Zhuo Jun's face was ashen. Just as Ye Futian had said, he indeed had such thoughts.
Back at the foot of Mount Jiuxian, Ye Futian had only assisted him in battle. He was just an insignificant seventh-level Arcana Plane cultivator, but after coming to the Holy Road, he had suddenly changed. He could summon the wind and rain, and his followers were as numerous as the clouds. He was crazily deciphering relics and was admired by many, as if he was high above everyone else. What really infuriated him was that Ye Futian had not treated them well at all. He had also handed over the holy badges and comprehended them like outsiders.
That was why he had instigated the young city lord, Li Xun. Clearly, Li Xun had the same thoughts. That day, when he saw Ning Huang send people to find Ye Futian, they had secretly contacted Ning Huang's people, willing to work for him.
But when his attack landed on Ye Futian's body, he felt that Ye Futian was different from what he had imagined. At least in terms of strength, Ye Futian was much stronger than him. No matter how he attacked, he could not even shake Ye Futian's body, let alone break through his defense. What kind of physical body was this?
With his strength, even if he was attacking a grade nine noble, it should not be like this, right?
Ye Futian's physical body was terrifying. He mainly cultivated in the art of body refinement. After being attacked by the Sage Plane of the Blazing Sun School, he had reconstructed his muscles and bones, using the Divine Light and his Life Spirit to forge even stronger meridians and bones. His physical body was even more terrifying than before. Now, no one below the Noble Plane would be able to move his body.
Zhuo Jun thought highly of himself, but in his eyes, he had never cared about such a person.
Extending his hand, Ye Futian grabbed Zhuo Jun's throat. Zhuo Jun did not even have time to retreat. His face was pale as he stared at Ye Futian.
"You think that I owe you, but have you never thought about what you have done for me?" Ye Futian's eyes were filled with contempt and disgust. Zhuo Jun had helped him comprehend so many relics, but now he hated him, just because he did not give him special treatment?
A pitiful person must have something to hate about him.
Zhuo Jun's hand tightened slightly, and with a light crack, his eyes turned white and he gradually became listless. Not even in his dreams did he think that he would die so tragically. He had been trampled to death like an ant.
Ye Futian let go, and Zhuo Jun's body fell to the ground, lifeless.
Li Xun looked at Zhuo Jun's fallen body and did not feel bad. He was just surprised by Ye Futian's strength. Although he knew that Ye Futian's talent was outstanding, he was still only in the seventh level of the Arcana Plane. Zhuo Jun was at the pinnacle of the Arcana Plane, but he died so tragically. It was like a clash between an Arcana Plane and a Noble Plane.
Many people in White Sovereign City were surprised by Ye Futian's strength. Not only Ye Futian, but the fat senior beside him was even more powerful. He could actually fight with Mo Jun.
At this time, there was the sound of something tearing through the air. Clearly, the battle here had alarmed the cultivators in the palace.
The cultivators that Mo Jun brought along and Li Xun's subordinates attacked Ye Futian at the same time. They clearly understood that they could not delay any longer. Before this, they thought that it would be a piece of cake to take down Ye Futian. After all, they had Mo Jun with them and no one would be able to stop him. However, the powerful Mo Jun was being held up by Yi Xiaoshi.
There was a flash of light, and the Polearm of Divine Destruction appeared in Ye Futian's hands. In an instant, starlight bloomed, and a terrible starry storm appeared in the surroundings. The meteorites around Ye Futian's body spun wildly. His body was like a body of stars. It was the Imperishable Celestial Body.
The spells descended, but they were all blocked.
It would not be so easy for these people to take him down quickly.
The Polearm of Divine Destruction in his hands flew through the air, blasting towards a Noble who was charging towards him. The Noble was a grade eight Noble. He raised his hand like a golden Roc, smashing down. However, when the Polearm of Divine Destruction descended, he felt an unparalleled power descending upon him. With a loud bang, his arm trembled and went numb. At the same time, a formless and terrifying pressure pressed down on him, as if a huge mountain was pressing down on his back. Then, Ye Futian leaped into the air and swept out with his staff. With another loud bang, the Noble's arm was broken and his head was smashed.
The hearts of many around them trembled violently. Li Xun was even more shocked. Ye Futian was so powerful that he could kill a grade eight Noble.
That ritual implement gave off an extremely frightening feeling.
The cultivators outside had already arrived in a flash. The Starry School disciples, Qin Yin and the others, as well as Xiao Junyi and Yang Xiao, who had been sent to protect Ye Futian, attacked immediately after they arrived. A terrifying aura enveloped the vast space as they attacked directly.
"Retreat," Mo Jun said decisively.
He did not want to continue fighting. Although Yi Xiaoshi, who was fighting him, was of a lower plane than him, he was very difficult to deal with. It would be difficult to defeat him in a short period of time, and the others could not take Ye Futian down immediately either. The enemy's people had gathered, and if they continued to fight, many would be left behind.
Yi Xiaoshi looked at his opponent. Emerald green and golden light intertwined, as if there were thousands of arms curling towards his opponent at the same time. They were extremely sharp, and every branch, leaf, and vine was like an indestructible blade.
Mo Jun's cold eyes swept towards his opponent. Endless lightning flashed and bloomed, as if it was the end of the world. At the same time, a terrifying dark spear pierced out along with the lightning, suppressing everything as it headed towards Yi Xiaoshi. The attacks of the two clashed wildly.
Mo Jun didn't prolong the battle. When he saw the newcomers attacking his people, a resplendent diagram appeared behind him. An extremely tyrannical silhouette rode on a lightning chariot, and a terrifying black Kui Ox pulled the chariot as it galloped forward. The radiance of this diagram erupted forth in all directions, and a moment later, the black Kui Ox burst forth in all directions, pulling the chariot along with it. No one could block it, and everyone was forced to retreat. In fact, there were even those who got close to the chariot being suppressed and injured.
His people leapt into the air and came to his side. Lightning enveloped everyone, and they rose into the air at an extremely fast speed, leaving the battlefield in an instant and appearing high up in the sky.
"What a domineering Life Spirit Dharma." Countless people looked up at Mo Jun in the air. This was the top genius of the Holy Road, insufferably arrogant.
Mo Jun had two Life Spirits that merged together to form a Dharma. This was the Dharma at the moment, domineering and invincible. He had descended personally and snuck into the palace without a sound, but he had not been able to take down Ye Futian.
It seemed that Yi Xiaoshi had blocked Mo Jun. This fatty's strength was too strong, and they had misjudged him.
"Li Xun." Qin Yin and the others saw Li Xun in the air and naturally understood what was going on. Their expressions became extremely ugly.
Li Xun had betrayed them and colluded with outsiders to deal with Ye Futian. Mo Jun was Ning Huang's man, and it was obvious that Li Xun had followed Ning Huang.
"Virtuous name?" Zui Qianchou shook his head and smiled, as if he was being sarcastic. It was just hypocrisy. He saw Li Qingyi, who was caught by Li Xun, and thought that it was a pity for such a good girl. She was probably going to be dragged into the abyss by Li Xun.
"Ye Futian, the general trend cannot be changed. Why do you have to seek death?" Li Xun looked down and said. At that moment, there were people flying towards them from afar. All the top forces had been watching the palace. If they knew that someone had made a move against Ye Futian, they would not have waited quietly.
"General trend?" Ye Futian glanced at Li Xun and said, "What do you know about the general trend?"
After saying that, he did not pay attention to Li Xun. He turned around and walked out of the palace.
"What is he doing?" Many people looked at Ye Futian, and then followed behind him.
"Could it be …" Many people's hearts trembled. Had Ye Futian already collected enough holy badges and was going to open the big relic?
Mo Jun's eyes flashed in the air, and then he walked out, catching up with Ye Futian and the others.
Behind him, everyone inside and outside the palace was alarmed. They all got up and followed Ye Futian.
In an instant, a terrifying torrent was formed.
Ye Futian walked out of the palace and walked in Flaming Prison City. There were many cultivators behind him, and the lineup was terrifying.
In the air far away, beams of light flashed. The air warship was the first to reach where Ye Futian and the others were. It was Bing Yi and Chu Shang from the Mortal World. They steered the air warship and followed in the air.
Yan Jiu from the Sword Saint Villa also arrived.
Then, Xia Hou, the people of Nantian House, the disciples of Duantian Mountain, and other cultivators arrived one after another. They all looked at Ye Futian.
"Mo Jun, Ning Huang actually made a move on his own. Isn't that a little unfair?" Gu Feiyang from Duantian Mountain said loudly. Ning Huang wanted to take the holy badges and leave in advance.
"Do you have a problem with that?" A brilliant light flashed in the distance. Ning Huang came from afar, followed by many people.
He looked down. He did not expect Mo Jun to fail. It seemed that Mo Jun had come prepared.
However, the ending would not be any different.
Before, if Li Xun had not come to him, he would not have used such a method. He would have just suppressed and taken it. There would have been no need to go through so much trouble. But since Li Xun wanted to give the holy badges to him, he would go with the flow.
Now it seemed that there would be no problem. Ye Futian had already collected enough holy badges and was ready to open the relic. But did he still want to keep it?
"Give me the holy badges and I'll write off everything from before. I'll guarantee your safety," Ning Huang said as he looked down at Ye Futian. Ning Huang lowered his head and looked at Ye Futian. He did not hold it against Ye Futian for rejecting him before. As long as he got the holy badge, he could pretend that nothing had happened.
Ye Futian looked up at Ning Huang. He was too arrogant. Ning Huang had sent people to deal with him before, but now he said to give him the holy badges and write off everything from before. Who was the one that dealt with who?
Ning Huang sent people to kill him, and now he wanted him to hand over the holy badges to write off everything?
If this logic had been used elsewhere, people would have scoffed at it. However, because it was Ning Huang who said it, no one thought it was strange. It was as if it was only natural.
It was as if Ning Huang was giving Ye Futian a chance.
Ye Futian continued forward, ignoring Ning Huang. Although there was a large crowd behind him, they were all very nervous at the moment. The people in the air were all top-notch geniuses. They were the most outstanding figures of this generation from the top forces of the Barren State. Any one of them could become a famous figure in the future. They were bound to enter the Holy Zhi Palace.
Now, everyone was staring at Ye Futian, ready to make a move!
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