If the seal was lifted, Ye Futian could leave at any time. The six Ancient God Clans could not keep him.
If the seal was not lifted, the cultivators who had responded to the slaughter order to destroy Ziwei and kill Ye Futian would face the threat of death.
Ye Futian seemed to have thrown the six Ancient God Clans an extremely difficult problem.
How could they choose?
None of the six cultivators retracted their domains or lifted the power of the seal on Haotian City.
None of them wanted to let Ye Futian go.
The core figures of the six Ancient God Clans were behind them, so they would not be in danger. The ones who were really in danger were the cultivators of the Divine Prefecture and those who were not so important. How could their lives be more important than Ye Futian's?
It was just that there were too many people gathered in Haotian City today, and they were all summoned by them, so the impact was too great. Otherwise, if it was only a group of people, regardless of the impact, sacrificing these people in exchange for killing Ye Futian, they would not hesitate at all!
Seeing that the six Ancient God Clans were indifferent, a mocking smile appeared in Ye Futian's eyes. They were full of benevolence and morality, but they said he would kill the innocent. How ridiculous. As soon as they tried, their true colors were revealed.
Ye Futian stretched out his palm, and a silver spear appeared in his hand. It was the Secondary Divine Weapon that he had obtained in the Thirteenth Floor of Tianyan City. He raised his arm and pointed the spear in the direction of Haotian. His voice was cold and sharp. "The Haotian Clan summoned the cultivators of the Divine Prefecture, and the people of the Divine Prefecture responded. Is this how the Haotian Clan treats them?"
If the seal was not lifted, it meant that the lives of those who responded were ignored.
"If you don't lift the seal, I will start!" Ye Futian's spear pointed, and the terrible light of destruction swallowed and spat out. It was as if he could start killing at any time.
With Ye Futian's strength, how many people in this vast and ancient city could withstand a single attack from his spear?
At the very least, they had to pass the Divine Tribulation of the Great Path to be able to withstand Ye Futian's spear. No one below the Tribulation Realm could withstand a spear; they would die without a doubt.
Even those who had passed the first Divine Tribulation of the Great Path were in danger.
One had to know that even the heir of Tianyan City, the unparalleled Wang Xiao, could not withstand Ye Futian's attack with all his might!
Ye Futian sneered when he saw that the other party still did not move. His silhouette disappeared and reappeared in the sky below. The crowd only saw a flash of light. The long spear swept across the space and stabbed forward. In an instant, all the cultivators in that space were pierced by the Spear Will. Then, their bodies shattered and they died on the spot.
It was the same cultivator who had responded earlier.
Ye Futian returned to the air after killing them all. He stood where he was and pointed his spear at the six major figureheads in front of him. "Should I lift the seal?"
The six magnates still did not make a move. They seemed to be communicating through voice transmissions, discussing how to deal with the situation.
However, they could not find a way to break the seal. If they could not lift the seal, they would no longer have a chance to kill Ye Futian. However, if they did not lift the seal, the situation in Haotian City would not be resolved. They could only watch Ye Futian kill without being able to save anyone.
Ye Futian's silhouette disappeared again and appeared in another direction. Again, he struck with his spear, and a group of people fell. It was as if it was really as he said. He remembered all the cultivators in Haotian City who had just threatened to destroy Ziwei and kill Ye Futian.
The scene had been engraved in his mind.
The entire Haotian City was silent. Ye Futian seemed to be carrying out his words.
Stop the killing by killing!
Today, in Haotian City, the six major Ancient God Clans issued a massacre order. Ye Futian came alone with his spear and began a massacre. Anyone who responded would be killed!
"Seniors, please lift the seal and let us leave," at this time, in Haotian City, someone said in a clear voice, making a request to the cultivators of the six major Ancient God Clans.
"Seniors, please lift the seal."
After someone spoke, people responded one after another. Soon, in Haotian City, countless cultivators asked the six major Ancient God Clans to lift the seal.
These people who spoke were naturally the cultivators who had responded to the massacre order.
At this time, they regretted it.
They never dreamed that Ye Futian would dare to come alone at this time, and kill them in front of the six major Ancient God Clans. No one could stop him.
Now, their lives were all threatened. If they had known that they would encounter such a situation, they would not have responded. It would have been suicide.
"In order to escape, you did not hesitate to kill innocent people and use the lives of the cultivators of the Divine Prefecture to threaten us?" The clan lord of the Haotian Clan said coldly as he stared at Ye Futian. It seemed that he still did not want to lift the seal and let them go.
In fact, among the six major Ancient God Clans, the Haotian Clan was under the greatest pressure. After all, this was his territory, and the cultivators of the Divine Prefecture were all invited by him.
In addition, Haotian City was under the rule of the Haotian Clan. Countless industries belonged to them, and many powerful cultivators were also vassal forces of the Haotian Clan.
Therefore, the Haotian Clan bore the most burden.
In their telepathic communication just now, the five major Ancient God Clans unanimously opposed to lifting the seal. Even if he wanted to lift the seal, it would be useless. As long as the other five major Ancient God Clans did not lift the seal, the result would be the same.
He could only distort the truth. He knew how ridiculous his words were. But his voice sounded extremely solemn and serious.
It seemed that everything was to be blamed on Ye Futian. Even if they did not lift the seal and let them go, causing the cultivators to be killed, everything was Ye Futian's responsibility. It had nothing to do with him.
Now, he could only hold on.
The City Lord of Tianyan City sneered in his heart. Of course, he would not agree to lift the seal. He only wanted Ye Futian to die. As for the life and death of the cultivators in Haotian City, what did it have to do with him?
It was not his Tianyan City who invited them. It was the Haotian Clan!
It was also the Haotian Clan who proposed to issue the massacre order. This was also the reason why the City Lord of Tianyan City did not take the initiative but waited patiently.
Ye Futian listened to the ridiculous words and did not respond. His figure disappeared again. This time, in different places in Haotian City, terrible killing spear auras appeared one after another. They were even very far away.
People died one after another. No one could withstand a single spear. Wherever it passed, those cultivators were killed on the spot and died in Haotian City.
As the number of deaths increased, the six major Ancient God Clans could do nothing. Fear began to spread in Haotian City. Those who responded before could clearly feel that death was so close to them. None of them knew.
Would it be their turn to be the next?
Ye Futian stood in the void. At this time, he was like a white-clothed killing god. He held the silver spear in his hand, and blood dripped down. At this time, directly below Ye Futian, someone was trembling uncontrollably. Their eyes were full of fear.
Just now, they also responded.
Ye Futian appeared above their heads at this moment. Did it mean that they would be next?
As long as Ye Futian attacked, they would die without a doubt.
"We are just here to join in the fun. We have no intention of responding to the massacre order. Please forgive us, Renhuang Ye!" Some people bowed their heads and bowed to Ye Futian in the void, asking for a chance of survival.
They were afraid.
"Buzz!" Ye Futian's figure disappeared in an instant and then appeared again. Many people looked down and found that the person who had just spoken and begged for mercy had been killed.
Killed on the spot!
Ye Futian did not give them a chance to live at all.
If apologizing and admitting mistakes worked, then everyone could do whatever they wanted.
If there were benefits, they would destroy Ziwei and kill Ye Futian. When threatened, they had no intention of responding?
Today, he wanted to kill the cultivators of the Divine Prefecture.
"Seniors, are you really just going to watch?" Some people's eyes were bleeding. They looked angrily at the cultivators of the six major Ancient God Clans. They just watched Ye Futian kill and did not even help.
Watching those people fall one by one, the six major Ancient God Clans were still helpless. They could only watch all this happen.
More and more voices were heard. They were all afraid of death and wanted the six major Ancient God Clans to release the seal.
"The massacre order has been issued and is in effect. Today, Ye Futian is here. Anyone who kills others will have the previous conditions immediately take effect. The same goes for those who kill cultivators of the Ziwei Segmentum," the clan leader of the Haotian Clan said coldly.
The Haotian Clan Leader said coldly, emphasizing once again that the order to massacre had been officially issued.
No matter what happened today, it would not affect the massacre order. Of course, this was on the premise that Ye Futian could leave alive.
This time, they could not let Ye Futian leave alive. As long as Ye Futian died, everything would be over.
"This is the high and mighty Ancient God Clan of the Divine Prefecture," Ye Futian said loudly. His voice reverberated through the air. With a single thought, thousands of arms appeared behind him, and every single one of them was imbued with terrifying Sword Will.
A destructive and murderous aura enveloped the entire ancient city!
"What is he going to do?" All the cultivators looked at Ye Futian and were shocked. Those who had responded were especially trembling. Was Ye Futian going to go on a killing spree?
PS: Sorry, I'm still out of town. I'm so tired!
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