The pressure of the two saints was terrifying. Even if their strength was limited in the imperial mausoleum, the power of the saints still swept through the void.
Ye Futian glanced at Saint Xihua. He did not expect that in the imperial mausoleum, some of the accumulated grievances would explode.
A sword appeared in the hand of the Glass Saint. The sword was cold like the moon, and it seemed to be able to freeze the souls of people. At this moment, there was no gentleness and gentleness in the eyes of the Glass Saint. There was only coldness that kept people away.
It seemed that this was the other side of the Glass Saint.
Many saints in the Nine States only knew that the Glass Saint cultivated ice elemental abilities, but they did not know that she was also good with the sword.
"The Love Destroyer." The Great Zhou Sacred King glanced at the sword in the hand of the Glass Saint. She had used this sword to cut off the head of her fiancé.
The name of the sword was the Love Destroyer, and it cut off all emotions.
Moreover, it could cut the Way.
She did not look at the Great Zhou Sacred King and Saint Xihua, but continued to move forward. With the sword in her hand, it seemed that she was not afraid of the two figures ranked above her on the Saint Ranking.
On the body of the Great Zhou Sacred King, a shadow of a golden phoenix appeared, as if it had merged with his body. Holy light surrounded it, and the dazzling golden brilliance flowed, causing the golden phoenix to grow larger and larger, covering the sky and turning into the Ninth Heaven Divine Phoenix.
Even if they were limited by the rules of the imperial mausoleum, the saints had their own rules of the Great Path. They themselves were the Way.
Raising his hand, the Great Zhou Sacred King slapped in the direction of the Glass Saint. The Ninth Heaven Divine Phoenix roared and flew out. There was a dazzling light between heaven and earth, heading for the seemingly weak body of the Glass Saint.
The Glass Saint lashed out with the Love Destroyer in her hand, cutting through the threads of love and the Great Path. A cold silver-white light appeared in that space, directly breaking through the shadow of the Jiutian Divine Phoenix, and slashed down toward the overbearing and majestic body of the Great Zhou Sacred King.
The Great Zhou Sacred King lashed out with his palm again, blocking the blade of light. However, he could vaguely feel that the Sword of the Way had cut right into his mind, severing his spiritual will and the path that he had cultivated.
Back then, he could have stepped into the Saint Plane decades earlier, but he was stopped by the Glass Saint. She cut off the foundation of his Divine Path and wanted to cut off his Divine Path.
Glass Saint, who had experienced what had happened back then, was not as gentle as she usually looked. She was extremely decisive and her heart was firm.
Everything she had done was for the sake of killing Zhou Zhiming one day.
The two of them fought fiercely, instantly setting off a terrifying storm in that space. Many cultivators retreated. Even though the two of them were suppressing each other, the aftermath was still terrifying. However, the people in the Imperial Mausoleum at this moment were all extraordinary figures.
The group of people did not stop moving forward, and they moved extremely quickly. Even the Great Zhou Sacred King and the Glass Saint, who were fighting, were fighting as they moved forward.
In front of the Imperial Mausoleum, there was a dazzling three-story ancient temple. In front of the ancient temple, there were two statue-like puppets on both sides, standing guard. Above the ancient temple, there was also an incomparably dazzling golden bell. This ancient bell was constantly spinning, releasing dazzling divine splendor, like the bell of Renhuang.
Below the ancient palace, there were countless puppets guarding it like an army. In front of them, there was a huge space that looked like a formation. There was a huge Eight Trigrams diagram, and this diagram was the only path to the ancient palace.
Xia Qingyuan, Li Yao, and the others walked forward, following the formation, wanting to directly step into the ancient palace of the Imperial Mausoleum.
However, the two puppets stood there, like gods guarding the left and right. The middle-aged scholar next to Li Yao walked forward with a sword in hand. With one sword strike, heaven and earth split open, and he slashed at the puppets that had moved to the center and blocked their way.
The sword fell, but the sword that could cut through the void did not manage to split the puppets in half. The two puppets were surrounded by a terrifying aura of gold diabolical qi, which faintly transformed into gold diabolical armor. They raised their hands and slapped at the middle-aged scholar. Huge palm prints that blotted out the sky descended. The middle-aged scholar felt a huge threat and quickly retreated.
But the palm print seemed to follow him like a shadow, covering the sky. He roared and flew, slashing out three thousand sword lights in an instant. There was only one sword in the vast world.
"Bang." With a loud noise, the arms of the two puppets crushed down, and the sword light was annihilated. The middle-aged scholar felt that something was wrong, and his body turned into a sword, retreating like a long rainbow.
Another violent sound came out, and the middle-aged scholar's body was slapped down. He screamed and fell to the ground. His legs were pierced by the aura of the Golden Fiend, and then turned into nothingness bit by bit. It was extremely miserable.
The two puppets separated, one on the left and one on the right, still guarding there, guarding the ancient items in the Imperial Mausoleum.
The Glass Saint and the Great Zhou Sacred King were still fighting, and the two were fighting each other, and the battle was getting more and more intense.
At this time, a terrible aura was coming from Saint Xihua.
"Be careful," Ye Futian warned, and as soon as his voice fell, Saint Xihua finally made his move.
His speed was extremely fast, and the moment he made his move, he turned into a series of afterimages, and his dazzling body descended directly behind the Glass Saint. The Imperial Mausoleum limited the power of the Great Path, so close combat was the most suitable method.
A terrible suffocating pressure descended, and at this moment, the Glass Saint only felt her heart beating violently, and it was difficult for her to breathe. In her divine will, the figure of Saint Xihua appeared.
Her left hand stretched out and slapped behind her. Heaven and earth were frozen, and everything was about to turn into ice sculptures, but Saint Xihua still blasted out without any hesitation. Thousands of palm prints overlapped, and the power of the ice was shattered. At this moment, the Glass Saint only felt that her internal organs and heart had been shattered. She grunted and spat out a mouthful of blood.
Her sword slashed down, forcing the Great Zhou Sacred King to retreat, and at the same time, her body flew back with the help of Saint Xihua's attack.
Blood flowed from the corner of the Glass Saint's mouth, and her long black hair was a little messy. She, who was as cold as ice, gave a sense of poignant beauty at this moment.
Many people around secretly thought that Saint Xihua was really ruthless, disregarding his own reputation and joining forces with the Great Zhou Sacred King to attack, seizing the opportunity to suddenly attack.
"Glass Saint, the Great Zhou Sacred King has loved you for many years. Wouldn't it be a wonderful thing if you married into the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty and became the Sacred King's empress?" Saint Xihua looked at the Glass Saint and said. The Glass Saint's face was as calm as water. Her slender hand stretched out, and the sword was in her hand. Her frail body stood there firmly, and a few strands of hair on her forehead flew, and there was a sense of determination in her eyes.
"Princess, the giant bell on the ancient temple is strange. Why don't you try ringing it?" At this time, Ye Futian said to Xia Qingyuan. Xia Qingyuan looked back at Ye Futian, then raised her head and looked at the rotating ancient bell.
"Sister Glass Saint, when the ancient bell rings, everyone will be attacked. You can take the opportunity to attack," Ye Futian transmitted his voice to the Glass Saint, and a map of the imperial mausoleum appeared in his mind.
This should be the imperial mausoleum where the books were kept, and it was already close to the hinterland. This ancient bell could trigger the matrix.
Suddenly, a cultivator of the Saint Plane rose into the air and directly rang the huge ancient bell.
Clang …
As the bell rang, an incomparably brilliant glow bloomed from the ancient bell, and in an instant, a pressure of the Great Path descended from the sky. Whether it was saints or sages, at this time, they all felt as if they had been struck by lightning. It was like the ringing of the Renhuang bell, and their minds trembled violently.
This bell was like the sound of the Great Path, penetrating through time and seemed to come from thousands of years ago. The more powerful one's cultivation was, the greater the impact.
Many of the saints present snorted, and their minds were in a trance. The saint who rang the ancient bell was even directly pressed back to the ground. There was a buzzing in his mind, and only the sound of the bell of the Great Path lingered.
The Great Zhou Sacred King was the same. The shadow of the Golden Phoenix on his body seemed to be shattered, and his mind was temporarily blank.
But at this time, she felt a strong sense of danger. She suddenly looked up and saw that his body was gradually covered with ice. It was bone-chilling, and even his soul seemed to be frozen.
The sword appeared directly in his mind, causing him to stop thinking. One sword to destroy the Great Path.
In this instant, brilliant light shot up to the Nine Heavens, and the terrifying shadow of the Golden Phoenix lingered in the air. The blood in his body burned, turning into golden sacred blood, activating the power in his body and not being limited by the power of his opponent.
The sacred beast Golden Phoenix flew out from his body and grabbed the sword, but where the sword went, the Great Path was destroyed.
The shadow of the Golden Phoenix was shattered, and with a crack, the sword pierced straight into the Great Zhou Sacred King's body. The power of the Great Path that could destroy everything burst in a frenzy, and the Great Zhou Sacred King's body was completely burning. His eyes were wide open, and his palm struck out, like a divine golden phoenix penetrating through.
With a loud bang, the Glass Saint's body was hit and sent flying. The sword in her hand brought with it golden blood.
This sudden scene shocked many people, and they did not react. They looked at the two people fighting and saw that the Great Zhou Sacred King's aura was rapidly weakening, and his wounds were constantly healing, but from his pale face, it was obvious that he was injured.
The cultivators of the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty flashed to his side, and Jiang Yuechan caught the Glass Saint.
At this time, the Glass Saint was not in good shape either. Her clothes were stained with blood, and it was shocking to see, but her injuries were obviously much better than the Great Zhou Sacred King's.
The Great Zhou Sacred King glanced at Ye Futian coldly. Why was the Glass Saint able to attack in that instant just now? Obviously, Ye Futian knew something. He and Saint Xihua knew before that this imperial mausoleum may have been left by the ancestors of the Holy Zhi Palace's royal family.
Then it seemed that Ye Futian did indeed know some of the secrets of the imperial mausoleum.
Not only him, but Saint Xihua also glanced at Ye Futian, as well as Saint Ji in the void.
It seemed that Saint Xihua and the Great Zhou Sacred King did not lie to him.
"Follow him closely," Saint Ji said to Ji Ya telepathically. Ji Ya nodded slightly, knowing what to do. As the existence who ranked second on the Sage and Saint Ranking, in the current situation where the cultivators of the Holy Zhi Palace were all left behind by Kong Yao and the others, it would be easy for him to kill Ye Futian.
He naturally knew the agreement between Saint Ji and Saint Xihua. Since Saint Xihua did not lie to his master, then he would naturally fulfill his promise and make Ye Futian unable to walk out of the imperial mausoleum alive.
This was also the reason why the Great Zhou Sacred King and Saint Xihua saw Ye Futian as a dead man. They had long set up a trap to kill Ye Futian!
(End of this chapter)
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