"Pei Qianying." A cold glint flashed across Ye Futian's deep eyes. "That ritual implement should have more than one name, right?" he said.
"Of course," said the young man with a smile. "I have some other news for you. Pei Qianying comes from a famous family and is a descendant of the Jueying Sword Saint. Moreover, Pei Qianying is on the Jiutian Ranking, so he has a good relationship with the young master of Jiutian Temple. If you want to cause trouble for Pei Qianying, I'm afraid it won't be easy, especially in Jiutian Temple. Even if there are saints here, don't act rashly."
This was just a euphemistic way of putting it. If Ye Futian was a cultivator from the Lower Worlds like Ye Wuchen and the others, he would have no choice but to swallow this insult. Ye Wuchen would definitely die.
In fact, if it weren't for Xia Qingyuan, the Jueying Sword Saint would have destroyed his life spirit and stripped him of the sword will he had refined.
"The Jueying Sword Saint."
Beside Ye Futian, a strange look flashed in the Village Chief's eyes. Ye Futian looked at him and said, "You know him?"
The Village Chief nodded slightly. "He came to visit and was refused."
Ye Futian's eyes flashed. He knew who the Village Chief was referring to: the Sword Saint of the Void.
Back then, the Sword Saint of the Void had been invincible in the Nine States. The Sword Matrix of the Void was said to be able to kill all existences of the Saint Plane. One could imagine how powerful the Sword Saint of the Void was at his peak. Since the Jueying Sword Saint was also a sword saint, it was not surprising that he had visited the Sword Saint of the Void.
The young man looked up at the Village Chief. The Tianji Pavilion was known for being omniscient, but its knowledge of the Lower Worlds was limited. There was no need. News from the Lower Worlds was not of much value, at least to the Tianji Pavilion.
"Where are the people from the Lower Worlds now?" Ye Futian continued to ask.
"There are countless cultivators in Emperor Xia's Realm. The Tianji Pavilion will not pay attention to everyone's whereabouts. After all, this is not valuable information. However, they must be in the area near Jiutian Temple. In fact, these days, they have been challenging Jiutian Temple. Now, Gu Dongliu has reached the Eighth Layer of Heaven. Pay attention to the Law Battles in the Eighth Layer of Heaven. You will see him sooner or later," said the young man.
"Why did you break into Jiutian Temple?" Ye Futian asked again. Pei Qianying had stripped Ye Wuchen of his life spirit. What was his connection to Jiutian Temple?
"It is said that Pei Qianying returned to the Upper Worlds after stripping away Ye Wuchen's Life Spirit. The people of the Nine States refused to let it go and paid a price to ask the Little Princess to come forward. Pei Qianying said that if he wanted Ye Wuchen's Life Spirit back, he would have to fight his way to the Ninth Layer of Heaven of the Jiutian Temple to find him, or he would have to go back to the Lower Worlds." The young man looked at Ye Futian and said, "The Princess, Xia Qingyuan, vouched for this and gave the people of the Nine States three months. After that, the people of the Lower Worlds began to enter the Jiutian Temple. But now, only Gu Dongliu has entered the Eighth Layer of Heaven. With one more step, he can enter the Ninth Layer of Heaven and officially challenge Pei Qianying of the Jiutian Ranking."
"Of course, this step is as difficult as ascending to the heavens," the young man said with a smile.
Ye Futian's expression was still cold. He glanced at the young man. The information was simple. In reality, it was not worth the price he had to pay. However, it was extremely important to him.
After asking a few more questions, he left the Tianji Pavilion.
After walking out of the Tianji Pavilion, Ye Futian exuded a cold aura.
Although Wuchen's cultivation talent was limited, his heart was extremely firm. Along the way, he naturally knew that if what the people of the Tianji Pavilion said was true, the sword will that Wuchen had obtained was at least a Saint-level sword will, or even a Renhuang sword will. With Wuchen's personality, he would indeed do everything he could to integrate it into his own Life Spirit.
This was Wuchen's opportunity, but this opportunity had become a disaster. His Life Spirit had been stripped away.
For cultivators, the stripping of a Life Spirit was equivalent to the removal of an extremely important part of the soul. If it was destroyed by the other party, it would directly cause Wuchen's realm to plummet. His spiritual power would be weakened. Not to mention progress, he would not even be able to reach his previous heights.
In the past, his teacher, Hua Fengliu, was a good example.
Pei Qianying was unforgivable.
Returning to the bottom of the Jiutian Temple, Ye Futian looked up at the endless figures in the sky and the brilliant Law Battlefield. He said, "Yu Sheng and I will participate in the Law Battles of the Jiutian Temple."
"Very well." The Village Chief nodded, and then the three of them walked towards the Jiutian Temple. The first level of the Jiutian Temple did not require any price to be paid. Everyone could watch the battles from below, and they could even see the Law Battle Platforms higher up in the sky.
The Nine States Temple only set up the Law Battle Platforms for the three Sages. For Emperor Xia's Realm, the Noble Plane was too low and unattractive. The Saint Plane was too strong. Who would participate in the Law Battles?
The Sage Plane was suitable for all cultivators to watch. Even the Saint Plane figures would sometimes come to watch the battles between the younger generation.
There were nine Law Battle Platforms in the First Layer of Heaven of the Jiutian Temple. There were nine major areas, and there were three each for the Sages, Magi, and Archmages.
Ye Futian and Yu Sheng were not together, but in the area of the two adjacent Law Battle Platforms.
Sitting on the grandstand, Ye Futian looked up and could see the Law Battle Platform in the sky. It was surrounded by the light of matrices. The stairs up and down were full of figures, going up one level at a time. The cultivators of Emperor Xia's Realm were far more enthusiastic about martial arts than those of the Nine States.
There were many people fighting at the same time on the Law Battle Platform. Each battle was fought by a hundred people, and the rankings were determined until the last person could continue to participate in the Law Battles.
Therefore, each battle was extremely intense. This was only the First Layer of Heaven. The battles in the Upper Third Layer of Heaven were all battles between the top geniuses. Each battle was enough to make people's blood boil. Of course, the battles in the Upper Third Layer of Heaven were far less frequent than the battles in the First Layer of Heaven. The rules were also different, and there were not many people who could step into the Upper Third Layer of Heaven.
After a long time, the battles of the hundred people ended.
The person who came first was naturally the center of attention. He was qualified to go to the Fourth Layer of Heaven to participate in the Law Battles, directly jumping over the Second and Third Layers of Heaven.
"Let's continue to the next round. Who wants to fight?" At this time, on the Law Battle Platform, an elder looked down at the grandstand and said. As his voice fell, suddenly many figures flashed out. They were all cultivators who had come to participate in the Law Battles.
The Jiutian Platform was an extremely suitable place for tempering one's combat ability. Moreover, one could see cultivators who cultivated in various rule powers, which was of great benefit to one's own cultivation. Of course, if one could fight their way into the Jiutian Ranking, it was the dream of countless cultivators in Emperor Xia's Realm.
Ye Futian stood up. His figure flashed, and he stepped into the void. Soon, he landed on the void Law Battle Platform.
The Law Battles of the First Layer of Heaven, as long as they met the plane requirements, could directly participate.
"Wang Yin." At this time, countless eyes fell on one person in the grandstand. The young man wore a gorgeous golden robe, and his temperament was extremely outstanding. When he appeared on the Law Battle Platform, the people around him seemed to be overshadowed.
"As expected, Wang Yin also came to challenge the Nine State Platform. This is his first time coming to Jiutian Temple. I wonder which layer of heaven he can step into."
"There is no doubt who will be first in this battle. After the first battle, he will directly step into the Fourth Layer of Heaven."
Many people on the grandstand discussed. Obviously, Wang Yin was very famous, but he had not participated in the Law Battles before. This would be his first show in Jiutian Temple.
Even on the grandstand, some of Wang Yin's elders came to support him and watch the battle.
This would be Wang Yin's first step into the Jiutian Ranking.
On the platform, a beautiful woman looked at Wang Yin with a smile and said, "Brother, you have to show mercy."
"Sister, it should be no problem for you to go to the Third Layer of Heaven," said Wang Yin. The second and third place in each round of battles could directly jump to the Second Layer of Heaven and qualify for the Law Battles of the Third Layer of Heaven.
Many people around looked at Wang Yin and the woman, secretly cursing their bad luck. Wang Yin was one of the most outstanding disciples of the third generation of a Saint-level force, and he was quite famous. He did not set foot in Jiutian Temple until now, when he had entered the upper level of Magi. Obviously, he wanted to enter the Jiutian Ranking in one fell swoop.
Since this woman was Wang Yin's sister, she obviously also came from the Qianshen Clan. Her strength must be very strong, and with Wang Yin protecting her, two of the top three places could be taken away.
It seemed that this Law Battle was rather unlucky. He could only try his best and continue to participate in the Law Battles later.
After a while, a hundred cultivators of the Magi Plane appeared on the Law Battle Platform. Suddenly, the matrix was activated, surrounding everyone, shrouding them in a huge light curtain to prevent the battle from affecting the grandstand area.
"You can begin," the elder announced. As his voice fell, in an instant, the vast Law Battle Platform erupted with an extremely terrifying aura. The Law Battle Platform area was hundreds of feet high and extremely wide. Even if it was a battle between Sages, it would not seem narrow at all.
Lin Yuxiu, like Wang Yin, came from the Qianshen Clan. She had also just entered the upper level of the Magi Plane. A dazzling light spread out from her body, and in an instant, hundreds of swords appeared around her body, clanking, and each sword was like a real divine instrument.
Her figure flickered, and suddenly hundreds of swords showed different trajectories and moved forward. She stood in the middle of the swords, looking extraordinary.
In an instant, hundreds of swords attacked a cultivator, swallowing and spitting out terrifying Sword Will. The space was full of terrible killing will, and in an instant, the cultivator who was attacked only felt that his spiritual will was about to be pierced and torn apart by the Sword Qi.
The cultivator formed a seal with both hands, and suddenly a huge golden light screen appeared in front of him to block the swords. However, the swords directly stabbed down, one after another, aiming at the same place. Soon, the golden light screen shattered, and the swords became one, turning into incomparably dazzling lightning, flashing away.
In an instant, blood bloomed from the cultivator, and the Sword Qi penetrated his body. He fell from the sky and left the battlefield unwillingly.
In other directions, powerful battles erupted. Wang Yin stood there quietly, watching Lin Yuxiu attack. He thought that with her strength, even without his protection, she would still be able to enter the top three.
"Yuxiu's strength can reach above the Fourth Layer of Heaven," someone in the stands said. It was a Sage level figure from the Qianshen Clan. They had come to support Wang Yin.
However, the battles of the First Layer of Heaven were not very meaningful. The key was the subsequent battles, the top three layers of heaven.
Ye Futian stood quietly in a place, calmly watching the battles on the platform. The cultivators of the Upper Worlds were not necessarily stronger than those of the Nine States, but overall, they had entered the Sage Plane at a younger age. It should be because Emperor Xia's Realm contained richer Spiritual Qi of heaven and earth, the aura of rules, and a stronger cultivation environment.
At this time, a sharp aura came towards Ye Futian. He turned his eyes and saw Lin Yuxiu riding her sword to attack.
Lin Yuxiu's beautiful eyes stared at Ye Futian. This person's temperament was extraordinary, and he was handsome. However, like Brother Wang Yin, he did not participate in the battle. He stood calmly on the side, watching others being eliminated one by one. How could he get what he wanted?
Wang Yin also looked in this direction. Before, he had noticed Ye Futian standing there casually, as if he had nothing to do with it.
However, unless he was so strong that others did not dare to challenge him, was it possible to stay out of it?
The powerful Sword Will made Ye Futian feel a stabbing pain in his spiritual will. He looked up and glanced at Lin Yuxiu, his body still standing there quietly without moving.
"Arrogant." Lin Yuxiu saw that Ye Futian ignored her like this, and all the swords swept over, as fast as lightning, and were about to penetrate Ye Futian's body.
However, when the swords came in front of Ye Futian, they suddenly stopped, clanking, and seemed to be trembling.
Not only the swords, but Lin Yuxiu also felt that her body seemed to be unable to move, as if she was being controlled by an invisible force.
"Junior-martial sister," Wang Yin called out.
"I can't move." Lin Yuxiu's face was pale, obviously knowing that she had encountered a very powerful person.
As her voice fell, everyone on the grandstand was shocked, and countless eyes fell on Ye Futian. They had thought that this battle would not have much suspense, but it seemed that things had taken a turn.
Wang Yin directly stepped out, towards Ye Futian in the void, and said, "Let go."
Ye Futian glanced at him, and the rule power disappeared. Lin Yuxiu, who had been struggling to move forward, suddenly rushed forward. Extremely sharp swords stabbed at Ye Futian's body, but there was a crisp sound, and none of the swords could pierce his skin.
Lin Yuxiu also rushed towards Ye Futian, but she saw Ye Futian raise his palm and slap out, and a palm print directly hit Lin Yuxiu's chest, slapping her body away.
It seemed that the two of them were not at the same level at all.
Lin Yuxiu's face was pale, and she only felt a sharp pain in her chest. Wang Yin glanced at her, then stared coldly at Ye Futian, and walked towards Ye Futian step by step. Every step was like a sharp sword coming to kill, trying to pierce through Ye Futian's spiritual will power.
"You go and defeat the others, and you can still get into the top three," Ye Futian said to Wang Yin.
Wang Yin's expression changed slightly, and then his voice was extremely cold. "You are too presumptuous."
What Ye Futian meant was that he was too lazy to do it himself, and let him defeat the others. As for the first place, he had already decided.
In an instant, an extremely sharp aura swept out, and a terrible silver storm appeared behind Wang Yin as he released his Life Spirit.
Ye Futian glanced at him indifferently, then took a step forward, rushing into the incomparably sharp rule storm like lightning, letting the extremely violent rules attack his body, but he did not move.
Wang Yin felt a strong threat. He wanted to retreat, but he felt that his body seemed to be frozen, unable to move.
Bang. A loud noise came out, and the bones in his chest instantly exploded, and Wang Yin's body flew out!
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