After the cultivators of the Dark World left, the surrounding cultivators also dispersed.
Many people sighed in their hearts. Ziwei Imperial Palace now possessed a combat power that was no weaker than that of an emperor-level principality, at least in terms of the top level. Of course, if they were to be compared to the entire Dark World, they were still far behind. After all, there were still many giants in the Dark World, and they were also growing in the relic, just like the Ancient God Clan in the Divine Prefecture.
If the Lord of Darkness gave the order to gather all the forces of the Dark World to attack Ziwei Imperial Palace, Ziwei Imperial Palace might not be able to withstand it.
However, the cultivators of Ziwei Imperial Palace grew too quickly. If they were given more time, how far could they go?
Once Ye Futian stepped into the Imperial Emperor Plane, there would be an eighth force in the world.
However, the path of the Great Emperor was not so easy to take. Ye Futian would probably need many more years before he could do so. Countless outstanding figures had pursued this path, but how many had succeeded?
Of course, now that the world had changed, the chances of advancing to Martial Emperor had greatly increased. The world would eventually change.
Among Si Jun, Yan Guiyi, Dugu Wuxie, Di Hao, Ji Wudao, and Ye Futian, who would be the first to step onto that path? Or could it be other existences of the older generation?
Fang Cun walked to Ye Futian's side, lowered his head slightly, and said, "Master, I was wrong."
"Do you really think that you are wrong?" Ye Futian looked at Fang Cun and asked.
Fang Cun raised his head and looked at Ye Futian. When he saw Ye Futian's eyes, he understood that his master knew him too well. Naturally, he did not think that there was anything wrong with him killing Ye Futian. After all, it was the people of the Dark Court who attacked first and wanted to take away their imperial weapons. If they did not kill Ye Futian, they would be killed.
However, this incident had brought about very bad consequences. It had brought trouble to his master and Ziwei Imperial Palace, and it had offended the Dark Court.
"Many years ago, Third Senior Brother taught me that there are many principles in this world, but no matter how great a principle is, it cannot be as great as a fist. Of course, you did not do anything wrong in this matter. If there is any mistake, it is only because the power of Ziwei Imperial Palace is inferior to that of the Dark Court." Everything in the world of cultivation was still settled with strength. If it were not for the fact that they had displayed their formidable strength today, Si Jun would not have let them go at all. He would have gone on a killing spree.
"So be it. Go back and cultivate well," Ye Futian said.
"Yes, Master." Fang Cun nodded. Indeed, he had to cultivate well. Otherwise, if he caused trouble in the future, his master would have to bear the consequences.
The cultivators of Ziwei Imperial Palace also left and returned to Ye Imperial Palace. The impact of this storm was not small. Now, Ziwei Imperial Palace was no longer an ordinary force. Their confrontation with the Dark Court would naturally cause a lot of commotion. If the Great Emperor did not make a move, Ziwei Imperial Palace was a force that could influence the situation of the Seven Realms.
For the next few days, there was no movement. For the Dark Court, the betrayal of the Death God was enough to alarm the Lord of Darkness.
He was afraid that this matter would be reported to the Divine Lord of Darkness.
Time passed day by day. Ye Futian cultivated quietly. He wanted to break through the shackles of cultivation as soon as possible. He had been stuck at this step for several years, unable to break through. Of course, this was only what Ye Futian thought. In reality, many cultivators had been stuck at this level for longer than all his years of cultivation. There were even more people who could not break through this step in their entire lives. Many top figures had only broken through after the appearance of the Gods' relic.
Ye Futian was able to reach the threshold of this step so quickly not only because of his own talent, but also because of fate and luck. Back then, he had obtained the divine ruler at the Garuda God's Mansion, which helped him to take a step forward.
In Ye Imperial Palace, Ye Futian stood at the top of the sky stairwell. Old Ma was beside him, saying something.
Ye Futian looked ahead and saw a group of figures slowly coming in his direction. They were cultivators of the Dark Court. The person leading them was the Saint of Darkness, Hua Yunting.
Hua Yunting looked up at the sky stairwell. Standing at the foot of the sky stairwell, he actually felt a sense of solemnity. He lifted his foot and walked up the sky stairwell. A transcendent aura emanated from his body. It seemed that he wanted to weaken the pressure that the sky stairwell brought about.
As a top figure of the Dark World, he could not afford to show his status by coming here.
Ye Futian stood there quietly, watching Hua Yunting walk up step by step. He did not move. He just watched quietly, but there was still a formless pressure pressing down. The two of them knew each other, but after all, Hua Yunting was a cultivator of the Dark Court. Since he had come here, the pressure of Ye Imperial Palace had to be there.
Ye Imperial Palace was named after the emperor. Although he had not yet become an emperor, at the very least, anyone below the Great Emperor Plane who came here must let him feel the power of Ye Imperial Palace, no matter who it was.
Finally, Hua Yunting reached the top of the sky stairwell. He wanted to continue forward, but Old Ma said, "Stop."
Hua Yunting frowned and looked at Ye Futian.
"Saint, please," Ye Futian said, extending his hand. In an instant, the formless pressure dissipated. Hua Yunting looked at Ye Futian, then came to the top of the sky stairwell. He stood in front of Ye Futian and said, "Si Jun reported what happened that day to the monarch. Ye Qingyao was summoned back to the Dark Court by the monarch."
"You should be able to see that the Dark Court was the one who deliberately stirred up trouble. It was even possible that they were targeting Ye Qingyao. The Divine Lord of Darkness should have found out as well," said Ye Futian.
"This is meaningless. After all, the end result is that Ye Qingyao was willing to betray the Dark Court for you. She deliberately showed such an attitude. To the monarch, isn't it a threat?" said Hua Yunting.
"So?" Ye Futian looked at him and asked, "Why did you come to me?"
"The Divine Lord ordered me to invite you to the Dark Court," said the Saint of Darkness. Ye Futian had a strange look on his face. The Divine Lord of Darkness was inviting him to the Dark Court?
Old Ma, who was next to him, frowned. He looked at Ye Futian and was a little moved. Obviously, he did not think that Ye Futian could go.
"How can I be sure that this is the will of the Divine Lord, or your will?" asked Ye Futian.
Hua Yunting took out a dark jade scroll and handed it to Ye Futian. Ye Futian's will entered it and immediately saw a wisp of consciousness. The shadow of a dark god appeared, standing on the black temple and giving orders. That divine might was not something that Hua Yunting could fake.
"This is the order that the Divine Lord passed on to me," said Hua Yunting. "As for whether you go or not, it is your choice. Although you and I know each other, if the Divine Lord wanted to destroy you, he would not have to go through so much trouble. We can let bygones be bygones, but in the future, I hope that you will not choose to stand against the Dark Court."
After saying this, Hua Yunting turned and left. This time, he flew directly into the sky, and the cultivators of the Dark Court followed behind him.
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