Inside and outside the palace, countless people gathered but now it was silent.
Today, in the sky above the Nandou Nation palace, Crown Prince Luo Junlin and Ye Futian fought and died.
At this moment, many people remembered when Luo Junlin had been taken in as a disciple of the Royal Xuan Temple. How glorious it was and all the emperors had come.
Today, the legendary crown prince of the Nandou Nation had become someone else. The young man who walked out of Donghai City and was forced to leave his hometown by Emperor Luo and Luo Junlin.
After he returned, all the nobles listened to him and called him the Son. With his seniors standing there, no one dared to touch the top forces of the Eastern Barren Territory.
As a Dharma Plane cultivator, he had crossed four planes and killed Luo Junlin.
If Luo Junlin could be called a legend, what about Ye Futian?
The Nandou Nation is completely over. Everyone had the same thought. The Nandou Nation was bound to change. Emperor Luo was disabled and Luo Junlin was killed. The fate of the Luo Clan would be completely changed.
The people of the Nandou Nation looked at Ye Futian. This was a miraculous youth from Donghai City of the Nandou Nation. Two years ago, he had disobeyed the imperial edict and was writing his own fate. From now on, he would be a legend of the Nandou Nation. Not only that, with his talent, there would probably be a stage for him in the vast Eastern Barren Territory.
The insufferably arrogant young man who was like an emperor during the battle seemed to be born extraordinary.
Emperor Luo's body trembled. His hopeless eyes gradually became hollow. His son, Luo Junlin, had been a genius since he was young. He had twin spirits. In fact, it was true. How many people in the Hundred Lands could compare to him in that battle?
However, fate was so cruel. His son Luo Junlin was so talented. Why did someone like Ye Futian exist? How did Donghai City give birth to someone like him?
He hated it.
If he could start all over again, he would go to Donghai personally and kill Ye Futian.
But now, regret was useless. Hatred was powerless.
At this moment, he thought of many things in the past. He had once plotted and killed Emperor Nandou in the Ancient Barren World. He stole his fate and finally entered the Noble Plane. He replaced the emperor and changed his fate.
He couldn't accept his fate and changed his fate with his own strength. In the end, it was all for nothing.
Looking at that peerless young man standing proudly in the air, he seemed so petty at this moment. The Son of Heaven was like an ant.
There was a tear in the corner of Emperor Luo's eye. It wasn't that he wasn't strong enough. He was just lamenting the unfairness of the Heavenly Dao and how fate played tricks on people. He had sacrificed so much to get to where he was today. Now, his most talented son was killed and he was crippled. He would die without a doubt.
He Yulu from the Royal Xuan Temple clenched his fists tightly.
He did not care about Luo Junlin's death. Although his daughter Xirou had begged him before she died, he had also given Luo Junlin a chance. In this battle, as long as he could kill Ye Futian, he would do his best to protect him. However, he had failed and failed to kill Ye Futian.
Compared to Luo Junlin's death, he cared more about the fact that Ye Futian was still standing there. Not only was he alive, but he had also displayed shocking combat ability and was the center of attention.
Luo Junlin was his disciple. He naturally knew what level his disciple was at. Although Luo Junlin was not as strong as those top geniuses, he did not know if there was anyone else in the young generation of the Eastern Barren Territory who could kill Luo Junlin across four planes. At least, he did not know of such a person.
This was the best chance but Luo Junlin did not kill Ye Futian. If they wanted revenge in the future, how could the Royal Xuan Temple fight against the Cottage?
Another assassination?
Could they afford the price?
"Let's go." Turning around, He Yulu left. He had no intention of staying.
Luo Junlin was already dead. What did the Nandou Nation's matters have to do with him?
The people of the Nandou Nation watched as the strong cultivators from the Royal Xuan Temple left. They knew that the Luo Royal Family of the Nandou Nation was completely finished.
The Royal Xuan Temple abandoned them and left. Before Luo Junlin died, they did not even say a word. No one knew the reason but at least they knew that the Royal Xuan Temple was not as powerful as Ye Futian's sect. Just now, Gu Dongliu had ordered the strong cultivators from the Royal Xuan Temple to retreat. Who dared to disobey?
Now, Ye Futian walked in the air. Everyone's eyes were on him.
Ye Futian walked in front of Emperor Luo. Emperor Luo raised his head and looked at him.
At this moment, Emperor Luo felt a bit sad. As an emperor, he had once seen Ye Futian as an ant. Now, Ye Futian was high above him and looked down on him.
"Ye Futian."
Suddenly, a clear voice sounded. Ye Futian turned around and saw a beautiful figure. It was Princess Luo Mengyan of the Nandou Nation.
Ye Futian looked at her calmly.
"I am not begging you to let him go. However, this whole thing was orchestrated by him, my brother, and Minister Hua. Many people in the Luo Clan are innocent. Can you let them go?" Luo Mengyan had not appeared before and she did not plead for her father. She knew that it was impossible. Everyone had to pay for what they did but the Luo Clan should not be the one to pay.
"As a direct descendant of the Luo Clan, be a normal person in the future," Ye Futian said.
"Okay." Luo Mengyan was sad but still nodded. Back then, her father's order involved all of Ye Futian's family. An elder that Ye Futian respected very much was killed. Later, her father and brother also went to the Cangye Kingdom to ask Emperor Ye to hand over Ye Futian's master and masteress. Now that Ye Futian did not kill them all, what else could she say?
"Yinjiu, bring the two of them to Donghai City and freeze them in the School of the Emperor Star of Donghai Academy. Kneel in front of my grandmaster's statue and repent," Ye Futian said.
"Yes, Son." Yinjiu nodded and then left with Emperor Luo and Minister Hua. At this moment, the emperor and Minister Quan were carried away like ants.
An emperor was going to kneel in front of the School of the Emperor Star. Many people sighed. Donghai Academy was probably going to become famous in the Nandou Nation.
Ye Futian walked back and stood in the air above the palace. He looked around at the crowd. This grudge was over and he had one less thing to worry about. He hoped that his grandmaster could rest in peace.
"Luo Tianyin stole the Nandou Nation and now I will return it to the Nandou royal family. My uncle, Nandou Wenshan, is a descendant of the Nandou royal family. In the future, he will be the emperor of Nandou. Other than the direct descendants of the Luo Clan, Luo Tianyin's crimes will not involve anyone else. In the future, if I am successful in my cultivation, I will also do what I can for the Nandou Nation. I hope that the Nandou Nation can become more prosperous," Ye Futian said loudly.
Then, he turned to look at Nandou Wenshan. Smiling, he said, "Uncle, I'll leave the rest to you."
With that, he smiled and retreated to the side.
Nandou Wenshan took a deep breath and stepped forward. He came to the air above the crowd with mixed feelings.
His ancestor was assassinated. Now, the Nandou Nation was finally returned to him.
He thought of the first time he met Ye Futian. That day in the Luo Palace, the young man was elegant and elegant. His Song of the Rainbow Feather Garment stunned everyone. At that moment, he admired Ye Futian. However, he did not expect that in just two or three years, Ye Futian would create such a miracle and help the Nandou Nation take back the nation.
Some of the elders of the Nandou Clan trembled with excitement. The world was finally back in Nandou Nation's hands.
Fortunately, Ye Futian did not hate the entire Nandou Clan because of Nandou Tai. Fortunately, he and Hua Jieyu were close enough. Otherwise, the nation would not be back in their hands.
"Greetings, Your Majesty." Outside the palace, many officials of the Nandou Nation bowed. Some guards knelt on one knee.
"Greetings, Your Majesty."
Seeing that someone had taken the lead, more and more people bowed to Nandou Wenshan. They knew that although Nandou Wenshan's plane was not very high and had not reached the Noble Plane, with Ye Futian, the emperor's position was as stable as a mountain. No one could shake him.
With Emperor Luo's ending, who would dare to touch the Nandou Nation?
The roar of the tsunami shook the sky and earth. In the palace, the people of the Luo Clan's faces were ashen. Some even started to run.
Ye Futian landed on the ground and stood beside Hua Jieyu. Hua Jieyu held his hand tightly and they smiled at each other. A weight was lifted from their hearts.
After suppressing it for so long, the matter of the Nandou Nation was finally over.
"Futian, thank you." Hua Jieyu's voice was as gentle as water. She knew that Ye Futian forgave the Nandou Clan and let her uncle become emperor not because of his feelings for the Nandou Clan. Nandou Tai treated him like this. How could he have any feelings for the Nandou Clan?
All of this was because of his feelings for her.
"Do you want to marry me?" Ye Futian smiled at Hua Jieyu.
Hua Jieyu blushed slightly and glared at Ye Futian. This guy, it had just ended and he was already showing his true colors?
"Sure." Hua Jieyu's smile was mesmerizing.
"I'll take it seriously." Ye Futian smiled too. Beside them, Hua Fengliu and Nandou Wenyin smiled at the two. Then they looked at each other and saw relief and joy in each other's eyes. The children had truly grown up. They were indomitable and had surpassed them.
To Hua Fengliu, Ye Futian was his disciple and son-in-law. To him, he was no different from his own children.
Thinking of the time when his Life Spirit was destroyed in Qingzhou City, Ye Futian carried him to the East Sea, and the days when the master and disciple depended on each other, he felt that the bitterness was over and the sweetness was just beginning. Everything was in the past. Now he only had one wish, and that was for Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu to live happily and peacefully.
With a daughter and son-in-law like this, what more could a husband ask for?
Qin Li, Chu Yaoyao, Qian Shanmu, Qin Mengruo, Zhe Song, and the others all looked at Ye Futian with different expressions.
Although today's battle wasn't in the Eastern Barren Territory, many people still witnessed it. From now on, no one could doubt Ye Futian's combat ability.
Seeing Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu standing together, Chu Yaoyao lowered her head slightly. She felt very complicated.
Silently turning around, Qin Li and the others prepared to leave. When they walked up to Zhe Song, Qin Li smiled and asked, "Together?"
Zhe Song glanced at Qin Li and nodded. "Okay."
With that, the people from the Eastern Barren Territory left one after another.
In the crowd, there were still too many people looking at Ye Futian.
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