"Ye Futian, I can give you a way out. Do you choose?" The Vajra Region Lord said. His voice contained a strong penetrating power, and all the cultivators of Ye Imperial Palace felt a stabbing pain in their eardrums.
The former Great Emperor and the Vajra Region Lord had merged into one and restored their divine power. Although they still could not return to their peak, they had reached the peak of power below the Imperial Realm. Even their voices contained divine power.
The people of Ye Imperial Palace could feel it. They were in despair and looked up at Ye Futian in the void.
Perhaps today, they were facing the most dangerous situation in their history. Could they still reverse the situation this time?
"A way out?" Ye Futian looked at the other. He clearly understood that in this situation, there was only one way to ease the situation. Everyone below the Great Emperor was an ant. He had to crawl at the feet of the other, accept his control, and hand over everything. This was what the other wanted.
In fact, after the storm that year, there was no room for manoeuvre, and one side would eventually perish.
However, it seemed that he was a step too slow. The other side had reached another level before him, although it might have been because of the Renzu.
But the process was not important. What was important was the ending.
As the Vajra Region Lord spoke, a huge and boundless divine matrix appeared above the sky. In this divine matrix, there was endless Sword Will, like the power of divine punishment.
Ye Futian glanced at it. It was another Great Emperor of the Ancient God Clan who had been reborn and was ready to take action.
His will moved, and a terrible spatial storm appeared between heaven and earth. The rules of heaven and earth surged, and suddenly, in the vast space, countless devouring spaces appeared. Behind him, there was a huge devouring roulette that was like a black hole that could swallow everything in the world.
Outside the black hole storm, there were extremely powerful spatial rules of the Great Path surging. Above the sky, there seemed to be the will of the Great Emperor awakening. It was the will of the Great Emperor in this world. This was the place where the Mahoraga tribe, one of the Eight Tribes, once lived.
Ye Futian's eyes changed. His body merged into the world and disappeared into the black hole.
The black hole storm swallowed everything in the world, including the power of the Great Path. Many of the Sword Will that appeared were sucked into the black hole and disappeared.
"Interesting." The Vajra Region Lord looked up at the void. His golden eyes, which contained divine power, were extremely sharp. He said, "The will of the Eight Tribes of Ancient Times, Maha Ragga. Unfortunately, it does not truly exist."
As the sound of his voice faded, a terrifying will shot up into the sky, causing the terrifying devouring storm in the sky to tremble violently. The other resurrected Great Emperors also released their will. The entire Imperial Ye Palace was enveloped by the will of several Great Emperors, causing everyone to feel a suffocating pressure.
Every will was at the level of a Great Emperor. Although these Great Emperors had not returned to their peak, they had recovered and were the true Great Emperor will. Just like what the other party had said, if the King of Mahoraga was resurrected, he would naturally be able to suppress their will. But now, Mahoraga no longer existed and they had truly returned.
Boom! The huge ancient god of the Vajra Region raised his hand and pointed to the sky. In an instant, the divine power of the Vajra Region turned into sharp blades that pierced through the void. These sharp blades did not fly out of the ancient god's hand. Instead, they pierced through the void and pierced into the black hole storm that swallowed everything.
Sharp blades emerged from the ancient god's hand and pierced through the spatial storm. The black hole storm descended and swallowed one end, but the other end was still held in the ancient god's hand. Divine power erupted and surged into the black hole storm in a frenzy, intending to crush the black hole storm.
The black hole storm tumbled and roared violently as if it was on the verge of collapse. At the same time, countless divine swords turned into the power of divine punishment and attacked the black hole storm. These existences at the level of the Ancient Emperors wanted to crush the black hole storm with force.
Bang, bang, bang … Loud noises were heard, shaking the heavens and the earth. The storms that appeared in the sky above Imperial Ye Palace collapsed at the same time and were crushed and destroyed.
Billions of divine swords shot out at the same time, heading straight for Ye Futian.
In the sky above, a powerful Sword Will suddenly appeared. At the same time, four figures appeared. They were Taishang Sword Lord, Ye Wuchen, Yaya, and the Swordmaster of Lihen. Of course, Taishang Sword Lord was the leader, and Ye Wuchen and the other two swordsmen assisted him. They unleashed the will of the Sword Emperor that they had comprehended all those years ago, powering the imperial weapons and divine swords. Taishang Sword Lord was the leader of the sword matrix, causing a huge divine sword matrix to appear above the storm.
The two Sword Wills collided in a frenzy, collapsing and destroying the void, turning the sky and earth upside down.
"Hmph." A cold snort was heard. A Haotian Great Handprint seemed to have appeared in the sky, passing through the shattered Sword Will and blasting at Taishang Sword Lord and the others in the sky.
They powered a huge sword to collide with it, but the moment Haotian's divine power erupted, it crushed everything. The handprint turned into a corner of the sky, seeming to represent the will of Haotian. It was incomparable.
Boom! With a loud rumble, the imperial weapons and divine swords fell, shaking the Haotian Great Handprint. However, the imperial weapons and divine swords were still sent flying. Taishang Sword Lord and the other three cultivators were sent flying at the same time. They grunted and blood flowed from their mouths. They had not been directly hit, but the divine power contained in Haotian's will had injured them.
"Ants trying to shake a tree," the clan leader of the Haotian Clan said. He had once been Haotian the Great, so one could imagine how powerful he had been in the past. Using Haotian as his name represented the will of Haotian. The divine power that he had forged was also known as Haotian Divine Power.
Now, even though he had not completely returned, his will and divine power could be unleashed at the same time. It was not something that these people could withstand with just a ritual implement and imperial weapons.
Just one person was enough to wipe out everything and carry out a massacre in Ye Imperial Palace.
Moreover, they were all here.
Ye Futian glanced at Taishang Sword Lord and the others and faintly felt a little hopeless. Naturally, he also felt that these people were already returning. Although they had not returned and directly became emperors, they were already half-step Great Emperors. Moreover, these half-step Great Emperors were different from other Demigods.
Even if other Demigods had profound and powerful cultivation, they had not touched the ultimate power. However, these people had touched it, and they were once true Great Emperors.
"Ye Futian, it is still your honor to die here today," the Haotian Clan Lord said in a clear voice, his voice shaking the void.
Ye Futian's death was still his honor, because he had died in their hands. Several Great Emperors had joined forces today to kill Ye Futian.
"As the descendant of the Great Emperors and the heir of several Great Emperors, since you refuse to surrender, then I will grant you a glorious death today. You can rest in peace," the Vajra Region Lord said, his tone cold and arrogant.
Granting Ye Futian death was Ye Futian's honor.
Because they were Great Emperors, it was an honor to die in their hands. Moreover, they had all descended at the same time to kill Ye Futian.
There was no one else in the Divine Prefecture who could do this.
Killing him was his honor. How arrogant was this? How ironic. But these people were former Great Emperors. At this moment, the cultivators of Ye Imperial Palace could only feel a suffocating pressure.
This oppressive atmosphere shrouded everyone. Today, it was not just Ye Futian alone. These Great Emperors regarded human lives as worthless. Those below the Great Emperor were like ants. As long as Ye Futian was defeated, everyone would die here. They would not let a single one of them go.
Ye Imperial Palace was a whole entity.
At this moment, Ye Futian's body rose high into the sky. The aura in his body surged wildly, flowing toward the outside world. In his Life Palace, the turquoise divine light blended with the will of heaven and earth. His own will was also integrated into this world.
Although his own strength had improved greatly in these years of cultivation and was no longer comparable to the past, even so, this time he was not facing the former ruler of the Ancient God Clan, but in a sense, the returning Great Emperors.
Moreover, there was more than one.
In such a situation, only with the help of the will of the Great Emperors of ancient times and the will of Mahoraga contained in the relic, there might be a glimmer of hope.
As if sensing something, the group of cultivators looked up into the sky. There was a look of mockery in their eyes. Ye Futian still refused to give up and wanted to turn the situation around. What a fool's dream.
"People always have wishful thinking. Even when they are in a hopeless situation, they still have illusions in their hearts. This is but a last-ditch struggle. But what's the point of the struggle of ants?" The Haotian Clan leader said loudly. His voice was indifferent, with a sense of transcendence. In his eyes, Ye Futian did not exist at all. He was no longer the former ruler of the Haotian Clan.
When the cultivators of Ye Imperial Palace heard this voice, not only did they not feel that the other party was arrogant, but on the contrary, the voice was solemn and solemn. It was as if it was telling the truth. This was the voice of the Great Emperor. The voice was accompanied by heavenly might. All living beings were ants, and they were the rulers of this world.
What was the point of the struggle of ants?
Perhaps it was because after returning, Ye Futian was the first person they wanted to kill, or rather, the first "opponent," that they seemed to be talking a little more.
Although they did not truly regard Ye Futian as an opponent, they still gave him a sliver of "respect." In their eyes, they had come to kill Ye Futian personally, and several of them had come together. This in itself was a form of respect, and it was Ye Futian's honor. He was willing to die with that honor.
"Be destroyed!" A calm voice was heard. That indifferent tone seemed to be announcing the end, the end that had already been decided.
Above the sky, Haotian's might shrouded the world. Above his body, a face appeared, seeming to represent Haotian.
This face then turned into a huge figure, like a god. He raised his hand and blasted down. Suddenly, countless Haotian Giant Palm Prints blasted down. The sky and the earth split. Everything was about to collapse and be destroyed. These palm prints covered the entire Ye Imperial Palace.
Everything was going to be destroyed!
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