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Chapter 390

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Sky Mountain suddenly became unusually quiet. The vines that filled the sky gradually disappeared after killing Qin Yu and the others.

Snowflakes danced down, bringing with them a slight coldness.

Countless people stared at Ye Futian. At the moment, the handsome youth seemed to be the only one in the world.

Qin Yu, the leader of the Fuyun Sword Clan, and the lord of the Royal Xuan Temple were dead. The Donghua Clan leader and his wife announced that they would retire and no longer care about the Eastern Barren Territory.

The final battle in the Eastern Barren Territory had ended in an unexpected way. It was somewhat dreamy but extremely shocking. After this battle, who in the Eastern Barren Territory could fight against the Cottage?

Of course, this was under the premise that the Barren State's forces didn't exist.

But now, not only did Ye Futian kill Qin Yu and the others, he also offended the important figures of the Barren State. He tortured Nan Yu, killed the Arhat in front of Du Ao, and suppressed all the powerful Nobles of the Barren State on the ground. Their breaths were all weak. Powerful demons like the Yinglong and the Three-legged Golden Raven were also lying down. It was obvious how much Ye Futian had offended.

The bell finally stopped ringing completely. The lingering echoes also gradually dissipated. Many people finally had a chance to breathe. The Nobles stood up one after another. Their breaths were weak and they stared at Ye Futian coldly.

Although Ye Futian didn't do this to them, this unexpected disaster still made them extremely angry. They were beaten up for no reason. It was easy to imagine how they felt.

"Are you still not going to let them go?" Nan Feng said to Ye Futian. At this moment, his voice was not as forceful as before. He had seen everything that had happened just now. If they forced Ye Futian into a corner on Sky Mountain, they would end up just like Qin Yu and the others.

Ye Futian was stunned. Then, he looked back at Nan Yu who was still tied to the wall. Smiling, he said, "Sorry, I forgot about you."

After saying that, the golden vines shot out like lightning toward Nan Yu's head.

"Ah … …" The sharp vines kept enlarging in Nan Yu's eyes. Nan Yu's body trembled violently, and he couldn't help but let out a scream. He closed his eyes out of fear, and his bound body couldn't stop trembling.

He saw how Ye Futian killed those people. Seeing the vines coming towards him, he naturally thought that Ye Futian wanted to kill him.

Boom! The golden vines pierced Nan Yu's body. The stone wall exploded and the vines swept towards him. "What's wrong?" Ye Futian asked.

Nan Yu opened his eyes and saw that the vines on his body had all disappeared. Ye Futian looked at him innocently.

Looking at Ye Futian's expression, Nan Yu knew that he had been tricked.

With a crack, Nan Yu's eyes were extremely cold. His aura spread out, but when he saw the golden vines swaying around Ye Futian, his heart sank and he felt powerless.

"Accidental injuries are inevitable in a battle. I believe the geniuses of the Nantian House won't be so rude." Ye Futian smiled. "Please."

At this moment, Nan Yu wanted to kill someone. Looking at Ye Futian's mocking eyes, he turned around and returned to Nan Feng's side.

This time, they admitted defeat.

"Are you really not considering joining my Mortal World to cultivate?" At that moment, Chu Shang looked at Ye Futian and said, "You don't have to worry about my sincerity. With your talent, if you cultivate in the Mortal World, you will definitely be valued."

"Thank you for your kindness, Goddess," Ye Futian said, smiling.

"Okay." Chu Shang looked at Ye Futian deeply. It was a pity.

Turning around, Chu Shang left with her people. Not only her, but people from other forces also left Sky Mountain.

Who could take Ye Futian down on Sky Mountain?

Ye Futian looked at the disappearing figures with a cold expression. He knew that this was far from the end.

"Not satisfied?"

At that moment, Zhuge Hui opened her eyes and smiled at Ye Futian.

"A little," Ye Futian said. He had the ability to keep everyone on Sky Mountain, but he couldn't do anything. He could only let them go. Of course, he was not satisfied.

"If you are not satisfied, then become stronger and surpass everyone. Then you won't have to worry about anything," Zhuge Hui said, smiling. The world was cruel. The Barren State could use all kinds of methods to threaten Ye Futian, but Ye Futian couldn't kill them when he had the ability.

Nan Yu was so arrogant. If it wasn't for the Nantian House, he would be nothing in front of Ye Futian.

Zhuge Hui looked at the handsome young man in front of her and smiled brightly. Ye Futian was so smart and talented. One day, he would be able to make the Barren State look up to him.

"Yes, I will try my best." Ye Futian smiled and nodded. If he was alone and had nothing to worry about, he might leave the Barren State behind, but he wasn't.

"Okay, are we going to settle the score now?" Zhuge Hui smiled at him. "Okay. Let's settle the score."

Ye Futian blinked, then looked up at the snow on Sky Mountain and said, "Senior Sister, the snow on Sky Mountain is so beautiful, just like you."

Zhuge Hui was still smiling at him.

"Eldest Brother, Third Brother, are you feeling better?" Ye Futian asked again.



At the pavilion on the first mountain of Book Mountain.

Two figures sat there and played chess. In the air, there were many strong cultivators from the Qin Dynasty and the College. They all looked at the two nervously.

Now, the game between the king of Qin and Mr. Du seemed to have reached a critical moment. Mr. Du said that it would be difficult to retreat from the battle on Sky Mountain.

Did he mean that a war might have already broken out on Sky Mountain?

Could the three disciples of the Cottage really stop Qin Yu and the others?

The king of Qin held a chess piece and looked at Mr. Du with a sharp gaze.

At the moment, Mr. Du had a faint smile and was at ease as if everything was under his control. The king of Qin didn't feel good about this.

"Mr. Du, are you joking?" the king of Qin asked, smiling.

Mr. Du shook his head. "I don't usually joke."

"Maybe you're wrong," the king of Qin said. Then, he placed the chess piece in his hand. As the chess piece landed on the board, his chess pieces connected from head to tail. The situation on the chessboard changed and there was actually a shocking aura.

"Life is like a game of chess. If you take a step back, you'll see the world. Taking a step back doesn't mean you're a coward. It's just an attitude." Mr. Du's voice was calm. Without any hesitation, he placed another chess piece.

Beside him, College Chief Xiao was shocked. He didn't expect this guy's chess skills to be so good. He was able to fully express his attitude in the game of chess.

Previously, Mr. Du's chess pieces had been retreating, giving way, and defending. The king of Qin pressed forward and revealed his murderous intent.

At this moment, as Mr. Du placed his piece, the previous defensive position suddenly changed. It was as if the universe had turned upside down. In an instant, the situation was fixed. In this game of chess, the king of Qin's chess pieces seemed to be continuously cut apart while Mr. Du's chess pieces were like sharp blades that could destroy everything and flatten everything.

Sweat appeared on the king of Qin's forehead. He felt uneasy.

Life was like a game of chess and chess was like life. Mr. Du's game scared him.

This was not just a game of chess. It was also a game of the Eastern Barren Territory.

The king of Qin held the chess piece in his hand and looked at the chessboard in front of him. He couldn't make a move for a long time. He actually didn't know what to do.

"This game has been decided. There's no need to continue," Mr. Du said softly.

"I don't believe it." The king's expression was extremely cold. He continued to place his chess piece as if he was making a final struggle.

Mr. Du shook his head and placed another chess piece.

The king of Qin's face turned pale. Suddenly, a strong aura emanated from the back of Book Mountain. There was also a loud shout. It seemed that a battle had erupted.

A few figures rushed over. College Chief Xiao frowned. That was the entrance to the Ancient Barren World of the College. Were there people trying to force their way in?

"Your Majesty, the crown prince's … spiritual imprint is broken." A voice rang out like a bolt from the blue, entering the ears of the Qin Emperor. His hand froze in the air and his body trembled slightly.

His son, Qin Yu, was dead.

Boom! In the air, the people from the Qin Dynasty were all shocked. Crown Prince Qin Yu was dead.

What did this mean?

They were likely to lose the battle on Sky Mountain. But how was this possible?

The Donghua Clan leader and his wife, the Fuyun Sword Clan leader, the Royal Xuan Temple lord, Qin Yu, and Lu Nantian were all top figures. They also had many sage ritual implements. How could they lose?

Phew … The king of Qin took a deep breath and closed his eyes. When he opened them again, the chess piece in his hand fell onto the chessboard powerlessly.

Raising his head, the king looked at the old man in front of him. "Mr. Du has already set up Sky Mountain? Then, who is that sword? "

The king of Qin pointed at a chess piece on the chessboard. He didn't understand how he had lost.

"Is it important?" Mr. Du shook his head.

"Then what about Book Mountain? Who is going to control this world-shaking force?" The king of Qin said coldly, pointing at the chessboard. He stood up slowly and a terrifying aura emanated from his body. Not only him, but the two elders from the Qin Dynasty also released their powerful auras.

Their auras engulfed the vast Book Mountain. In the air, the strong cultivators from the Qin Dynasty all released their terrifying auras and pressed down.

The disciples from the College, the Sword Saint Mountain, and the Moon Clan all rose into the air and released their powerful auras to fight against the pressure.

"Are you still going to be stubborn?" Mr. Du asked.

"Is there a way out?" The king of Qin picked up the chess piece that had fallen and placed it somewhere. It was a dead end. He was fighting with his back to the wall.

"I taught a few disciples on Book Mountain. I don't seek fame or wealth, nor do I have the ambition to unify the Eastern Barren Territory." At the moment, Mr. Du sat there quietly. He seemed to be talking to himself. "I hope to influence some people and pass down my ideals. Gradually, I will influence the entire Eastern Barren Territory. Why is it so difficult?"

"I don't care about your ideals," the king of Qin said coldly. "People say that you don't know how to cultivate. Today, I want to witness whether you know how to cultivate or not." His might landed on Mr. Du.

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