Ye Futian was puzzled. The Glass Saint and the Great Zhou Sacred King did not take any action and continued to sit there.
The Glass Saint looked away and did not look at Ye Futian again. She guarded her mind and seemed to be under terrible pressure.
This strange scene made Ye Futian frown. He lifted his feet and slowly walked forward. Huang Jiuge also followed his footsteps.
They moved very slowly and the aura on their bodies flowed, guarding against the two saints.
At this time, a surging pressure descended. As they moved forward, the pressure became stronger and stronger.
Ye Futian and Huang Jiuge raised their heads and looked at the tall figure of Renhuang in the distance. Suddenly, the figure was directly imprinted in their minds. At this moment, they only felt that they could not breathe. The Renhuang in the distance seemed to be right in front of them.
"Boom!"
His spiritual will trembled violently. Ye Futian only felt that his will was about to collapse. With a grunt, his body was directly crushed and he sat on the ground. Everything in the world seemed to have changed. The Renhuang stood in front of him like a god.
"If you wish to accept the Emperor's decree, is your heart of the Path firm?" A voice seemed to come from a thousand years ago, drilling into Ye Futian and Huang Jiuge's minds as if it was interrogating them.
At this moment, Ye Futian only understood that even though he had come this far and the inheritance of Renhuang was right in front of him, there was still a final test.
Even if it was a descendant of Renhuang who had come here, they still had to go through this test. If you wish to accept the mandate of heaven, your heart of the Path must be firm.
If your heart of the Path was not firm, you were not qualified to take away his inheritance. Otherwise, it would also be a waste.
This peerless Renhuang from a thousand years ago had left behind a mausoleum that could only be opened by his descendants. But if his descendants were not good enough, then they would also not be able to inherit what he had left behind. He would rather give it to those who were truly qualified to seek the Path.
Ye Futian only felt that he had entered an illusion. It was as if he had no secrets and everything was exposed before this Renhuang's will. He seemed to feel an illusory figure floating in the air, as if it was his Path.
In his mind, he could not help but recall everything he had experienced in his life in more than 30 years. At this moment, it was vivid in his mind.
Fifteen years had passed, and Ye Futian had just started cultivating at Qingzhou Academy. Ye Futian thought of Qin Yi and Feng Qingxue, and wondered how they were doing now. Ye Futian had a good impression of Qin Yi when he was young and naive. How could he not like Qin Yi when she was sexy and beautiful? But Hua Jieyu had been too stunning and charming in that innocent age. Ye Futian had not expected this.
Thus, it was naturally impossible to say whether or not missing out on his senior sister would affect his mental state. His Dao Heart only fluctuated for a moment before it returned to normal. It was not affected in the slightest.
He thought of Ye Baichuan, the old guy, and his mother. He had not heard from them until now. He did not even know if they were alive or dead. Of course, this would affect his state of mind, but it still could not shake it.
He thought of Emperor Ye Qing, the crying of the Snow Ape Emperor, and the battle grandmaster of the Nandou clan riding a crane. At this moment, Ye Futian felt a little pain in his heart. It was as if a terrible pressure had descended, as if a catastrophe of the Path had struck his Path Heart. It was very painful, and he let out a muffled groan, his face pale.
Clearly, at this moment, at this moment, it was still branded in the depths of his heart, and he could not let it go.
"Are you going to make me look back on this life?" A mocking smile appeared at the corner of Ye Futian's mouth. His eyes were extremely firm as he stared at the figure of Renhuang in front of him. It was said that the Path of the Saint required a flawless state of mind. Now, was it to test his state of mind?
Even though his heart ached, why did the old man die in battle? How could it affect his pursuit of the Path? He slowly stood up and walked forward step by step. His white robe and long hair billowed in the wind.
Images kept appearing in his mind. The Cangye Kingdom, the Cottage of the Eastern Barren Territory. His brothers and sisters treated him like family. The battle on Sky Mountain settled the matter. As for that disrespectful old man being taken away, it was naturally a thorn in his heart. But he worked hard to cultivate. Didn't he want to see the Divine Prefecture Princess he had met twice one day? He wanted to talk to her about the Snow Ape Emperor and that old guy?
Crouching Dragon Mountain, the battle on Taihang Mountain, the battle of the Holy Zhi Palace. Scenes appeared one after another. He was not perfect, and he had made many mistakes. He was arrogant and did not know how to be flexible. For example, in front of Xia Qingyuan, if he had lowered his head and been willing to follow her, perhaps many things would have been much better. But perhaps this was the way he cultivated. Even though he had made mistakes, his state of mind would not be shaken.
If one wanted to have a firm state of mind, then naturally.
He did not dare to say that his Path Heart was flawless, but at least his faith was firm and indestructible.
"Bang." He stepped forward. This step seemed to step on the Path. There was a shattering sound, and the figure of Renhuang that was pressing down on his Path Heart shattered and disappeared.
He broke it with one step.
There was an invisible force moving with the wind on his body. His spiritual will seemed to have become stronger. Even in this enclosed space, he could feel the stronger power of the will.
He had entered the Sage Plane in one step.
His white robes fluttered without wind. Ye Futian looked at the figure of Renhuang in the distance. It was as if nothing had changed. He looked at Huang Jiuge beside him. At this moment, Huang Jiuge was also immersed in it. There seemed to be tears in the corner of his eyes. His body trembled slightly as if he was in a struggle.
Ye Futian could understand Huang Jiuge's struggle. The Sovereign Family's Huang Xi, Huang Jiuge's father, had used his life to block the door. Perhaps this alone was enough to shake Huang Jiuge's state of mind.
He hoped that he could cross over.
Ye Futian could go to the figure of Renhuang at this time. If he wanted to, he might even be able to obtain the inheritance. But he did not go. It was left to Huang Jiuge by Huang Xi, and he would not take it.
Even though there were risks in doing so, after all, the Glass Saint and the Great Zhou Sacred King were still there, he would still stick to his beliefs. This was his Path.
If he took the inheritance, what right did he have to see Huang Xi? How could he be worthy of the Sovereign Family fighting for him?
He lifted his feet and walked towards the Glass Saint and the Great Zhou Sacred King.
The Glass Saint turned her eyes and looked at Ye Futian again.
"Zhou Zhiming is seriously injured, and his Path Heart is being interrogated. This is an opportunity." The Glass Saint's beautiful eyes were still red. Obviously, her situation was not much better than the Great Zhou Sacred King's.
Ye Futian just looked at her and did not respond.
"Zhou Zhiming killed 3,000 people of my clan. I swore to avenge this. I fought for the inheritance of Renhuang just to kill Zhou Zhiming. Futian, you are willing to call me sister. Apart from what happened just now, have I ever had any ill intentions towards you?" The Glass Saint continued.
"Do I believe you, sister Glass Saint or not?" Ye Futian looked at the Glass Saint and said, "The death of the Yue clan was done by you, sister Glass Saint?"
"Yes." The Glass Saint did not deny it. Since it was Yue Chan who killed them, it was also her who killed them. There was no difference. She admitted it.
"The Yue clan wants to ally with you by marriage because they value your potential. The death of the Yue clan will certainly make them suspicious, and it may not be the doing of Xihua Sacred Mountain or the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty. But since they already have the idea of entering the picture, they will go with the flow. In fact, this is indeed the case. Is it good or bad for you and the Holy Zhi Palace?"
"Sister Glass Saint, are you not afraid of bringing the Lapis Lazuli Holy Temple into the abyss by doing this?" Ye Futian asked.
"If the Yue clan enters the picture, I will also announce that I will join forces with you. As long as the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty is destroyed, even if the Yue clan comes to settle accounts with me, so what?" The Glass Saint said, "No matter how you look at it, at this moment, are you going to deal with me, or with Zhou Zhiming?"
The Great Zhou Sacred King still sat there and did not move. Obviously, he knew what he should do and what he should not do at this moment. He needed to recover his strength and break through the pressure of Renhuang.
Ye Futian admitted that there was nothing wrong with what the Glass Saint said. To him, the Great Zhou Sacred King was obviously the real enemy.
"You are willing to leave the inheritance to the Sovereign Family. As long as Zhou Zhiming is dead, I will not take the inheritance. I will even agree to whatever you want me to do as compensation," the Glass Saint continued.
Ye Futian looked at the Great Zhou Sacred King, and a murderous look flashed in his eyes. It was not because he had been convinced by the Glass Saint, but because he and the Great Zhou Sacred King could not coexist. The moment he entered, he had such a thought.
He was just thinking about whether or not to take the risk.
Such an opportunity was indeed hard to come by.
The Polearm of Divine Destruction appeared in his hand, and the power in Ye Futian's body surged wildly into the Polearm of Divine Destruction. A terrifying pressure descended. There was no doubt that the Great Zhou Sacred King was seriously injured, and he was under the pressure of the Great Path at this moment. He did not want to miss such an opportunity.
"Bang." Ye Futian suddenly stepped out and waved the Polearm of Divine Destruction in his hand. In that instant, it was as if the heavens and the earth were about to collapse. Countless shadows of the staff descended from the sky towards the Great Zhou Sacred King.
The Great Zhou Sacred King, who had been silent all this time, suddenly looked up at Ye Futian. An extremely dazzling light was released from his body, and the Golden Phoenix flew out, wanting to kill everything in its path. It was his Life Spirit, and it tore towards Ye Futian.
The Polearm of Divine Destruction and the Divine Phoenix collided. There was a loud bang, and Ye Futian felt as if his body was being penetrated. The terrifying power sent him flying, and all his bones and tendons cracked. But almost at the same time, a dazzling sword slashed out, heading straight for the Great Zhou Sacred King's head.
The Great Zhou Sacred King slammed his palm on the ground and his body slid backwards. The Golden Phoenix flew back to block. With a loud bang, the Golden Phoenix's wings seemed to have been cut off, and cracks appeared on its body. It let out a sad cry and flew back into the Great Zhou Sacred King's body, but the sword was also blocked. The Love Destroyer flew back and returned to the Glass Saint's body.
Pfft. He spat out a mouthful of blood, staining the ground. The Great Zhou Sacred King's face was pale.
He looked up at Ye Futian and said coldly, "You don't know what's good for you. The Glass Saint cultivates in the Way of Emotionlessness. You killed her fiancé with your own hands. Why would you care about your life?"
"He deserves to die," the Glass Saint said coldly.
"He gave his woman to me. He deserves to die indeed. But Glass, you and I are only one step away from becoming husband and wife. Why do we have to fight to the death?" the Great Zhou Sacred King said.
"Zhou Zhiming, shut up." The Glass Saint's body was filled with frost.
"Isn't that so? Back then, you would rather die than marry me. Why did you do that? You killed the fiancé who sent you to the Great Zhou Palace. Was your state of mind damaged? " The Great Zhou Sacred King continued. The Glass Saint ignored him. She naturally understood that the Great Zhou Sacred King wanted to shake her state of mind.
At this moment, they were already undergoing the test of the Great Path.
The Great Zhou Sacred King saw that the Glass Saint did not say anything and continued, "I built the Lapis Lazuli Palace in the Great Zhou Sacred King's Palace. I have a beautiful concubine named Si, who looks very similar to you. Every time I enter the Lapis Lazuli Palace, I treat her as you and let her please me. My state of mind is extremely comfortable, as if I see you beneath me. Glass, if you are willing, I will kill her. You have been alone for so many years. Why did you do that? The Way of Emotionlessness is devoid of humanity.
"Zhou Zhiming." The Glass Saint's body trembled and she spat out a mouthful of blood. A terrifying might of the Great Path descended and blasted on her mind. Her face was pale and her body fell. She felt as if her state of mind was about to collapse.
The Great Zhou Sacred King saw this scene and sneered. Ye Futian now understood the grudge between the two of them. He glanced at the Great Zhou Sacred King and thought that the Glass Saint was really unscrupulous. He had endured that pressure just now and naturally knew what the Glass Saint was facing.
The Great Zhou Sacred King's words were more ruthless than swords.
But then again, the Glass Saint was not one to be trifled with.
Ye Futian came to the Glass Saint's side and looked at her beautiful face. At the moment, there was a sense of poignant beauty, but her eyes were still firm. She looked at Ye Futian and said, "I can pay any price to kill the Great Zhou Sacred King. If you hate me, kill Zhou Zhiming first, and I'll let you do whatever you want to me."
"Very well." Ye Futian nodded. He picked up the Glass Saint's body and let her lean on him. Her delicate body was full of endless temptation, but Ye Futian had no other thoughts.
The Great Zhou Sacred King saw this scene and shot his eyes at Ye Futian like a sharp blade, but Ye Futian looked down at the number one beauty of the Eastern State in his arms and said, "Sister Glass Saint, what he said was not wrong. Even if you were betrayed, there is no need to cultivate to be emotionless. There are still many feelings in the world that are worth cherishing. Like me, I have always liked you."
As he said this, Ye Futian lowered his head slightly. The Glass Saint's eyes suddenly widened and she watched Ye Futian approach her. It was unknown whether it was because she was powerless or she had forgotten, but she did not even resist.
In the next moment, she felt her lips being invaded. Her head felt as if it was about to explode, and her mind went blank.
"How dare you." The Great Zhou Sacred King's eyes were filled with murderous intent, but at that moment, a terrifying might of the great path descended, like a catastrophe of the heavenly path, blasting on his mind. The Great Zhou Sacred King was just like the Glass Saint. His face was pale and he spat out a mouthful of blood, and his breath was extremely weak.
Ye Futian looked up and saw the dazed eyes of the Glass Saint and continued, "Sister Glass Saint said that as long as I kill Zhou Zhiming, I would pay anything. I will definitely kill Zhou Zhiming. I think you wouldn't mind, would you?"
Ye Futian's hand was placed where it should not have been. It was very soft, and the Glass Saint looked at him in a daze. The number one beauty of the Eastern State had tears at the corner of her eyes. She spat out another mouthful of blood, and her face was pale. She fainted right away.
Ye Futian looked at everything very calmly. He stretched out his hand and caressed that beautiful face gently. He smiled and looked up at the Great Zhou Sacred King, saying, "You are indeed the number one beauty of the Eastern State. You are indeed peerless. What do you think, Great Zhou Sacred King?"
The Great Zhou Sacred King stared at Ye Futian. Blood flowed from the corner of his mouth, but he closed his eyes and did not look.
He and the Glass Saint thought that they were ruthless enough, but he did not expect Ye Futian to be just as ruthless. He wanted to kill him and the Glass Saint together!
(End of Chapter)
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