Saint Zhi's words immediately put the Barren State in an extremely dangerous situation.
This way, the Holy Zhi Palace of the Barren State would be facing three holy lands.
The three holy lands joining forces was to put the Barren State in a dead end, leaving them no chance of survival.
After this wedding banquet, there would probably be great waves.
"Is Zhisheng Cliffs going to kick us when we're down?" Ye Futian said sarcastically. "Since Xihua Sacred Mountain invited me here today, then there's no need for me to attend this wedding banquet. Farewell."
As he said this, he took to the air and prepared to leave. He had no intention of walking down Xihua Sacred Mountain.
The cultivators of the Barren State all took to the air and headed down Xihua Sacred Mountain.
"Palace Lord Ye, please wait." At this moment, a voice was heard. Ye Futian stopped and turned his eyes. He saw a figure walking out from the ceremonial platform.
The person who walked out was dressed in luxurious clothes. It was the main character of today's wedding banquet, Liu Zong.
"What is it?" Ye Futian asked coldly.
"I have already explained what happened in the Nether Sword Mound. The Chess Saint is a saint of the Eastern State. If we want to save the Chess Saint, some sacrifices are unavoidable. If all the saints present were to face the same situation today, I would make the same choice." Liu Zong walked in the air, looking righteous and righteous.
If one did not know Liu Zong well, they would have been fooled. When this person was boasting, his expression did not change at all.
"However, Palace Lord Ye has humiliated me many times. Even if you are a guest today and your talent is the best in the Nine States, I still want to learn a thing or two from you today." Liu Zong continued to walk forward, and suddenly, a great force condensed in the air. Majestic rule power surged between heaven and earth, the wind and clouds changed, and the Great Path resonated with Liu Zong's body as the center, releasing a shocking force and rushing in Ye Futian's direction.
"Not interested," Ye Futian said indifferently and continued to walk away.
"Since Palace Lord Ye is not interested, then do as you please," Liu Zong said and continued to walk forward. Liu Zong spoke and continued forward. Suddenly, many afterimages appeared in the air. They were all Liu Zong's silhouettes. His voice rang out one after another. It was as if he was everywhere, occupying the entire space. This caused many people to reveal strange expressions. Even the Saints were slightly shocked when they sensed the boundless might radiating from the countless silhouettes.
The disciples of the three saints of Xihua Sacred Mountain were indeed worthy of their reputation.
"Palace Lord Ye, please."
Above the sky, countless voices spoke at the same time. This voice caused heaven and earth to tremble and the Great Path to resonate. The countless figures of Liu Zong merged into one and turned into a terrible storm, descending in front of Ye Futian. He was like a huge god. Golden light bloomed, and his might pressed down on the sky. That huge, god-like figure slapped out his palm and pressed down on Ye Futian. Its power was so strong that the void space seemed to be on the verge of exploding.
Ye Futian, who had turned around, seemed exceptionally small in front of the god-like figure. It was as if the palm was enough to shatter him into nothingness.
A formless current burst from Ye Futian's body. He raised his fist and punched forward. Starry rules crushed everything in its path, colliding with the boundless palm print.
With a loud bang, a violent airflow swept out. Many Saints below waved their hands to release pressure to block the aftermath of the attack. The airflow swept across the sky, setting off a hurricane.
Up in the air, Ye Futian's body had been sent flying into the distance, while Liu Zong was still standing proudly in his original spot, unmoving. His gorgeous robe fluttered in the wind, making him look unparalleled.
"Has Ye Futian been repelled?"
The people of the holy lands of the Nine States below trembled when they saw this scene. As strong as Ye Futian was, he was known to be unparalleled in his generation in the Nine States. This seemed to be the first time that he had been repelled by someone of his generation in a head-on confrontation.
Of course, Liu Zong's plane was higher than his, so it was normal for him to be repelled. But after all, it was Ye Futian. In the minds of many, this peerless genius who came out of nowhere should not have been defeated.
On the ceremonial platform, Zhou Ziyi's beautiful eyes stared at her husband, Liu Zong. Her eyes were full of pride. This was her man. So what if it was Ye Futian? He had been repelled and defeated all the same.
"All the forces of the Nine States are fighting to see who can suppress a generation. I will bear witness to it all," at this time, Ji Mo of the Hall of Holy Light said indifferently, with a hint of mockery in his eyes.
Bear witness?
He himself would be suppressed as well.
"Is this how Xihua Sacred Mountain treats its guests?" Ye Futian seemed to be very angry and said, "We will meet again."
As he said this, he walked away. The people of the Barren State glanced at Liu Zong coldly and left with him.
Soon, all of them disappeared from the view of the crowd.
At the banquet of Xihua Sacred Mountain, many people looked at Ye Futian's departing figure with thoughtful eyes.
"It seems that on this trip with the Princess to the trial, the people of all the holy lands have improved a lot," someone said.
"Ye Futian thinks too highly of himself. He refused the invitation of the Little Princess and deluded himself into thinking that he is unparalleled in the Nine States."
Saint Zhi and Kong Yao, who was beside him, sneered. Although it was just a casual confrontation, but Liu Zong repelled Ye Futian, which was of great significance. In this way, those forces who wanted to get close to Ye Futian should think carefully.
For example, the Yue Clan of the Summer State.
But at this time, Saint Xia raised his cup and gently swirled it, looking thoughtful.
Just now, he had naturally felt Ye Futian's aura. He was an upper-level Magi.
According to the news that his Xia Clan had found out, when Ye Futian broke through the Jiutian Ranking, he was a mid-level Magi. Those he defeated were basically all upper-level Magi.
Would the people of Jiutian Temple be weak?
Even if the people below were weaker, but what about the Ninth Layer of Heaven?
Pei Qianying, the son of the Sword Saint, a cultivator of Lihen Heaven, had also accompanied the Little Princess to the trial, like Liu Zong. But it was said that he had been crushed by Ye Futian in a humiliating way, and his Life Spirit had been destroyed.
In this way, Ye Futian should not have been repelled by a single blow from Liu Zong.
Then there was only one possibility: Ye Futian was deliberately showing weakness.
But what was his purpose in doing so?
Could it be that because the three holy lands had joined forces, Ye Futian felt the pressure, so he deliberately did not perform so well, lest the three holy lands attack him at all costs?
By showing weakness, he had numbed his opponents.
In addition to Saint Xia, the Glass Saint also thought that Ye Futian had deliberately done so. Before, Ye Futian had personally told her that he had fought his way to the Ninth Layer of Heaven of the Jiutian Platform, and that Saint Xia had come for him personally.
In addition, before Ye Futian left, he had asked her a question telepathically.
Did all the holy lands of the Nine States have a trace of Emperor Xia's will?
She was thinking, what was the meaning of this sentence?
Liu Zong seemed very calm after defeating Ye Futian. He returned to the ceremonial platform and bowed slightly to everyone, saying, "I apologize for disturbing everyone's mood. My wife and I will now propose a toast to all of you."
As he said this, the two walked down from the side of the ceremonial platform.
Saint Xihua and the Great Zhou Sacred King personally accompanied them. After all, all the saints were present today, the top figures of the Nine States. Since the other side had given them face, they naturally had to return the favor.
"After the banquet, Great Zhou Sacred King and Saint Zhi will first return to the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty and Zhisheng Cliffs, lest Ye Futian returns to the Barren State to mobilize the army and launch a sneak attack on the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty and Zhisheng Cliffs. With the current situation, it is possible that he wants to fight to the death," Saint Xihua transmitted his voice to Great Zhou Sacred King and Saint Zhi.
"When he returns to the Barren State, we will have already returned to the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty. Moreover, even without me, the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty has a matrix, and it is not something that the people of the Barren State can take down," Great Zhou Sacred King said confidently.
Saint Zhi sat there quietly and drank. He was also not worried. Ye Futian and the others who came would not be able to do much. Would they dare to attack Zhisheng Cliffs?
After today, the three sides would each take a side and discuss the grand plan to destroy the Holy Zhi Palace and annex the Barren State. Saint Xihua and Great Zhou Sacred King had already promised him that after taking down the Barren State, Zhisheng Cliffs could occupy the Holy Zhi Palace, and the Sage Hall of the Holy Zhi Palace would belong to Zhisheng Cliffs, and they would also get half of the divine implement that they had plundered. Such conditions were enough to tempt him.
Moreover, Zhisheng Cliffs and the Holy Zhi Palace already had a grudge, so they naturally could not watch the Barren State rise.
…
After Ye Futian and the others left Xihua Sacred Mountain, they flew on their swords.
Above the firmament, a giant sword traversed the void and moved forward at an incredible speed.
Ye Futian and the others stood on the giant sword, and Huang Jiuge asked, "Why did you let him go?"
They naturally knew Ye Futian's strength. How could Liu Zong push Ye Futian back with one blow?
"This is Xihua Sacred Mountain. If they want to see me lose, then so be it," Ye Futian said indifferently. He had no interest in fighting Liu Zong. If he won, could he kill him?
Xihua Sacred Mountain and the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty had invited him, so they naturally would not do anything to him. However, if he killed Liu Zong and killed the Son of Xihua in public, it would be equivalent to giving them an excuse.
"Village Chief, head in that direction." Ye Futian pointed northwest and said.
The Village Chief had a strange look and said, "That is not the direction to the Barren State."
The Barren State was directly north of the Eastern State.
"To Yu State," Ye Futian said.
"Yu State." Everyone's eyes were sharp, and they all looked at Ye Futian.
"Zhisheng Cliffs," Ye Futian continued, and everyone's hearts trembled.
The sword pointed at Yu State, Zhisheng Cliffs.
"Alright." The Village Chief did not ask why and turned straight away, heading towards Yu State. After walking for a while, the Village Chief frowned and said, "There is a great demon approaching."
"Don't worry, my demonic beast. Bring all the demonic beasts along the way," Ye Futian said. A demonic beast descended from the sky, and the giant sword flashed past, meeting up with the great demon. Suddenly, the body of the demonic beast landed on the giant sword, and they moved together.
As they moved forward, great demons continued to appear above the void, causing everyone's hearts to tremble. They did not expect Ye Futian to have secretly made arrangements. This was probably to prevent the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty from intercepting them.
"Village Chief, your speed should be faster than Saint Zhi's. The Barren State is closer to Yu State, and I have already asked my teacher to take people there," Ye Futian said again.
"No problem." The Village Chief nodded, and the giant sword sped up, crossing the void.
It seemed that Ye Futian had lost to Liu Zong just to leave the impression that he had retreated in defeat. He had retreated calmly, and the three holy lands were probably still feeling smug.
At this moment, behind Ye Futian, the Sword Demon, Zhuge Qingfeng, and the others all had sharp eyes. Was it time to collect the debt of what happened all those years ago?
"What about Emperor Xia?" Zhuge Qingfeng was still a little worried.
"When Zhisheng Cliffs attacked the Holy Zhi Palace, they did not inform Emperor Xia. Emperor Xia already knows about the grudge between us and Zhisheng Cliffs. Moreover, now that the three holy lands have joined forces to bully the Barren State, do I still have to abide by the rules and fight them head-on?" Ye Futian's expression was cold. Was he looking to die?
"Moreover, we are not going to destroy Zhisheng Cliffs, but to collect the debt of what happened all those years ago. We can ask Emperor Xia, and ask him to personally set the rules of this Sacred War." Ye Futian looked into the distance.
PS: Thank you, Lin Shengmeng.
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