Above the sky, the rhythmic storm enveloped the boundless space. Above the void where they were, there was a will that imprisoned all the laws in the world, as well as a will of extreme sadness.
The sound of the guqin reached the Demon Imperial Palace. Even the cultivators of the Demon Imperial Palace felt an indescribable sadness.
The Divine Requiem was a divine song that affected people's emotions. It could make people fall into extreme sadness and be unable to extricate themselves. It was not a direct attack. It was truly invisible, and there was no way to directly resist it. One could only rely on a strong will to not be affected by the sound of the guqin.
However, at this moment, the storm of the Ukiyo Song invaded, wanting to forcibly interrupt Ye Futian's playing of the guqin. There was even a fiery red attack hidden within it. The sound storm turned into the shadow of a divine phoenix, pouncing towards Ye Futian.
Ye Futian's figure disappeared from where he was and appeared in another direction. However, the sound of the guqin continued without being interrupted.
"It's affected?" Ye Futian saw that Donghuang Diyuan seemed to move. This had never happened before. With a shift of his will, many of Ye Futian's figures appeared in the surrounding space, playing at the same time in different directions.
For a time, the sound of the guqin resounded in every corner of the world. The artistic conception of the Divine Requiem grew stronger and stronger.
Donghuang Diyuan's attack suddenly became violent. Rhythmic attacks swept out towards the surrounding space. At the same time, the storm even destroyed the musical notes that descended on the area around her.
Vroom!
A figure appeared not far in front of Donghuang Diyuan. It was Ye Futian's real body. The sound of the guqin no longer seemed to need his real body to play. He only needed his incarnation to continue. He stepped forward. There was a terrifying Sword Will of the Countercurrent Great Path on his body. His whole body shone brilliantly, turning into a sword.
With a step, Ye Futian stepped into the rhythmic storm in front of Donghuang Diyuan.
An extremely terrifying Sword Will erupted from his divine body. A terrifying Countercurrent of Swordsmanship formed around him, rushing towards Donghuang Diyuan.
Donghuang Diyuan naturally did not dare to ignore Ye Futian's true self. Above her body, her divine body shone brilliantly, and the shadow of a divine phoenix appeared, circling around her. The sound of the guqin continued to play, and it did not stop. A terrible storm of sorcery rushed towards Ye Futian, intending to imprison and destroy the Way on Ye Futian's divine body.
The two forces collided fiercely, and a terrifying rumble was heard. Ye Futian's body was covered in a destructive storm, but his divine body remained the same. His entire body was surrounded by a terrifying aura of swordsmanship, which formed a domain around him. He continued to walk towards Donghuang Diyuan.
The Rhythmic Storm destroyed the defenses around him and invaded his body, intending to destroy his divine body and destroy his flesh. However, Ye Futian's flesh was extraordinary. Divine light flowed on the surface of his body as if he was indestructible.
"Divine Body Invasion, Rhythm Ceaseless." All the cultivators looked up into the sky. Ye Futian had actually used his incarnation to play the Divine Requiem. His divine body had invaded and restrained Donghuang Diyuan.
However, would this work?
At this moment, Ye Futian was under extreme pressure in the Rhythmic Storm. Every step he took was extremely difficult. However, his body also carried a monstrous murderous swordsmanship. Donghuang Diyuan did not dare to relax in the slightest when facing him.
At the same time, the Artistic Conception of the Divine Requiem invaded. Donghuang Diyuan's hands became more and more anxious. It could be sensed from the Ukiyo song that she was playing.
Bang!
Ye Futian took a step forward and allowed the terrifying storm of rhythmic sorcery to sweep towards his body.
The sonorous sound of the guqin swept out, and the storm was extremely intense. Ye Futian stared at Donghuang Diyuan's figure and stopped in his tracks. Monstrous Sword Will flowed on his body. At this moment, he was already not far from Donghuang Diyuan's body. If it were not for the Rhythmic Storm blocking him, he could have reached Donghuang Diyuan with a single thought.
The strongest attack condensed, and the Sword Will flowed. Ye Futian's divine body turned into a sword body. He reversed the flow of space, causing the Great Path to flow in reverse. Even the Rhythmic Storm could not destroy him. In front of him, the huge shadow of the Divine Phoenix condensed behind Donghuang Diyuan. It was as if the ancestral phoenix had been resurrected. Its eyes were terrifying, and its body carried astonishing destructive power. The fiery red divine flames of destruction swept out together with the sound of the guqin, attacking Ye Futian.
A light screen of swordsmanship appeared around Ye Futian, blocking all attacks.
His body did not continue to move. Instead, he kept staring in front of him. The threat was always there, and he could erupt with a shocking attack at any time. However, the price he had to pay was that he had to endure the terrifying attacks at all times.
Ye Futian's eyes were fixed on Donghuang Diyuan. She was still playing with her head lowered. He could not see her eyes, but he could feel her music.
The sound of the guqin could reflect one's state of mind. Ye Futian's attainments in the art of the guqin were extraordinary. Just by listening to Donghuang Diyuan's music, he could tell Donghuang Diyuan's current state. He knew that Donghuang Diyuan was affected.
Above the firmament, time and space seemed to have stopped. Only the sound of the guqin storm remained. The two great Divine Melodies were good at different areas, but Ye Futian had incarnations. In this aspect, he seemed to have the upper hand.
Donghuang Diyuan kept her head lowered as she played. There seemed to be a strong sense of sorrow in her beautiful eyes. The Ukiyo song that she played could not help but be filled with sorrow. At this moment, a shocking aura swept over. It seemed to penetrate the rhythm, and Donghuang Diyuan sensed it.
She suddenly raised her head and looked at Ye Futian. Her beautiful eyes became extremely determined. Then, she lowered her head and continued to play the Divine Melody.
Ye Futian's figure suddenly moved forward. He pointed his finger forward, and it turned into a divine sword. It penetrated the rhythm storm and attacked Donghuang Diyuan.
The Divine Phoenix let out a long cry and pounced at Ye Futian. With terrifying music notes, it collided with Ye Futian's divine body. In an instant, a destructive storm swept out. Ye Futian floated back along with the power of the storm and stood in the void.
Then, the Divine Requiem also gradually stopped, and the many illusions returned to their original bodies.
Seeing this, Donghuang Diyuan also stopped playing. The guqin disappeared. She stood up, and her eyes fell on Ye Futian.
"You lost," Ye Futian said to Donghuang Diyuan.
"Do you think so?" Donghuang Diyuan's beautiful eyes swept over Ye Futian.
"You have already revealed a flaw before," Ye Futian continued. "Although it was only a moment, there was still a flaw."
Donghuang Diyuan frowned. She did not deny this.
"The noble princess of the Divine Prefecture was born with everything that others look up to. She is high and mighty, admired and worshipped by the world." Ye Futian looked at Donghuang Diyuan and said, "Everything is so perfect. There is no flaw at all."
"But why, under the Divine Requiem, the only daughter of Donghuang the Great, the most noble woman in the world, would feel sad?" Ye Futian stared at Donghuang Diyuan.
He did not expect that Donghuang Diyuan's flaw would be revealed under the Divine Requiem.
Ye Futian naturally understood what this meant.
"You think too highly of yourself," Donghuang Diyuan said coldly. There was no trace of emotion. She did not admit it at all.
"The Divine Requiem can awaken people's sadness. If you have never experienced sadness, you will not be affected too much. Similarly, the more sadness you have experienced, the more obvious the flaw will be under the Divine Requiem. The sadness from the depths of the soul will be awakened and magnified infinitely. With your cultivation, state of mind, and will, you must be very strong, but you were still affected by the Divine Requiem. This can only prove one thing."
Ye Futian stared at Donghuang Diyuan and said, "The cold and noble princess of the Divine Prefecture is not like what you appear to be. In the depths of your heart, there is also a strong sadness. What have you experienced?"
Just as he said, Donghuang Diyuan's willpower must be very strong. However, under the influence of the Divine Requiem, a flaw appeared. It must be because there was an extremely sad past.
With her status, why would she have such sadness?
She was born noble and high above. Her starting point was a goal that countless people could not reach, and she was looked up to by everyone.
What else was worth her sadness?
"You don't know what you are talking about." Donghuang Diyuan's eyes were cold. "How can you understand what I have experienced?"
"Is that so?" Ye Futian smiled mockingly. It seemed that everyone was the same. Donghuang Diyuan, who stood at the top, was also no different from ordinary people. Perhaps her cold arrogance was just a facade.
"All the sadness in the world is interconnected. Emotions need to be resolved. Since Princess Donghuang said that I don't understand, why don't you tell me? Maybe I can help you relieve your sadness," Ye Futian said with a smile.
"How dare you!" Donghuang Diyuan's aura was terrifying. It surged towards Ye Futian. Her eyes were extremely cold.
Ye Futian actually dared to use such frivolous words.
"How dare I?" Ye Futian smiled at Donghuang Diyuan and said, "Princess, your words are much more impudent than mine. This is the Demon Imperial Palace, not the Donghuang Imperial Palace. You better control your pride."
"My cultivation is indeed only so-so. However, as the princess of the Divine Prefecture, you have the best cultivation resources since you were born. Yet, you are still so-so!"
Judging from the previous battle, neither of them had an obvious advantage. No matter in terms of ability, they could not directly suppress each other. They were both top-notch existences, the top of their respective fields. Their combat power was astonishing.
However, before this, Donghuang Diyuan revealed a flaw. Under the Divine Requiem, her emotions were shaken, and she appeared sad.
Buzz! A blazing wind raged and swept out. Donghuang Diyuan seemed to be angered by Ye Futian.
Ye Futian's body was surrounded by divine light. He looked at Donghuang Diyuan and said, "On the real battlefield, with the Divine Feet, I will be invincible. Even if I can't do anything to you right now, the one who will be defeated in the end will definitely be you."
Donghuang Diyuan could predict his attacks with the Divine Feet. However, if he did not attack, what could Donghuang Diyuan do to him?
He could only be restrained. If the battle dragged on, who would win?
"On the battlefield, you will die," Donghuang Diyuan retorted.
"Wonderful." At this moment, a voice came from afar. The person who spoke was the Demon Emperor. He was in the Demon Divine Hall. His voice descended and continued, "The two of you have a history. Donghuang the Great and Emperor Ye Qing were the two emperors of the Divine Prefecture. Now, the two of you have met. Perhaps it is fate. There is no need for you to fight here. If you want to fight, find a quiet place and fight."
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