Ye Wuchen, Yu Sheng, and the rest stared at the arrogant figure below. The martial arts fate around them whistled. Ye Wuchen gripped the hilt of his sword with one hand, while Yu Sheng clenched his fists with a terrifying demonic light in his eyes.
On the other hand, Ye Futian seemed very relaxed, as if he didn't care at all. He even had a gentle and harmless smile on his face.
"In that case, be careful. Goodbye."
With that, he retreated.
Yu Sheng and Ye Wuchen both looked at him.
"Let's go," Ye Futian said. Without looking back, the two of them followed. Loulan Xue glanced down coldly with her silver eyes, after which she caught up with Ye Futian with the Black Wind Condor. They actually really left the eighth level of the martial arts battlefield and returned to the seventh level.
"Genius?" Jin Yunxiao smiled mockingly. Ye Futian's ability to reach this level had indeed proved his talent, but so what? Those who were still here were the people at the top of the Arcana Plane in the Divine Sky City. No matter how outstanding Ye Futian was in terms of talent, identity, and status, he was still not on the same level as them.
In the past, there had been many geniuses like Ye Futian. They were arrogant and confident, but in the end, their edges would all be polished off. The Divine Sky City belonged to the circle they represented.
Gu Yunxi naturally understood this as well. She felt a bit sad and unwilling for Ye Futian, but so what? Ye Futian didn't struggle either. Some things were too difficult to overcome.
Unless it was a peerless figure who could sweep through an era, someone who could use their talent to stand above everything and crush everyone else with their status and talent.
These people could ignore everything, but even so, before they grew up, they still had to keep a low profile. Otherwise, they might not be able to grow up. This was the cruel reality.
These people didn't think too much. To them, Ye Futian was indeed not in the same circle. Even if they were enemies and competed with each other, they were on the same level, but Ye Futian wasn't.
Just as Liu Suqing said, there was no need to waste time on Ye Futian's group.
What happened next was the most important. They had to cross the bridge and enter the legendary ninth level.
There were still some records about the eighth level, but probably no one except Long Mu knew what was in the ninth level of the battlefield.
They stepped forward and headed for the divine bridge. Everyone was ready for battle. Their expressions were solemn as they took out their sage ritual implements.
At this time, Ye Futian and the others had returned to the seventh level.
"We can fight." Those people had already been disrespectful to Ye Futian several times. If Ye Futian had not asked them to leave, he would not have tolerated it.
"Many of them are top-notch geniuses from the Top Three Schools and are from clans. They all have Sage ritual implements. If we really fight, it's hard to tell who will win. Moreover, even if we win, how will we end up?" Ye Futian asked.
Yu Sheng naturally understood Ye Futian's words. They still had to stay in the Divine Sky City. If they really did something, the power behind those people was enough to turn them into ashes.
However, Yu Sheng still felt a little aggrieved and said, "Are we just going to let it go?"
"Of course not." Ye Futian looked in the direction of the eighth floor and said, "In my current state, even if I make it to the ninth floor, I'm afraid there won't be any results."
Hearing Ye Futian's words, Ye Wuchen's pupils constricted slightly. Was Ye Futian already considering the situation of the ninth floor?
Indeed, with their combat ability, they might be able to pass through the eighth floor. However, if the eighth floor was already so difficult, what if there were even more powerful martial arts fate cultivators guarding the last floor?
Of course, it was also possible that there were no martial arts fate cultivators in the ninth floor, but the possibility was higher.
After all, there were martial arts fate cultivators in the first eight floors.
In the martial arts battlefield of the Divine Sky City, only Long Yitian had made it to the eighth floor in the past thousands of years. However, no one knew whether he obtained anything from the ninth floor. Perhaps, he did not obtain anything and only obtained the martial arts fate of the eighth floor.
"What are you thinking?" Loulan Xue vaguely guessed what Ye Futian wanted to do.
"Come out?" Ye Futian thought of what those people said before and smiled. "Rest first."
With that, he sat down cross-legged and rested calmly. He seemed to be comprehending the martial arts fate that he had obtained.
Yu Sheng and the others could only sit down as well. Ye Futian should have his own thoughts.
After a while, a terrifying aura emanated from Ye Futian's body.
Yu Sheng, Ye Wuchen, and the others opened their eyes and looked at Ye Futian. An extremely dazzling golden light rose up and his aura rose rapidly. His entire body was bathed in the Emperor's Light.
Martial arts fate circled around him and merged into the Emperor's Light. It became even more sacred, like many divine halos.
Loulan Xue's heart trembled violently. She followed Ye Futian as a servant and gradually, Ye Futian also started to trust her. He would let her see some secrets. She felt that Ye Futian had a very big secret. Perhaps even Ye Wuchen did not know all of it. The only person who might know was Yu Sheng.
"Wait for me on this floor. Little Condor, listen to my orders." Ye Futian rubbed the Black Wind Condor's head. He and the Black Wind Condor were connected telepathically. He did not need to give orders to it anymore.
Yu Sheng stood up and looked at Ye Futian. "Don't you need me to go?"
The people there were all very powerful.
"No need. If we go together, we will be exposed." As Ye Futian spoke, the Emperor's Will in his body burned wildly. His bloodline and physical body all reached a shocking level.
He took out a silver cloak and put it on. The ritual implement cloak covered his body. Water-like silver lines flowed on Ye Futian's face, changing his appearance. Then, he turned and walked towards the eighth floor.
When Ye Futian stepped into the eighth floor, everyone was fighting. However, it was not on the divine bridge from before but on another one.
Ye Futian realized that two divine bridges had been destroyed. Moreover, there were two people missing from the crowd.
He could immediately tell who was missing. They were Chen Wang and Long Mu, who had attacked him.
Chen Wang could understand. After all, he was at the peak of the Arcana Plane. Long Mu surprised him and he did not know what had happened before.
In reality, not only him, but everyone was also very surprised. At the crucial moment of the first battle, Long Mu suddenly took out an extremely powerful divine item and helped him obtain martial arts fate. Then, he directly left through the divine bridge. Everyone was extremely angry about this.
What was even more infuriating was that in the second battle, Chen Wang, who had fought with their lives and obtained martial arts fate, did not stay. Instead, he decisively went to the ninth floor.
Chen Wang's idea was right. Everyone worked together and indeed broke through the seal of the eighth floor. However, the ending was no different from before. They were still fighting for their own benefits. This kind of alliance was too unreliable.
Even so, everyone still worked together. They all had the extravagant hope that they could become the third person.
But now, it was already very difficult for them. In the battle just now, many people were already injured. Chen Wang and Long Mu also left. They realized that with their current strength, it was very difficult to deal with the martial arts fate cultivator in front of them.
Ye Futian's body flashed and he went towards the divine bridge. Emperor's Will burned. He did not have much time and had to finish the battle quickly.
With a thunderous boom, many people were forced to retreat to the edge of the divine bridge. They sensed something and turned their heads to see a silver-cloaked silhouette appearing. Chen Liu coldly shouted, "Scram."
There was actually someone else here. However, he was not in a good mood at the moment. Because of his brother's departure, the others were targeting him. If it was not for the fact that he also had combat ability, he probably would not have been allowed to participate at all.
However, as soon as Chen Liu finished speaking, he faintly felt that something was wrong. The silver cloak was too outstanding. The martial arts fate on him was like the martial arts fate of an emperor, extremely dazzling.
A silver lightning flashed across the sky. Chen Liu retreated and a long flame dragon whizzed out, burning towards Ye Futian.
"Buzz." The figure in the silver cloak directly swept through the flame dragon. He was unbelievably fast. With a loud bang, Chen Liu's body was swept out and smashed onto the divine bridge. He did not even see how the figure could be so fast.
"Who is it?"
Liu Suqing turned around and glanced at Ye Futian. Her eyes were cold. This was the crucial moment of the battle and someone actually came to kill them.
"All of you, scram to the seventh floor." The figure in the silver cloak floated in the sky and looked around coldly. His voice was also disguised and was slightly hoarse.
"Do you know who you are talking to?" Jin Yunxiao raised his head. His eyes that were filled with terrifying golden light seemed extremely arrogant. His clothes were luxurious and behind him was the Life Spirit of the Roc.
No matter who this person was, in the Divine Sky City, who dared to ask all of them to scram?
Was he looking for death?
Ye Futian turned around and glanced at Jin Yunxiao coldly. Then, he stepped forward and his cloak danced in the wind. He reached out and grabbed towards Jin Yunxiao.
The golden martial arts fate was like the martial arts fate of an emperor and turned into a huge palm print. This was the ability of the sage martial arts fate that Ye Futian had comprehended in the seventh floor. Since he was in disguise, he naturally could not reveal his own ability in case he was recognized in the future.
The emperor's palm print covered the sky and seemed to cover the entire sky. Jin Yunxiao felt how terrifying it was. The Roc sword in his hand stabbed out and hit the palm print.
However, the palm shone with an emperor's light. The Roc sword stabbed down but was actually unable to shatter the palm print. The palm print directly pressed down and with a clench, Jin Yunxiao was caught in the palm print.
"How dare you!"
A cold voice was heard. Jin Yunlang walked towards Ye Futian. The terrifying golden ancient bell swept out and enveloped Ye Futian.
Ye Futian's arm shook and many dazzling martial arts fate appeared in front of him. Then, he raised his hand and slapped out. In an instant, the sky darkened and the emperor's palm print shot out. In that instant, many people had an illusion that the terrifying palm print did not come from the hands of someone at the pinnacle of the Arcana Plane, but from the hands of an emperor.
"Boom!" The many palm prints merged into one and resonated with the heavens and the earth. The unparalleled power directly grabbed the magical bell, making it unable to move.
Jin Yunlang's expression suddenly changed. He used his Spiritual Energy to activate the connection between him and the magical bell. However, a terrifying intent power appeared on the magical bell and seemed to have turned into emperor's flames, wrapping around the magical bell. Then, Jin Yunlang cried out in pain as the connection between him and the magical bell was cut off. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned pale.
Ye Futian continued waving his hand and the huge magical bell flew towards Jin Yunxiao below.
"No …" Jin Yunxiao saw the magical bell flying towards him and his expression changed drastically.
Clang. The sound of the bell rang and the magical bell covered Jin Yunxiao. Then, it was lifted up again. Jin Yunxiao felt as if his soul was about to leave his body. His body trembled violently and fear was written all over his face.
Raising his head, he looked at the silhouette in the silver cloak. The silhouette floated towards him and floated in front of him.
"I don't know who I'm talking to, but right now, kneel down and worship me." Ye Futian looked at Jin Yunxiao coldly and said, "As if worshipping a god."
Jin Yunxiao felt as if he had been struck by lightning. His body trembled violently. Looking at the unparalleled silhouette before him, his face was extremely pale.
The surrounding people were all astonished.
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