Bai Ze had lost.
The second young master of the White Cloud City was extremely talented. His twin Life Spirits were extremely powerful. His Eye of Devastation countered all spells and directly attacked the spiritual will of others. He could carve spells in the air and was an expert in all elemental spells. Even though he was weaker in martial arts, he was still confident that no one could get close to him. How powerful was a spell carved with all elemental spells? How terrifying was the Eye of Devastation?
Everyone thought that Bai Ze's opponent was Huang Jiuge. But now, seeing Ye Futian step on Bai Ze's body, the vast sky became exceptionally quiet.
Even the great figures of the Holy Zhi Palace looked at the scene on the battlefield in shock.
An angry roar sounded. Bai Ze's eyes were red as he stared at Ye Futian.
He was the second young master of the White Cloud City. He was born to be favored by the heavens. Just as Ye Futian thought, he looked down on Ye Futian. Even though Ye Futian was talented and strong, he was still not taken seriously by the second young master of the White Cloud City. It was precisely because of this that he had expressed his goodwill to Hua Jieyu.
In the Barren State, how many people could he care about?
"You won none of the battles in the top ten. Do you now understand why you're in the top three?" Ye Futian stared at Bai Ze and said coldly, "That's because I gave it to you. Otherwise, do you think you could have survived until now?"
Veins popped all over Bai Ze's body. His eyes glowed red and he was extremely terrifying. His top three was given to him by Ye Futian?
How humiliating was this?
However, everyone understood that this was the truth. Because Ye Futian was the victor. If Ye Futian had challenged him before, he would have been eliminated.
"Arrogant, proud, and unparalleled. Now, do you feel good?" Ye Futian stared at Bai Ze and said coldly. He wanted Bai Ze to remember this battle forever, to never forget it and to become his nightmare.
He had deliberately left Bai Ze in the top three. Seeing how arrogant he was, he wanted him to know what respect was.
Ye Futian then said to Bai Ze telepathically, "From today onwards, when people see you, they will think of you, the second young master of the White Cloud City, being stepped on. You will never be able to wash away today's humiliation."
He had personally said that he wanted his woman? How presumptuous and condescending was this?
"Open your mouth, admit defeat." His eyes were filled with disdain. The arrogant Bai Ze would never be able to forget the moment he admitted defeat. Bai Ze was a moment that he would never be able to forget for the rest of his life.
"You've won. That's enough."
At that moment, an elder from the Holy Zhi Palace asked.
"Let's stop here." It seemed that Ye Futian intended to take revenge on Bai Ze for inviting Hua Jieyu. This battle was an unforgettable memory for Bai Ze.
He also knew that things had been too smooth for his younger brother for more than 20 years, and he had never experienced any setbacks. Therefore, he acted without any scruples and was extremely presumptuous. Today was a lesson that was enough to be engraved in his heart.
"According to the rules, he hasn't admitted defeat yet, so the battle naturally hasn't ended yet." Ye Futian did not let go of Bai Ze and continued to step on his body. This caused many people to have strange expressions. They did not understand why Ye Futian was humiliating Bai Ze like this.
If they knew what Bai Ze had said to Ye Futian telepathically, they would not have found it strange. If possible, Ye Futian might even want to kill Bai Ze directly.
But if he killed Bai Ze, with Bai Luli's status in the Holy Zhi Palace and his status as the City Lord, he would definitely die.
Even if the rules allowed it, who made the rules?
"Die."
A furious voice rang out. A spell scroll appeared in Bai Ze's hand and he threw it at Ye Futian. In an instant, a terrifying force descended. Ye Futian's body flew into the air and he retreated like a bolt of lightning. However, a gigantic shadow of the Thunder God appeared in the sky. It held the Thunder God Hammer in its hand and attacked. The gigantic Thunder God Hammer covered the entire sky and smashed towards Bai Ze.
Boom! Ye Futian's entire body was wrapped in defensive power, but the hammer tore it apart. A huge starry staff suddenly appeared in front of Ye Futian. It was the Polearm of Divine Destruction that blocked his body.
But even so, the Polearm of Divine Destruction was knocked back and hit his body. Lightning power penetrated it, causing his body to fly into the sky and spit out a mouthful of blood.
Everyone's eyes froze. Bai Ze was actually using an external object.
Many cultivators from the Holy Zhi Palace frowned. The elder on the sky stairwell shouted, "Bai Ze, you have lost. Go down."
Bai Ze got up from the ground. His body was hunched and his aura was weak. He felt pain all over his body. He stared at the figure in the sky, his murderous intent shocking the heavens.
Voom.
A figure descended from the sky. Ye Futian's body turned into a bolt of lightning and shot down.
Bai Ze waved his hand and suddenly, many spell scrolls appeared in his hand. He threw them at Ye Futian, who was flying down from the sky. In an instant, destructive power covered the vast space, wanting to tear everything apart. At the same time, Bai Ze was wrapped in a layer of dazzling golden light to protect himself from Ye Futian's attack.
Ye Futian, who was flying down, waved the Polearm of Divine Destruction. Starlight shone brightly and endless power of the stars descended on the Polearm of Divine Destruction. He struck down from the sky.
The Polearm of Divine Destruction pierced through the destructive space and landed on the light screen around Bai Ze. With a crisp crack, the light screen shattered. Bai Ze's body was sent flying again and he spat out another mouthful of blood.
Many people looked at the two speechlessly. Had they really gone all out in this battle?
Bai Ze seemed to have been forced into a corner. He did not even care about the rules. Ye Futian was the same, attacking with his ritual implement.
"Ye Futian, he has been severely injured. Stop," Bai Luli said. Bai Luli said. He glanced at Bai Ze, looking a little displeased. It seemed that this guy could not take such humiliation and had forgotten where he was.
"I haven't admitted defeat, so there's no end to it." Ye Futian continued to rush forward. He raised the Polearm of Divine Destruction and wanted to continue attacking.
"They've both gone mad." Many people's hearts trembled. Had these two guys gone berserk?
Seeing Ye Futian's staff coming down again, Bai Luli stood up. Many people from the Holy Zhi Palace frowned.
"Enough."
A shout was heard, shaking the heavens and earth. Ye Futian felt an extremely terrifying Spiritual Will rushing towards him. His entire body trembled. Then, bolts of lightning descended from the sky and struck around Ye Futian. The vast battlefield turned into a world of lightning in an instant. Ye Futian's body stopped abruptly and he looked up at Bai Luli in the direction of the Holy Zhi Palace.
"That's enough," Bai Luli said. Although Bai Ze was in the wrong, he was still his younger brother and he had to protect him.
"Get down here." Bai Luli glanced at Bai Ze again. His voice was full of authority. Countless people looked up at Bai Luli. That extremely handsome face gave off a strong sense of authority as he stood there. It was as if his words were a decree.
The top ten of the Barren Sky Ranking were extremely powerful when they were angry.
Even Bai Ze, Bai Luli's younger brother, lowered his head and walked out of the battlefield.
Bai Ze could not even stand straight. He walked out of the battlefield with his body hunched. It was obvious that he was heavily injured. After that, Bai Luli retracted his pressure and looked at the cultivators from the Holy Zhi Palace. "Luli has gone too far. Please forgive me, elders."
"It's alright." The people from the Holy Zhi Palace nodded slightly.
"It's good to have a good elder brother. He can use his family to do whatever he wants." A light laugh was heard. Everyone's eyes turned and landed in one direction. The person who spoke was Zhuge Mingyue.
"Mingyue, Bai Ze was the one who misbehaved in this battle. I will punish him when we return," Bai Luli said to Zhuge Mingyue.
"That's your family's business. It has nothing to do with me. But this second young master should learn how to behave after today's lesson," Zhuge Mingyue said indifferently. Bai Ze's face darkened when he heard her words. Zhuge Mingyue was rubbing salt into his wounds.
Seeing how everyone was looking at him, Bai Ze understood that after this battle, he would no longer be the high and mighty second young master of White Cloud City in everyone's eyes.
He would naturally remember today's humiliation forever.
"Alright, let's have the final battle," the elder on the sky stairwell said.
Ye Futian glanced at Bai Ze coldly and did not say anything else. He did not question the Holy Zhi Palace either. He was no longer the youth from Qingzhou City. Naturally, he would not engage in pointless battles. There was no meaning to it.
He put away the Polearm of Divine Destruction and looked at Huang Jiuge.
Now, only Huang Jiuge was left in front of him.
Huang Jiuge also looked at Ye Futian. There was no underestimation in his expression. This was a strong opponent. Even though he was only a Grade Nine Noble, he had seen his battle with Bai Ze.
"The final battle."
Countless eyes looked at the battlefield. Ye Futian and Huang Jiuge walked to the highest stage. The battle of the Holy Zhi Palace, the final battle.
No one could have imagined this scene. Even Mu Zhiqiu, Li Qingyi, and even Chen Yuan did not expect Ye Futian to step onto the stage of the final battle.
Ye Futian's battle with Bai Ze had made him famous. If he could win this battle, it would be the Battle of Gods.
The wind blew across the battlefield. The vast space was extremely silent.
The two of them floated in the air. Starlight flowed around Ye Futian, dazzling.
Huang Jiuge bathed in the dazzling imperial light. He looked like a descendant of Renhuang.
"As the Son, you should dominate your generation," Chen Yuan murmured in the crowd. He had a faint smile on his face. He did not expect to be able to witness the emergence of a person who could dominate his generation.
Beside him, Mu Chuan, the chief of the Zhaixing House, no longer had a mocking expression when he heard this. Instead, his expression was solemn, and he felt his blood boil.
The surrounding disciples of the Starry School shared his glory. Ye Futian had stepped onto the final battlefield of the Holy Zhi Palace with his unparalleled talent.
Behind him, Li Qingyi's eyes were slightly moist. She came from White Sovereign City and had never thought of entering the Holy Zhi Palace. She only wanted to see the geniuses of the Barren State, those who had attracted the attention of the world.
After experiencing a huge change, she had come to the foot of the Holy Zhi Palace and seen what she wanted to see.
However, the most eye-catching figure was the youth who had come with her.
He was standing there!
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