In the depths of the Holy Land of Taichu, another terrifying aura permeated the air. An extremely cold aura covered the boundless space, causing the temperature of the Holy Land of Taichu to plummet. At the same time, there was a terrifying roar. From that direction, many Ice River Divine Swords surged, carrying with them an incomparably terrifying impact.
Obviously, the other party knew that Ye Futian was the leader of this battle, and he had led his people to the Holy Land of Taichu.
Without Ye Futian, today's battle would not have happened. Therefore, he wanted to kill Ye Futian directly.
"Buzz!" A powerful aura erupted from behind Ye Futian. Emperor Xi stepped forward, and a gigantic shadow of the Xuanwu Divine Turtle appeared in the sky. It covered the sky and blocked out the sun as it withstood the terrifying attack coming at it.
Emperor Xi moved forward and charged towards his opponent, locking onto his opponent.
Not many of them came this time, but they were all top-notch figures, at least at the peak of the Renhuang level. If their cultivation was lower, they would only be a burden and could not participate in the battle.
Terrible battles erupted in different directions. The entire Holy Land of Taichu was exploding wildly, and the roar continued to resound in everyone's minds. The destructive storm of the Great Path made them feel suffocated and desperate.
Crazy!
They never thought that someone would lead an army to the Holy Land of Taichu, but today they saw it. Not only did they come, but they were also extremely powerful.
Everyone looked up at the white-haired figure who continued to move forward. It was this person, the legendary figure of the Original Realm, Ye Futian.
Ye Futian continued to move forward, and the destructive storm of the Great Path around him seemed to have no effect on him. He led his people all the way into the Holy Land of Taichu. He glanced at the battlefield and said, "Anyone who participates in the battle, kill them."
A cold light flashed in his eyes. The forces of the Divine Prefecture had formed an alliance against the Ziwei Segmentum, and the Holy Land of Taichu had participated in it. Regardless of past grievances, if they did not destroy the Holy Land of Taichu today, these people who participated in the battle would kill the cultivators of the Ziwei Segmentum in the future.
His divine spirit covered the entire Holy Land of Taichu. Among the many cultivation sites, in addition to the Taichu Saint Emperor, who had passed the second divine tribulation, there were two other cultivators who had passed the first tribulation and fought against Murong Yu and Emperor Xi.
In the past, there was another Swordmaster of the Taichu Sparring Ground, who was killed by Ye Futian with the divine body of Shenjia the Great Emperor, causing the Holy Land of Taichu to lose a top figure.
In addition to the three cultivators who had passed the tribulation, the Holy Land of Taichu also had seven or eight peak Renhuangs with perfect Great Path. This lineup could not be said to be weak. After all, it was the holy land of preaching in the Taichu Domain.
However, this kind of lineup was still not enough in front of them.
Ye Futian himself did not make a move. He wanted to monitor the entire battlefield and ensure that there were no casualties among the cultivators on his side. Although their lineup had the advantage, they could not let their guard down.
"Form the formation."
A voice came from afar. The cultivators of the Holy Land of Taichu began to form battle formations after a moment of panic. In the Taichu Sparring Field, countless swordsmen ascended to the sky at the same time and floated high in the sky, all of them emanating terrifying Sword Will.
The Sword Will flowed, attracting the divine light of the Great Path between heaven and earth. Beams of sword aura appeared, extremely gorgeous as if they could split heaven and earth apart.
Above the sky, an illusion that looked like a Sword God appeared, and then hundreds of millions of divine swords shot out at Ye Futian and his group, like the sword aura that could destroy the world.
Hua Jieyu took a step forward, crossing the space, and floated under the sword matrix. She raised her beautiful eyes and glanced at the sword matrix. There was a dull sound between heaven and earth, and then a suffocating pressure appeared in the space. Time and space seemed to stand still, and the speed of the divine swords that were shooting down from the sky suddenly slowed down as if they were about to stop.
Bang!
Hua Jieyu took another step forward, and the divine swords in the sky stopped. At this moment, Chen Yi moved. The Divine Light of Purification bloomed, and his body turned into a beam of light, rushing toward those swordsmen.
At this time, those swordsmen felt a stabbing pain in their spiritual power, as if they were not under their control, unable to control their own swords. Their expressions changed, and they gathered their Sword Will to attack, but the beam of light was too fast.
Puff, puff, puff … The sword of light pierced through the swordsmen's throats. The next moment, in the sky above, the bodies of the many swordsmen who had formed the matrix fell from the sky at the same time, dead.
This scene fell into the eyes of the cultivators from the Holy Land of Taichu below, causing their hearts to tremble violently. All of them had died.
Ye Futian and his group continued forward. Countless cauldrons floated high in the sky, containing a terrifying power of suppression. When these cauldrons rotated, beams of divine light spilled down, and the golden divine light shattered the space. The power was terrifying.
"Kill!" Although these cultivators had seen the fate of the swordsmen before, they still did not retreat. Tens of thousands of cauldrons covered this part of the sky, and at the same time, they attacked the land below with extremely overbearing power.
This time, Ye Futian stepped forward and stepped into the sky below the destructive cauldrons, standing in the center of the destructive divine light.
Beams of divine light spilled down and struck him. The cultivators from the Holy Land of Taichu looked at him coldly, but they were shocked to find that Ye Futian, who was standing there bathed in the destructive divine light, did not move, as if he was letting the divine light cleanse his flesh.
This scene made them feel a little desperate. Was Ye Futian really a Renhuang in the Ninth Realm?
How could his flesh be so powerful?
The divine body of Shenjia the Great Emperor had been broken, and he was only relying on his pure flesh, but why was he still so terrifying?
"Kill!" Their expressions were cold. The thousands of cauldrons rotated, and countless beams of lightning divine light slashed down. At the same time, the cauldrons also pressed down, trying to kill Ye Futian.
Ye Futian's aura of the Great Path enveloped this space. He looked up, and in an instant, the countless cauldrons stopped, and the divine light dimmed.
Above the sky, this scene was extremely spectacular.
The cultivators from the Holy Land of Taichu stared at the cauldrons, wanting to activate them, but found that they could not.
They looked down at Ye Futian, who stood under the countless cauldrons, a little desperate. How could he be so strong?
Ye Futian looked at them with some pity. These people were all cultivators from the Holy Land of Taichu, and in fact, they did not do anything wrong. However, the cultivation world was cruel. If the Divine Prefecture Alliance was formed and the Holy Land of Taichu attacked the Ziwei Segmentum, these cultivators would become the ones who slaughtered Ziwei. At that time, the scene would not be like this.
Boom … At this time, the Millet Emperor descended with Wangshen Watchtower on his back, killing directly into the crowd. In an instant, all the cultivators fell from the sky, and many were killed on the spot.
Everything in front of them was like a dream. The cultivators from the Holy Land of Taichu fell one after another.
…
At this time, outside the Holy Land of Taichu, countless people came over and looked at the battlefield inside.
They saw that the Holy Land of Taichu seemed to be shrouded by the light of doomsday, and the whole holy land was filled with a suffocating power of destruction. Many people stood high in the sky and watched, seeing many cultivators from the holy land fall, and the Holy Land of Taichu was being destroyed.
This day seemed to be the end of the holy land.
Would the Holy Land of Taichu be destroyed in this battle?
No one dared to imagine that such a day would come. They had heard of Ye Futian's name before. He was the legendary number one genius in the Original Realm, a peerless genius, the heir of Emperor Ye Qing. His descendants were forced to the Ziwei Segmentum and sealed themselves there, cutting off relations with the outside world.
However, in many people's impression, he was still an extremely talented junior.
Who would have thought that one day, he would lead the cultivators of Ziwei Imperial Palace to Taichu and destroy the Holy Land of Taichu?
"The Taichu Saint Emperor should not be defeated. He will definitely save the Holy Land of Taichu," someone whispered, pinning hope on the Taichu Saint Emperor.
"Yes, the Taichu Saint Emperor will definitely destroy these invaders," another cultivator echoed.
In the Taichu Domain, the Holy Land of Taichu was also the faith of many people, just like the Heavenly Mandate Academy was to the Heavenly Mandate Realm. Now, seeing Ye Futian leading cultivators to invade, they naturally hoped that the Taichu Saint Emperor could destroy the invaders.
Just as Ye Futian thought, the battle in the world of cultivation was cruel, and there was no absolute right or wrong. If these people knew how the Holy Land of Taichu sent people to the Original Realm to deal with the Heavenly Mandate Academy, what would they think?
…
On the battlefield, Ye Futian and the others advanced all the way to the depths of the Holy Land of Taichu. The ground below was in ruins, and there were many corpses of cultivators, all of whom were at the Renhuang level. However, Ye Futian and the others did not kill indiscriminately. They only killed those who resisted and attacked them.
But even so, the ground was covered with corpses. There were too many cultivators in the Holy Land of Taichu, and there were as many as clouds in the sky. When they formed a battle matrix, hundreds of cultivators attacked at the same time.
However, such a powerful Holy Land of Taichu was penetrated by them. They killed their way forward, and no one could stop them.
Now, there were only three meaningful battlefields. The battlefields of the Tribulation Plane, especially the battlefields of the Taichu Saint Emperor and Celestial Venerable Chen, were the most important. The two of them were already fighting in the sky, so they did not affect others.
"Jieyu, Millet Emperor, go help Emperor Xi and Lord Murong," Ye Futian said. Hua Jieyu and Millet Emperor nodded and stepped out one after another. Both of them were at the level of the Tribulation Plane. Four against two, they naturally had an absolute advantage.
As for Ye Futian himself, he continued forward. He looked at the ultimate battlefield in front of him, where the Taichu Saint Emperor and Celestial Venerable Chen were. What he wanted to do was help Celestial Venerable Chen stop the Taichu Saint Emperor from leaving alive.
Among the crowd in front of him were some of Ye Futian's "old friends." They were the Renhuang cultivators who had come to the Heavenly Mandate Realm on behalf of the Holy Land of Taichu and wanted to take the Heavenly Mandate Realm for themselves. At this moment, when they saw Ye Futian, they felt like they were in a dream.
Back then, they did not care how they looked at Ye Futian. They wanted to control him and thus control the Heavenly Mandate Academy. They thought that Ye Futian did not know what was good for him.
However, in just a few short years, Ye Futian had actually brought people to the Divine Prefecture and the Holy Land of Taichu. All of this was so unreal.
Ye Futian seemed to notice the gazes of some people. He glanced at them, and then his finger fell across the air. The Infinite Sword Will slaughtered through the air. There were continuous sounds, and people died one after another!
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