At the top of Ziwei Divine Hall in Ziwei Imperial Palace, there was a terrifying star pattern. It was like a grand matrix, connected to the sky above.
At this time, a figure was sitting cross-legged. He was dressed in white and had white hair. It was Ye Futian.
His eyes were closed. In his mind, a boundless spatial world appeared. A world appeared there, and in this world, there were endless cultivators. They were all busy cultivating.
In this image, there were some places that were particularly clear. A group of figures appeared there. They seemed to be not far from him, and they seemed to be rushing towards where he was. They seemed to want to get close to where he was.
At the same time, in the imperial palace, figures broke through the air and headed outside.
Gradually, many powerful auras filled the air from afar. Among them, there was no lack of giant-level figures who had survived the Divine Tribulation of the Great Path. Their auras were monstrous. As they approached this magnificent imperial palace, they stopped outside and in the sky above. Their gazes looked ahead, and their divine consciousness swept in. Many top figures did not seem to be polite at all. They did not care where they were at all.
However, after they arrived, they did not act rashly. Instead, they stayed where they were. Gradually, more and more forces arrived and approached Ziwei Imperial Palace.
Ziwei Imperial Palace was extremely vast, but what level of existence did the cultivators who came here have? When they released their divine consciousness, it could instantly envelop the boundless space. Ziwei Imperial Palace was directly enveloped in their divine consciousness. For them, there was no such thing as distance.
Many cultivators from Ziwei Imperial Palace came to the sky above. Their eyes were cold. These people were not polite at all. They descended directly into the imperial palace.
"You have come uninvited. I wonder what is the matter?" Renhuang Chen stood high in the sky and spoke indifferently. Not long ago, they had done it at the Heavenly Mandate Academy. Could it be that they were going to do it again this time?
"Nothing much. We are just taking a stroll and coming to the world created by Ziwei the Great to take a look," someone responded calmly. They stood in the distance and had no intention of entering the imperial palace. It was as if they were simply here to watch the show.
Renhuang Chen could not say anything more when he heard what the other party said. The other party did not force their way in. What could he do?
Moreover, in terms of strength, the other party had a super existence who had survived the second Divine Tribulation of the Great Path. Even if Ye Futian were to take action, he would not be able to deal with him.
In reality, they were not the only ones who had arrived. Ye Futian, who was on top of the Sacred Hall, could sense that there were several other forces far away from Ziwei Imperial Palace. They had not gotten close to Ziwei Imperial Palace. Among these forces, there were cultivators from the Dark World and the Empty Divine Realm …
This time, other worlds were also attracted. After all, this involved too much, and it was related to Emperor Ye Qing.
This was a figure who fought alongside Donghuang the Great in the past. He was one of the two emperors who unified the Divine Prefecture. If Ye Futian was really his descendant, what would that mean?
Ye Futian's surname was Ye, the same as Emperor Ye Qing. In terms of age, they seemed to match.
If so, would Donghuang the Great send someone to kill Ye Futian right here?
It wouldn't be long before they got their answer.
Cultivators from all over the world, cultivators from other worlds, and various forces of the Divine Prefecture gathered outside.
Inside Ziwei Imperial Palace, many people had also gathered. People from all sides who were related to Ye Futian had arrived. The cultivators of the Lost Clan, the Heavenly Mandate Academy, the cultivators of the former major forces of the Original Realm, and so on. They were all ready for battle.
Everyone understood that the crisis Ye Futian was facing this time might be the most dangerous one in history.
Many crises in the past had the possibility of being resolved. Even if the forces of the Divine Prefecture were oppressing him, he could still fight. But if the imperial palace wanted Ye Futian dead, he had no choice but to die!
No one could remain calm, especially those closest to Ye Futian, including Yu Sheng and Hua Jieyu.
At this moment, a powerful aura permeated from afar. The divine light of space shone, and beams of light shone down. A terrifying aura descended, and then a group of cultivators appeared directly from the beams of light, descending into the sky like a group of gods.
"They're here …" The hearts of the cultivators trembled. They had all been waiting for this moment, and it had indeed come.
Rumors were circulating in the Original Realm. How could the imperial palace not know? They must have received the news, and since they had received the news, they would certainly come.
Sure enough, they turned their eyes and saw Princess Donghuang personally descending upon Ziwei Imperial Palace. That peerless goddess-like figure was heading in the direction of Ziwei Imperial Palace.
Ye Futian, who had his eyes closed all this time, had already seen it. At this moment, he opened his eyes and looked up into the sky. He saw Princess Donghuang coming with her cultivators. The figures behind her shone with divine light like divine generals.
This scene felt so familiar to Ye Futian, as if he had seen it before.
Moreover, he had seen it more than once.
On Mount Tianyao in Qingzhou City, on Book Mountain in the Eastern Barren Territory.
The Snow Ape and his teacher had all experienced it.
Now, it was his turn.
It was still the same scene, and the person who had arrived was still Princess Donghuang. The difference was that Princess Donghuang had become even more dazzling, and her cultivation had become even more terrifying. She was no longer the young girl of the past.
Would the ending be the same this time?
Ye Futian didn't know. No one knew.
"Greetings, Your Royal Highness!" Many cultivators from the Divine Prefecture bowed and saluted. No matter what level a cultivator was at, they had to show some respect when facing the only daughter of Donghuang the Great. Even those who had survived the Divine Tribulation of the Great Path would not dare to be arrogant and rude in front of Princess Donghuang.
Princess Donghuang nodded slightly but did not say anything. Her eyes looked directly at a place above the Sacred Hall, where Ye Futian cultivated.
At this moment, Ye Futian sat there alone. There was no one else around him. He seemed so lonely.
The entire Ziwei Imperial Palace was shrouded in an oppressive aura. Everyone's divine consciousness was focused on one person: Ye Futian.
However, under the envelopment of the divine wills of the top figures, no matter who it was, they would have to bear unparalleled pressure. But at this time, Ye Futian sat there quietly, and there seemed to be a holy light about him. When he stood up, his figure was straight and steady. No matter what the outcome was, he would stand and face it.
"Greetings, Your Royal Highness," Ye Futian bowed slightly, still respectful and courteous.
"Have you heard about the rumors in the outside world, Renhuang Ye?" Princess Donghuang asked directly without any nonsense.
"I have," Ye Futian replied. He could not deny it.
"Is there a relationship between Renhuang Ye and Emperor Ye Qing?" Princess Donghuang asked, looking straight at him.
Ye Futian also looked into her eyes and replied, "Yes!"
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