivate in the future," said another sarcastic voice. It was another cultivator of the Ancient God Clan from the Divine Prefecture. Before this, when Ye Futian had participated in the battle, they had been a little dissatisfied.
Not to mention everything that had happened afterward.
"I just don't want both sides to suffer. If this continues, it will not be beneficial for either you or the Lost Clan. It is just a friendly match. Why pay such a price?" Ye Futian looked at Hua Junlai and responded.
"Is that so? Haven't you heard of the saying that one should be loyal when asked to do so, Renhuang Ye? " Hua Junlai was obviously not satisfied with Ye Futian's answer. If Ye Futian had not been willing to make a move before, he would not have agreed. However, since he had agreed, he had to do his best.
Not only did Ye Futian not make a move, but he also used it to threaten them.
If he had chosen someone else instead of Ye Futian, would the outcome have been different? They had already broken the Battle Matrix of the Rocks.
"What do you want?" Ye Futian frowned. The might of the Great Path emanated from Hua Junlai's body and directly pressed down on Ye Futian. It seemed that he wanted to fight with Ye Futian.
It was not just Hua Junlai. The other cultivators of the Divine Prefecture were also staring at Ye Futian. Someone took a few steps forward, and a faintly discernible aura descended on Ye Futian. It seemed that they also wanted to attack him. These cultivators were obviously not satisfied!
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