Everything that was happening in front of them seemed like a dream. The Mighty God Heavenly King wanted to use the power of the Gods to defeat Ye Futian. The battle seemed to have lost its suspense, and the Mighty God Heavenly King, who was already a demigod, was about to crush Ye Futian.
However, the result was that the Mighty God Heavenly King was defeated by Ye Futian. The power of the Gods that he wanted to borrow was taken away by Ye Futian.
At this moment, Ye Futian stood on the sky stairwell, bathed in the divine light of the Gods. He shone brilliantly.
The Mighty God Heavenly King spat up blood. His face was pale, but the impact on his heart was even more intense. This battle was a great blow to him. It was not as simple as losing. He had already communicated with the will of the ancient Gods in the statue, and the will of the Gods was compatible with the power he cultivated.
But why did it end like this?
He did not understand. How did he lose? How did he lose?
How did Ye Futian take away the power of the Gods from the statue?
He was not the only one who did not understand. All the cultivators present did not understand. They all looked at Ye Futian in shock. How did he do it?
Boom! Terrifying pressure descended upon Ye Futian. Above his head, the Black and White Boundless Skylords released powerful pressure. It wasn't just the two Great Skylords. At the top of the sky stairwell, Ji Wudao also looked down at Ye Futian with a sharp gaze.
"How did you do it?" Ji Wudao asked loudly. His voice shook the void like the voice of the Celestial Emperor, echoing throughout the boundless land. The entire small world trembled because of his voice, which contained true supreme power.
That was the Celestial Emperor, Ji Wudao, who controlled the power of the Celestial Emperor of the ancient Celestial Court.
Even Ye Futian, who had borrowed the power of the Ancient Gods from the statue, felt a powerful pressure at this moment. He looked up at the figure in the sky. Ji Wudao was not someone the Mighty God Heavenly King could compare to. The power of the Celestial Emperor was unfathomable.
Moreover, Ji Wudao's ability to borrow this power was far better than the Mighty God Heavenly King.
"If you can do it, why can't I?" Ye Futian looked up in Ji Wudao's direction and replied.
Ji Wudao stared at Ye Futian. It was obvious that such an answer did not convince him. The Celestial Court and the Celestial Beings of ancient times were compatible. The current Celestial Court was the inheritor of the Ancient Celestial Beings, the leader of the Eight Tribes under the Heavenly Path, and the inheritor of the Heavenly Path.
They were supposed to stand on the clouds and stand at the peak of the world. Everything he did was to take back the glory that belonged to the Heavenly Court. He wanted the Heavenly Court to once again stand at the peak of the world, overlooking all living beings and controlling the order of the world.
Whether it was Donghuang Diyuan, Di Hao, or Ye Futian, they all had to make way.
No one could stop him. He would definitely accomplish what she had failed to accomplish. This was his mission.
He firmly believed that he could do it.
He looked at the white-haired figure below. Although he had seen Ye Futian a few times, it seemed that he had never given Ye Futian enough attention. This proud son of heaven from the Original Realm in front of him was already able to affect their Celestial Court.
Vroom!
At this moment, at the end of the Sky Stairwell, a beam of divine light lit up. Suddenly, an unparalleled divine light enveloped the boundless space. Above the sky, the divine light continued to spread, covering the sky and the sun. In an instant, the entire world of the ancient Celestial Court was shrouded in it. The cultivators in other places in the distance also looked up at the sky at this moment, feeling the supreme might of heaven.
It was as if there was a god there.
The shadow of the ancient Celestial Emperor appeared, and it was extremely dazzling. When the divine light shone down, a shocking scene appeared in the sky. It was as if the scene of the past had been replayed. There was a picture hanging high up in the sky. In the picture, the sky was falling and the earth was cracking. Countless beams of divine light shone down, as if it was a scene of a battle between gods.
In the ancient Celestial Court, the Celestial Emperor summoned all the gods to return. They gathered on the Sky Stairwell of the ancient Celestial Court, and a terrifying and direct path to the gods was opened, heading towards all parts of the world. The Celestial Emperor pointed his sword, and the gods obeyed his command. After leaving behind statues, they stepped onto the path to the gods and went to war.
This picture was not very clear, as if it was only a manifestation of will. When this picture appeared, divine light shone down, and suddenly, all the statues on the Sky Stairwell lit up. All the statues seemed to have been revived and turned into ancient gods.
The dazzling Sky Stairwell, the return of the ancient gods. Even the statue that Ye Futian was communicating with also lit up with a terrifying divine light, faintly breaking free from Ye Futian's control and submitting to the will of the Celestial Emperor.
"So powerful!"
Everyone looked up at the silhouette of Ji Wudao. All of this was driven by him.
At this moment, Ji Wudao seemed to be a descendant of the Celestial Emperor.
He was originally the heir of the Heaven Realm. If the current Heaven Realm and the ancient Celestial Emperor were of the same lineage, then Ji Wudao was indeed the heir of the ancient Celestial Court.
Ji Wudao lowered his head and looked at Ye Futian. The Celestial Emperor Sword in his hand released a beam of divine light, and the might of the gods burst at the same time, intending to kill Ye Futian on the spot.
"Bang."
An extremely violent power burst from Ye Futian, breaking free from the might. At the same time, he used the Divine Feet and disappeared from where he was, reappearing in another place. The place where he was just standing was pierced by the divine light.
If it had hit Ye Futian, he would have died without a doubt.
"So powerful." Everyone looked at Ji Wudao, feeling that he was invincible at this moment. Did he completely inherit the will of the Celestial Emperor?
Divine light covered the boundless space, and the shadow of the Celestial Emperor appeared in the sky, looking down at everyone in this part of the world.
Could all the cultivators really defeat Ji Wudao?
In this part of the world, Ji Wudao was probably invincible. Who could compete with him?
At that moment, a terrifying aura permeated the air from afar. The divine light in the sky seemed to have retreated. This scene caused many people to look in that direction. After that, they saw demonic clouds roaring and churning madly as they headed in their direction.
The roaring and rolling demonic clouds seemed to have the most powerful demonic might, like the will of a demon god, and it was extremely terrifying.
Did the cultivators of the Demon Imperial Palace communicate with the will of the Demon Lord? Many people wondered. Before this, the cultivators of the Demon Imperial Palace were comprehending the will of the Demon Lord in the Garuda tribe, and the cultivators from all sides vaguely knew that the top figures of the Demon Imperial Palace had been in seclusion for many years.
But now, the demonic might was roaring and rushing in their direction. What did it mean for the cultivators of the Demon Imperial Palace to come out of seclusion?
High up in the sky, the terrifying demonic cloud roared as it arrived, transforming into a gigantic shadow. It was as though a demon god had personally arrived. Below the demonic shadow, a group of cultivators appeared. They were the cultivators of the Devil Imperial Palace. They stood high up in the sky, unafraid of the divine might as they stared ahead.
In the battle of the gods, the Demon Lord was one of the strongest forces that attacked the Heavenly Path. It was hard to imagine how strong the Demon Lord was today. Since he dared to go against the Heavenly Path, kill the king of the Garuda tribe, and destroy the Garuda God, his strength must be above all the cultivators of the Garuda tribe. Perhaps, he was not inferior to the Celestial Emperor.
Besides the Demon Lord, who else was the strongest combat force in the past?
Some of them were not in this relic, but lost in the world and completely lost their lives. For example, Shenjia the Great Emperor. Back then, he wanted to fight against the Heavenly Path, declaring that there was no Path in the world and that he wanted to fight against the heavens.
The current world of cultivation was probably unable to imagine just how terrifying the Battle of the Gods of the past was.
"Yu Sheng!" Among the tumbling demonic clouds, Ye Futian looked at one of them. Yu Sheng was standing among them. His entire temperament had changed dramatically. His body was pitch-black, and the demonic aura surrounding him seemed to have turned into a demonic armor. His pitch-black eyes were intimidating and extremely domineering.
"Yu Sheng, did he inherit the will of the Demon Lord?" Ye Futian thought to himself. The Demon Imperial Palace was full of cultivators. Other than Yu Sheng, there was also the first Demon Lord, Yangui. Many top demonic cultivators had cultivated there. Now that they had come out of seclusion, it was natural that someone had succeeded in inheriting the will of the Demon Lord and received his inheritance.
All the cultivators also looked at the cultivators from the Demon Imperial Palace. This relic of the ancient Heavenly Court was now a gathering place, and cultivators from all sides had gathered here!
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