What was a witness?
People like Saint Li, Saint Xia, and the Great Zhou Sacred King, who had already entered the Saint Plane and ruled the holy lands, could be witnesses to the changes in the situation and witness the geniuses of the younger generation compete in this era.
Ye Futian was the Palace Lord of a holy land, but he had not entered the Saint Plane and belonged to the younger generation.
If it was the former, he would be a witness. If it was the latter, he would also compete with his peers.
Obviously, most people in the Nine States saw Ye Futian as the latter and not the Palace Lord of a holy land. Therefore, they had been trying to incite Ye Futian to make a move. Those geniuses wanted to personally spar with Ye Futian and discuss the Great Path with him. Those of the older generation also wanted to see how strong Ye Futian was and how he compared to the geniuses of their holy lands.
Everyone saw Ye Futian as a figure of this era who would advance side by side with the younger generation.
But at this moment, Ye Futian's words were a declaration to them that he was the Lord of a holy land. He only needed to sit and watch the situation unfold and witness the geniuses of the Nine States compete.
He himself was an era and did not need to compete with the geniuses of the Nine States.
Around the platform, countless eyes stared at Ye Futian. Light flowed on his body. He was peerless and arrogant, as if no one in the world could compete with him. Many geniuses thought Ye Futian was too arrogant, but they could not refute. He was the Palace Lord of a holy land. This was a fact. When he took over the Holy Zhi Palace of the Barren State, the palace was weak and Zhisheng Cliffs was riding on its head.
Now, facing the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty, a Sacred War broke out, and he defeated them in one battle and defeated them in the other.
He made such a bold statement as the Palace Lord of the Holy Zhi Palace. Who could refute it?
Moreover, the geniuses of the four holy lands had been defeated by him alone. Who could compete?
If the battle against Zhou Ya in the Nine States Forum was not enough, and the Nether Sword Mound was the matrix, then today's battle on the Nine States Platform proved to the world that he had the talent to stand at the peak of the Nine States. Among the people of the Nine States, how many could compete with him in the same plane?
Today's battle added two more top geniuses to the Nine States, Ye Futian and Yu Sheng.
Even Ying was qualified to do so.
Ye Futian turned and walked back to the throne in front of the stone tablet with the word "Barren". The four geniuses all retreated and returned to their respective holy lands.
Previously, Ye Futian had given everyone a chance to fight. Since no one stepped forward, there would naturally be no one else to challenge him now.
The Nine State Platform was a grand event for the Nine State College's recruitment of disciples, but it was Ye Futian's and Yu Sheng's fame that resulted.
The Barren State had once again demonstrated its astounding potential.
At this time, the cultivators of the Barren State were all in the area around the throne. Their expressions were solemn, and they felt honored.
In the past, the people of the Barren State had been isolated from the Nine States. They probably did not have the confidence to face the people of the Nine States' holy lands. This was evident when Kong Yao of Zhisheng Cliffs brought Qin Zhong to the Holy Zhi Palace.
However, today, no matter where they were, they dared to raise their heads and say where they came from.
Although there would be another fierce battle, the people of the Barren State were not afraid.
Now, the Holy Zhi Palace was confident that its lineup below the Saint Plane was not weaker than that of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty. It was no longer as nervous as before the Sacred War began.
They had a strong belief that the Barren State would definitely win this Sacred War.
At this moment, their biggest crisis was Sage Douzhan. The Great Zhou Sacred King was eyeing them covetously. Now that the Holy Zhi Palace was so strong, the Great Zhou Sacred King would not let it go. He would definitely kill Sage Douzhan.
But even if something happened to Sage Douzhan, the Holy Zhi Palace would not fall. They would one day follow Ye Futian and flatten the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty.
In the two great battles of the Sacred War, many people had died. Who could be sure that they would not die?
Even people as strong as You Chi and Sage Jingang were seriously injured.
Of course, they hoped that the Barren State would have a second Saint in the Holy Zhi Palace. But if the worst happened, they would not waver.
Presumably, Sage Douzhan had the same belief. In the battle outside the Holy Zhi Palace, he had done so.
Around the platform, the people of the holy lands all looked in the direction of the Barren State. The figures beside Ye Futian all had extremely determined eyes.
War was sometimes the best baptism. This Sacred War had made the Barren State transform. Their will was truly unified. Everyone was fighting for one belief.
From the people of the Barren State, the cultivators of the Nine State Platform could faintly feel that atmosphere. Saint Li said, "That's all for today. You can all disperse."
As Saint Li's voice fell, the crowd was faintly restless. But there were still many people sitting there, as if waiting for something.
In the outer area, many cultivators squeezed into the crowd like an army. They moved in the direction of the Great Zhou Sacred King.
A strange atmosphere spread. A storm was brewing.
Many cultivators retreated and made way.
In the direction of the Barren State, there was also a surge of people. Many cultivators began to move and converged in the direction of Ye Futian. Those top figures stood beside Ye Futian and Sage Douzhan, guarding against the cultivators of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty.
Saint Li had already announced that the matter of the Nine State College was over. The next grievances would be between the two holy lands.
"Teacher, if you want to go back to the Palace to cross the Divine Catastrophe, we will escort you back," Ye Futian said in a low voice.
When the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty learned that his teacher had come to the Nine State College, the Great Zhou Sacred King personally led people to come. At the same time, he mobilized an army to come to the Nine State City, wanting to keep them all here. That was why everything had happened. The Village Chief and Qin Zhuang went to the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty to contain them, and the Holy Zhi Palace sent troops to intercept them.
All of these actions were for today.
Now they were all clear about their teacher's situation. He could not use power. Once the power of rules was used, it would lead to the Divine Catastrophe. Since the Great Zhou Sacred King had set up an inescapable trap, he naturally wanted Sage Douzhan to cross the Divine Catastrophe and enter the Saint Plane. Once he entered the Saint Plane, he would kill him.
"No need. Since they want to see it, let it be here," Sage Douzhan said. The Great Zhou Sacred King stared at him, which meant that it was only a matter of time. There was no use in delaying it. Moreover, once they delayed it, the other side's two Saints would come together. Wouldn't that be worse?
Therefore, there was no need.
Today, at this moment, was the time for him to cross the Divine Catastrophe.
If this Divine Catastrophe was destined to be his death, he would have no complaints. But before that, there were still some things to do.
"Okay." Ye Futian nodded, and his expression suddenly became extremely tenacious.
Teacher would be fine.
At this time, Qin Zhuang walked in front of Sage Douzhan and handed him a divine implement, saying, "You Chi took it off him and asked me to give it to you."
Sage Douzhan looked at the divine implement armor with a solemn expression. He then took it and strode out, directly stepping into the central area of the Nine State Platform.
In an instant, countless eyes stared at him.
Was Sage Douzhan, the Palace Lord of the Holy Zhi Palace of the Barren State, about to cross the Divine Catastrophe and enter the Saint Plane?
"Senior." At this time, Ye Futian looked at Saint Li and said, "Can you get everyone to evacuate this area?"
Saint Li knew what Ye Futian meant. He looked around and said, "All unrelated people, evacuate 100 miles away."
Next, there would be a Sacred War.
Everyone retreated and left the area. They also knew that what was going to happen next could affect a large area. Those who were not strong enough would be hit by the aftermath and could die here.
Even the cultivators of the holy lands of Summer State were retreating, leaving the area of the Nine State Platform. They stopped in the void and looked over.
Saint Li waved his hand and personally led the people of the Nine State College to retreat.
Soon, in the area of the Nine State Platform, the two forces were clearly separated. They were the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty and the Holy Zhi Palace.
The army of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty that came to Nine State City finally appeared in sight. The Great Zhou Sacred King's most elite army, the Golden Phoenix Army, had all arrived.
In addition, there was also the army led by Nie Gai, a cultivator on the Sage and Saint Ranking. These were the two most elite armies of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty.
These two armies were originally prepared for Ye Futian and the others, to bury them in Nine State City.
In addition, those who were killed by Qin Zhuang and You Chi had also come to Nine State City. At this moment, they were gathered with the Great Zhou Sacred King. Although they had suffered heavy losses, at this moment, they were gathered together and still gathered into an army.
"Form the matrix," Ye Futian said. Suddenly, the cultivators of the Barren State moved and began to form the matrix.
In the center of the Law Battle Platform, Sage Douzhan took a deep breath and then looked up at the sky.
His arms trembled and he clenched his fists. In an instant, a terrifying power was born on his body.
The whistling wind blew and the power on Sage Douzhan's body gradually grew stronger. The wind whistled and became more and more violent.
Above the sky, the wind roared and an extremely terrifying will of the rules of the Great Path flowed between heaven and earth.
Very quickly, all the cultivators around the platform felt the suffocating pressure. It was as if it could suppress the heavens.
"Boom!"
On Sage Douzhan's body, a monstrous aura rushed into the sky. Above the sky, the wind and clouds danced, and the rules of the Great Path were born between heaven and earth. At this moment, countless people in Nine State City looked up at the terrifying storm brewing above their heads. It was as if the pressure of the Heavenly Path had come to the world.
"Is this the catastrophe of the Great Path?" Countless people's hearts trembled. Just the pressure of the Great Path made people want to worship and prostrate themselves on the ground.
It was too strong. No wonder the cultivators of the Saint Plane were detached from the mortal world and separated from all living things. They were not on the same level and were called the Saint Plane.
"Come."
Sage Douzhan raised his head and roared. The heavens and earth shook violently and a wave of air swept out. His body became towering and tall, like a god of war. He did not put on a divine implement before crossing the catastrophe. Instead, he was shirtless. His bronze skin was full of endless power.
In the terrifying storm, a light of catastrophe fell from the sky. The pressure of the Great Path descended and many people felt a sense of suffocation. The cultivators who had retreated far away and some who had low cultivation felt their legs tremble.
Boom! Crack!
The light of catastrophe of the Great Path descended, causing the light on Sage Douzhan to become even more dazzling. Above his body, endless light flowed and a terrible power rushed into his body.
However, this time, Sage Douzhan only felt that his body was full of endless power. Every part of his body was like this. Even the light of catastrophe of the Great Path could not easily shake him.
The Great Zhou Sacred King stared at Sage Douzhan. When he heard that Sage Douzhan had come to the Nine State College, he knew what he wanted to do. The Barren State wanted to continue to create a Saint, but how could it be so simple?
The final outcome of the Sacred War would be determined by the strongest person, and as long as the Holy Zhi Palace of the Barren State produced a Saint, he would kill one.
Even if the disciples of the Barren State were all extremely talented, so what? He was the moat that blocked the Barren State's Saint Plane.
Enter and die.
Ye Futian also looked at Sage Douzhan. Today, his teacher had entered the Saint Plane. No one could stop him.
"Pass my order, surround him." Ye Futian stepped out and ordered the army!
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