Ye Futian looked at Hua Junlai and the others and said, "What I did was indeed inappropriate and thoughtless. But even if I had used all my strength, I might not have been able to break the Battle Matrix of the Rocks. The outcome is still unknown. Even if I did break it, how do I know that you and I will not be injured?"
"The cultivators of the Lost Clan risked their lives to protect the Battle Matrix of the Rocks, which is admirable. I admit that I was moved by compassion. The Heavenly Mandate Academy will give up on this operation and will not attack the Lost Clan. We will fight for the opportunity to enter the Lost Clan's grotto to cultivate and plunder the treasures that belong to the Lost Clan," Ye Futian continued in a calm voice.
He had agreed to participate in the battle but did not do his best in the end. Naturally, he was in the wrong. But because everything the Lost Clan had done was admirable, he did not want to take that step.
"Not enter the grotto to cultivate?" A cultivator of the Shen Clan said sarcastically, "After this battle, the Lost Clan will probably invite you to be a guest of honor and enter the secret zone of the Lost Clan."
Obviously, they thought that Ye Futian was trying to please the Lost Clan.
However, Ye Futian glanced at him with some disdain and said indifferently, "What realm are you at, and what realm am I at?"
The other looked at Ye Futian and frowned slightly. He was an eighth-realm Renhuang, while Ye Futian was a seventh-realm Renhuang.
"You cannot break the Battle Matrix of the Rocks, but I can challenge a seventh-realm Battle Matrix of the Rocks. Do you think that I cannot break it if I join forces with others?" Ye Futian continued. What he meant was that if he wanted to enter the grotto of the secret zone of the Lost Clan, he could rely on his own strength to break the Battle Matrix of the Rocks and enter the secret zone.
He was also telling the other that just because they could not do it, it did not mean that they could not.
At the seventh-realm level, it was not surprising that he could break the Battle Matrix of the Rocks. After all, Ye Futian's combat power was comparable to the eighth-realm top geniuses.
"That is not necessarily true …" They were a little skeptical. Although Ye Futian's combat power was strong, it would not be easy to break the Battle Matrix of the Rocks.
However, Xiao Mu from the Devil World believed that Ye Futian was able to defeat him. If Ye Futian could defeat a seventh-tier Lost Clan cultivator, it would not be difficult for him to break the Battle Matrix of the Rocks. After all, at their level, the gap between each tier was enormous.
"Emperor Ye is benevolent," said the elder of the Lost Clan. "The Lost Clan is willing to befriend Emperor Ye."
"Thank you, Senior." Ye Futian looked at the other and said, "Since the Shenyi Continent has come to the Original Realm, it is also a part of the Original Realm and the Divine Prefecture. It should exist as an independent clan here. Moreover, the Shenyi Continent has experienced countless years of suffering before it managed to walk out of the darkness alive. I hope that the elders of the Divine Prefecture can consider this."
The Shenyi Continent was now floating in the space of the Original Realm, and the Original Realm belonged to the Divine Prefecture. Ye Futian had included the Lost Clan in the Divine Prefecture. In this way, they were also an independent force in the Divine Prefecture.
However, Ye Futian's friendliness towards the Lost Clan had won the favor of the cultivators of the Lost Clan, but he had also offended several cultivators of the Ancient God Clan present. Ye Futian was very magnanimous. In this way, it seemed that their actions were somewhat despicable. Was he using them to establish a friendship with the Lost Clan?
Hua Junlai stared at Ye Futian. A mighty pressure of the Great Path enveloped Ye Futian's body. His white robe fluttered, and his aura was ethereal and terrifying. He took a step forward and said, "Emperor Ye's words are noble and unquestionable. We, on the other hand, are all vile characters. We have heard that Emperor Ye has inherited the relics of the Great Emperors and is peerless. Therefore, we deliberately invited Emperor Ye to battle. However, we have never seen Emperor Ye actually fight.
Hua Junlai wanted to attack Ye Futian.
When his voice fell, that terrifying aura roared out, and the pressure pressed down directly towards Ye Futian. A phantom of a Heavenly God appeared. It was as if Haotian the Great had been reborn. Hua Junlai stood in front of the phantom of the Great Emperor. It was as if he was a descendant of the gods, with unparalleled elegance.
"Since you want to fight, then I will oblige," Ye Futian responded. His figure shot up into the sky, like a stream of light, appearing high above the sky.
Hua Junlai's body also soared up. The two of them stood in the air, and the aura of the Great Path roared from their bodies, suppressing this corner of the sky. It was as if they were competing for control of this corner of the world.
Hua Junlai raised his arm, and suddenly, the Heavenly God's figure followed his movements, maintaining the same posture. He raised his arm and slapped it forward. Suddenly, the Great Path roared, and the sky and earth shook. A boundless giant handprint directly crushed the void and slapped towards Ye Futian.
At this moment, Ye Futian, who was separated by an endless distance, only felt as if the sky had collapsed. It turned into a boundless giant handprint and slammed towards him. There was no way to avoid it. The entire space of the Great Path was shrouded under this giant handprint. Endless destructive divine light flowed above the giant handprint. It was as if it was the will of Haotian the Great that could destroy all existence.
"Buzz!" The giant handprint that covered the sky fell directly, wiping out all existence. A violent rumbling sound came out, and Ye Futian's body emitted a terrifying roar of the Great Path. Wisps of divine light erupted from his body, and imperial glory flowed. At his current level, although the will of the Great Emperor still had a powerful additional effect on his strength, it was no longer as obvious as before. After all, his own level was close to the peak of Renhuang.
Ye Futian raised his hand and pointed, and in an instant, a terrifying roar came out. Starry divine swords pierced through the sky and slammed into the giant handprint that was slashing down.
Bang, bang, bang … A series of terrifying vibrations came out, and every divine sword made a shocking collision when it blasted out. When the divine swords fell together, cracks suddenly appeared on the giant handprint. Then, together with the starry divine swords, they collapsed and shattered, turning into dust of the Great Path.
In the distance, Hua Junlai's body floated in the sky, standing above Ye Futian. Naturally, he did not think that he could take down Ye Futian in one blow. After all, Ye Futian was also a tyrannical existence.
He looked down at the figure in the sky below, and a mighty heavenly might erupted from his body. The shadow of the Great Emperor behind him seemed to be the real Haotian the Great who had descended into the world. He was originally a descendant of Haotian the Great and had inherited the will of the Great Emperor.
In the land of the Lost Clan below, many cultivators looked up at the battle high up in the sky. Their hearts were slightly shaken. Before this, Hua Junlai had been trapped in the Battle Matrix of the Rocks and had been unable to fight wantonly. He had been greatly restricted, and he must have felt very aggrieved.
At this moment, in his battle with Ye Futian, he could finally unleash his full combat power. This powerful existence of the Ancient God Clan or the young king of the Original Realm, who was stronger and who was weaker?
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