Everyone turned to look at Ye Futian. Behind Ye Futian, the statue also seemed to have come to life, releasing a terrifying pressure of the Great Path. It was as if there was a gigantic shadow that had merged with Ye Futian's will in front of it.
Obviously, the 36 statues carved on the mausoleum could not only suppress everyone but also release a stronger pressure of the Great Path.
Ye Wuchen of the Holy Zhi Palace of the Barren State had done it, and now Ye Futian could do it too.
Saint Xihua seemed to have not heard him. He walked forward and glanced at Huang Xi. The statue of Renhuang was getting brighter and brighter. Obviously, the entrance to the Renhuang mausoleum might be there.
Saint Xihua also released a pressure of the Great Path. Even if his cultivation was limited in the imperial mausoleum, he was still a saint and had comprehended the Way of the Saints. Even if the pressure of the statue was extremely strong and was the pressure of the Great Path, it was only the power of the Divine Path. He was a saint himself, so he would not be afraid.
He could not attack Ye Futian, but if Ye Futian dared to use this power against him, he would naturally fight back. Even if Emperor Xia knew, he could not say that he did not follow the rules, could he?
"Since it is the inheritance of the ancients, it should be obtained by those who are capable. Is the Holy Zhi Palace going to swallow the inheritance of the imperial mausoleum because of your words?"
Saint Xihua walked step by step in the direction of Huang Xi and said, "Ridiculous."
With a saint taking the lead, the others naturally did not care and surrounded Huang Xi. Although the Holy Zhi Palace had many cultivators, it was not enough.
"Sister Glass Saint, can you help me?" Ye Futian asked the Glass Saint, who was not far away.
The Glass Saint nodded. She flashed and came in front of the statue, then turned to face Saint Xihua and the others.
She held the Love Destroyer in her hand, her black hair flying. She looked valiant as she stood with the sword in her hand. Just by looking at her silhouette, one could tell that she was beautiful.
"Glass Saint, you alone may not be enough." Saint Xihua continued forward, and beside him, the Great Zhou Sacred King and Saint Zhi also stepped forward.
Saint Zhi had been staring at Ye Futian, and now he was finally ready to attack. He was waiting for Ye Futian to take the initiative to attack him.
This was obviously an opportunity.
All three of them released a pressure of the Great Path. Their spiritual will was extremely strong, and an invisible force fought against the pressure of the Great Path from the statue.
"Great Zhou Sacred King, take your woman first," Saint Xihua said. he knew that there was no time to wait.
"Do it." The Great Zhou Sacred King uttered with a sharp voice, and the three saints attacked at the same time, heading straight for the Glass Saint.
"Wuchen." Ye Futian shouted. He immediately activated the statue's will to the extreme. His body floated in front of the statue, and a huge shadow appeared. It was as if the statue had manifested itself. He threw a punch, and suddenly the void trembled. It was as if terrifying stars were crashing down, blasting towards the three Saint Plane cultivators.
At the same time, the sword of Ye Wuchen's Life Spirit hummed, and a terrible sword will merged with the statue's will, slashing out like the sword might of the Great Path, splitting the void.
A boundless golden phoenix appeared on the Great Zhou Sacred King's body, blocking out the sky. An extremely sharp golden phoenix sword appeared before the golden phoenix and lashed out at Ye Futian.
"An ant trying to shake a tree." At the same time, Saint Xihua and Saint Zhi attacked at the same time. Even though the three saints had their planes suppressed, their attacks were still terrifying.
Ye Futian and Ye Wuchen were only borrowing the power of the Divine Path. They were saints themselves, and they wanted to fight them?
The violent airflow raged, and the attacks of Ye Futian and Ye Wuchen were directly destroyed by them. But at that moment, the sword of the Glass Saint slashed out. The Great Path was frozen, and the blood seemed to freeze. It was so cold that it made people tremble. The sword light was like a cold moon, destroying the Great Path and emotions. It could not only cut through flesh and blood, but also cut through the will of the Divine Path.
The three saints did not dare to let their guard down when facing the attack of the Glass Saint. They took it seriously and resisted the power of the attack. But they suddenly felt an even stronger will coming from the statue. Ye Futian and Ye Wuchen did not think that the will of the statue could defeat the saints, but as long as they could weaken the strength of the three saints and support the attack of the Glass Saint, it would be enough to stop them.
On Huang Xi's side, the statue of Renhuang grew brighter and brighter. Huang Xi's body had already floated in front of the statue. His spiritual will was integrated into it, and suddenly the incomparably huge mausoleum shook. Everyone's eyes were extremely sharp. The mausoleum of Renhuang might be about to open.
Cultivators from all sides flashed quickly, heading straight for where Huang Xi was. But at that moment, another might of the Divine Path descended. The light of the Nine Words shone, and with the might of the Great Path, it fell down towards Ji Mo, who had lost an arm.
Boom! A loud sound was heard, and Ji Mo's body was shaken so badly that he spat up blood again. His face was pale.
In the first attack, his arm had been cut off by Ye Wuchen. The one who attacked this time was Gu Dongliu, and he had done it.
"Get out of here," Gu Dongliu spat.
Suddenly, the light of the Nine Words burst at the same time, merging with the Great Path and attacking those who were close to Huang Xi. One cultivator after another was sent flying.
Ji Mo's face was extremely gloomy. He was one of the top geniuses of the Hall of Holy Light, and had been named Heavenly Chosen Ones during the trials. He had been humiliated twice, and Gu Dongliu had often opposed him during the trials.
Seeing that everyone still wanted to move forward, a murderous look flashed across Gu Dongliu's handsome face.
These people were from various holy lands, and he naturally understood that Ye Futian would not be able to touch them. Otherwise, the pressure on the Holy Zhi Palace of the Barren State would be too great. But in this situation, to protect the lineage of the Sovereign Family, reasoning was obviously useless. He had to kill.
In that case, he could only kill one to warn the others.
He glanced at Ji Mo, and the light of the Nine Words surrounded him. The might of the Great Path from the statue was integrated into it, and above the nine words seemed to contain the Way of the Sword.
Ji Mo seemed to see Gu Dongliu looking at him, and he felt the murderous intent from those eyes. His face suddenly changed.
"Whoever dares to come forward, I will kill them."
Gu Dongliu shouted coldly, and the light of the Nine Words flashed like a sharp sword. Ji Mo felt the pressure and quickly retreated, no longer caring about the Renhuang ruins.
The light of the Nine Words penetrated his body, and in the next moment, everyone saw Ji Mo's body tremble weakly in the air, and then fall from the sky.
The peerless genius of the Hall of Holy Light had not had time to truly shine in the land of the Nine States, and he was killed right there and then.
Ji Ya and Ji Mu were still fighting, and when they saw Ji Mo fall, their faces were livid. But what made them even more embarrassed was that as cultivators of the Sage and Saint Ranking, they did not have any advantage against Yu Sheng and Hua Jieyu of the Holy Zhi Palace, especially Ji Ya, who was second on the Sage Ranking.
If people at the level of the Sage Plane of the Holy Zhi Palace were to go all out, how strong would they be?
"Open."
At this moment, beams of incomparably brilliant light bloomed, and violent rumbling sounds were heard. Everyone raised their heads to look at the center of the mausoleum and saw that the incomparably huge statue of Renhuang had actually split open in the middle, and a door appeared.
Just as they had guessed, this statue of Renhuang was the real entrance.
"Go in quickly," Huang Xi said. Ye Futian said, "Retreat."
Suddenly, everyone from the Holy Zhi Palace flashed in the direction of the statue of Renhuang.
Roar.
A shocking roar shook the sky, and terrifying sound waves swept through the space. Huang Jiuge and the others from the Holy Zhi Palace were forced back, spitting out blood.
They looked up in another direction and saw one of the statues like a glaring Vajra. An extremely ferocious illusory figure appeared in the void, and there, Liu Zong stood there, and his Life Spirit seemed to have merged with the illusory figure.
Before, Liu Zong saw Ye Wuchen communicate with the statue, and then Ye Futian and Gu Dongliu also did the same. He knew that Ye Futian and the others had seen something and did not participate in the battle, but instead tried to communicate with the statue, and he had done it.
"Liu Zong." Saint Xihua smiled. As expected of the future Saint of Xihua Sacred Mountain. What Ye Futian and the others could do, Liu Zong could also do.
Ye Futian's expression was very ugly. He did not even have time to care about Liu Zong. He and Wuchen were still fighting with the Glass Saint. The attacks of the three cultivators of the Saint Plane were getting stronger and stronger, especially the Great Zhou Sacred King, who was fighting with the Glass Saint in close combat, and a terrible storm was blowing in the space.
"I'll stop him," Gu Dongliu said. The light of the Nine Words shot out in the direction of Liu Zong. Liu Zong glanced at Gu Dongliu, and there was a faint Light of Buddha on his body. He cultivated many kinds of abilities, and the art of Buddhism was one of them.
Endless ancient seals floated out and collided with Gu Dongliu's Nine Words. Both of them used the power of the statue to fight.
"Jiuge, go in quickly," Ye Futian said. He had no intention of inheriting the ruins. When he was in danger, it was the people of the Barren State who came from thousands of miles away to help him. They came to the Holy Zhi Palace to fight for him, and among them was Huang Xi of the Sovereign Family. Later, when the Sacred War broke out, Huang Xi led the Sovereign Family to move into the Holy Zhi Palace. This was a friendship that went through life and death, and there was no need to say it out loud.
It was a simple sentence, but Huang Jiuge's eyes were slightly red. He did not say anything more, and he rushed in the direction of Huang Xi.
"Bang." A loud noise was heard, and the Glass Saint was thrown back. Using the momentum of her retreat, she retreated like a bolt of lightning towards the Renhuang statue.
When the Great Zhou Sacred King saw this, he also burst out at an incredible speed.
Two beams of light disappeared in an instant, rushing into the imperial mausoleum. Even Saint Xihua and Saint Zhi, who were fighting with the Great Zhou Sacred King, were a step too slow. When they reacted and shot forward, Ye Futian and Ye Wuchen's attacks came at the same time, but the two seemed to not see it. Extremely overbearing saintly aura burst out, directly destroying the attacks and continuing forward.
Ye Futian's body shot out like lightning, as if he had become one with the statue. He raised his hand and blasted out. At the same time, Ye Wuchen's Sword of Life Spirit slashed out, which forced Saint Xihua and Saint Zhi to slow down. They raised their palms and blasted out.
With a loud noise, Ye Futian's body hit the statue, and he spat out a mouthful of blood. Ye Wuchen's Life Spirit was shaken back, and blood also flowed from the corner of his mouth.
"The number one beauty of the Eastern State, Glass Saint. Do you think it's your turn to pity her?" Saint Xihua looked at Ye Futian sarcastically.
Ye Futian's eyes were very cold. Obviously, he had been betrayed by the Glass Saint.
The Glass Saint, the most beautiful woman among the great figures of the Nine States, the lord of the Lapis Lazuli Holy Temple, was not as gentle as she usually looked. When such an opportunity presented itself, how could she not seize it? If she could obtain the lineage of Renhuang, she would be able to destroy the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty.
"Futian, go in with Jiuge. Leave this to me." At this time, Huang Xi's body floated in front of the statue of Renhuang. His body seemed to be one with the statue as he spoke to Ye Futian and Huang Jiuge.
"Uncle." Ye Futian looked up.
"There's no time. I'll keep an eye on the people of the Holy Zhi Palace," Huang Xi looked at Saint Xihua and Saint Zhi and said.
Ye Futian looked at Huang Xi and clenched his fists, then said, "Jiuge."
"Father." Huang Jiuge looked up at Huang Xi.
"Close." Huang Xi's voice was solemn, and in an instant, the door of the mausoleum slowly closed.
"Let's go." Ye Futian did not hesitate and rushed inside with Huang Jiuge. Saint Xihua and Saint Zhi's expressions changed slightly, and they suddenly sped up. But they saw a dazzling giant sword fall from the sky, directly inserted into the entrance. The two slowed down and saw the gap slowly close. Ye Futian and Huang Jiuge turned their heads to look outside.
"Jiuge, the Sovereign Family, I'll leave it to you from now on. Don't embarrass the Sovereign Family." Huang Xi's voice came through the gap, and a smile appeared on his face. "Futian, I wanted to see you stand at the top of the Nine States, but it seems that there's no chance. I don't regret entering the Holy Zhi Palace."
Before his voice fell, the gap had already disappeared, and he did not know if the two inside had heard him.
He could have gone in by himself, but there had to be someone guarding outside. Otherwise, with the door open, there would be no hope for them. In the distance, there were already saints coming.
At that moment, his spiritual will seemed to be burning, and his body gradually became illusory, as if he was about to be completely integrated into the statue. The entire stone wall of the mausoleum trembled violently, and the statue of Renhuang seemed to be coming back to life. The true might of the Great Path fell, and it was no longer the Divine Path, but the might of Renhuang.
Saint Xihua's body went straight for Huang Xi. His body bloomed with dazzling holy light, and he attacked in anger. He blasted out with his palm, and the void seemed to be on the verge of shattering as he slammed it hard at the statue.
At that moment, the eyes of the huge statue suddenly opened, and an angry roar came from its mouth.
"I am a descendant of Renhuang."
As the voice fell, the boundless huge palm slammed out, and Saint Xihua's body was slapped away. There was the sound of bones cracking, crisp and piercing.
(End of Chapter)
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