Ye Futian's eyes grew solemn as he looked at the woman who was as holy as a fairy.
The golden lotus beneath Xia Qingyuan's feet had six petals that kept opening and closing, causing endless lotus shadows to appear around her.
The lotus gave birth to all things, and it also gave birth to the Way.
Ye Futian had read in the library of the Nine State College. It was said that when one cultivated to the highest level, one could forge the Way, and the Way gave birth to a soul, which would evolve with the Way.
Thus, the true top figures had the Way hidden in their Life Spirits. They were born from the cultivator's perception of the world, and passed on to their descendants.
His World Tree was infinitely marvelous, and it was a supreme Way. But his level was not high enough, and he was far from reaching that level, so he could not comprehend its mysteries. But just by looking at the Life Spirits, he could see that it was extraordinary.
Huang Jiuge had inherited three Life Spirits, and his Life Spirits were all extraordinary. Now, he was indeed a descendant of Renhuang, but because his level was not high enough, he probably only had a superficial understanding of the Life Spirits.
Now that he had inherited Renhuang's legacy, his Life Spirits would probably transform as well.
The path of cultivation was slow. Some people were born extraordinary, and their Life Spirits would become stronger and stronger as their cultivation grew, transforming on their own. Some people relied on their own perception, from weak to strong, using their own Way to constantly reshape their Life Spirits, making them constantly evolve. Whether it was the former or the latter, the Life Spirits would gradually become stronger as the cultivator became stronger.
Xia Qingyuan's father was Renhuang, and she cultivated beside him, so she had the exquisite Life Spirits. At this time, her Life Spirit Lotus was released, and the aura of her whole body continued to rise and become stronger. Her perception of the rules of the Way was also becoming stronger.
She lived up to her reputation, not to mention Xia Qingyuan, who was known as the number one genius in Emperor Xia's Realm.
In Ye Futian's Life Palace, the World Tree swayed, and a rustling sound was heard. The aura of his body was drawn out in a frenzy, and a terrible storm bloomed on his body. The Divine Ape Life Spirit appeared again, turning into a battle form. Ye Futian seemed to be integrated into it, and his aura was wild to the extreme.
The halberd in his hand disappeared, and the power of rules coalesced into a staff, which was held in the palm of the Divine Ape. Different power of rules permeated his body, and around the staff, wisps of starry particles shone brightly, and an astonishing aura emanated. Ye Futian stood there like a true god of war, enough to make people unable to breathe.
Cultivation progressed step by step. As one's cultivation grew, one's Life Spirit continued to strengthen. Naturally, one's understanding of martial arts and rule sorcery also increased. When Ye Futian first started cultivating, he cultivated the Nine Heavenly Attacks, but how much did he actually learn?
The Nine Heavenly Attacks would only be able to unleash greater power as his cultivation base grew stronger. Furthermore, it was no longer just the Nine Heavenly Attacks of the past. Instead, it had been infused with his own understanding of the rules. Different people cultivating the same skill would have vastly different effects.
Ye Futian cultivated the rules of particles, power rules, starry rules, and space-tearing rules. How powerful would the power of these rules be when infused with the Nine Heavenly Attacks? If he were to reach the same plane as the Snow Ape Emperor, the power would not be any weaker than the Nine Heavenly Attacks of the Snow Ape Emperor.
Xia Qingyuan was still standing quietly on the golden lotus. She held a sword seal in her hand, and lotuses bloomed around her. Suddenly, she was bathed in the brilliance like a goddess that could not be defiled.
But Ye Futian was not in the mood to appreciate her beauty. He only felt a monstrous aura of danger.
He stepped forward, like a Divine Ape trampling the sky. The void trembled violently, and a shocking power swept out. Ye Futian gripped the staff in his hand tightly. At that moment, Xia Qingyuan seemed to be about to unleash supreme power, and Ye Futian seemed to be about to shatter the great path of heaven and earth. No matter how many ways you use, I only have one staff.
The blooming lotuses burst with brilliance, and within each lotus was a catastrophe sword. The lotuses gave birth to the great path, and all things were born.
Endless sword will appeared around each catastrophe sword. At that moment, Ye Futian seemed to be pointed at by thousands of catastrophe swords.
"Cut," Xia Qingyuan said.
Said Xia Qingyuan. The catastrophe sword in the first lotus flashed and pierced through the void, bringing with it 3,000 sword wills. A flash of lightning appeared in this space, cutting through the void, and it was even more powerful than the catastrophe sword before.
Ye Futian swung his arm and lashed out with the staff. Under the staff, the light of thousands of particles burst, like thousands of stars, tearing through the void and colliding with the catastrophe sword of the lotus. A destructive airflow appeared in the void. Even if someone at the pinnacle of the Sage Plane were to appear here, they would probably tremble in fear and be shocked by the power of the two.
At the moment when Ye Futian's staff lashed out, a second catastrophe sword bloomed from the lotus and flashed away. It was even stronger than the first sword.
The power of Ye Futian's staff did not weaken, and it continued to sweep out, destroying it again. But the arm that held the staff also felt a terrible power, and thousands of particles and stars continued to explode, showing how strong the opponent's sword was.
The third sword, the fourth sword … the eleventh sword.
The shadow of the sword was endless, and the sword will was not extinguished. Ye Futian was wrapped up in sword qi, and the endless swords flew around him, cutting through the void. If he relaxed even a little, he would be doomed.
But Ye Futian did not seem to feel the danger. He walked forward step by step, and each step was earth-shattering. The Divine Ape roared, and with his body as the center, an unparalleled storm appeared, as if it would crush all the Great Paths in the sky.
Ye Futian had cultivated for more than ten years, and had experienced countless battles. Aside from facing people whose plane he could not defeat, he had never been in danger like he was today, even after defeating the Nine Heavenly Attacks.
He naturally felt it. Xia Qingyuan's Life Spirit was already stronger, and she used the lotus to give birth to the Way. She integrated the Huangting Fist Will into the catastrophe swords, making each strike stronger than the last. These were two different rules of the Way, but Xia Qingyuan was able to integrate them into one attack.
The Lotus Sword could cut through all things.
But his staff techniques were the same, and the power gathered was even stronger than his opponent's catastrophe swords. At this time, the surrounding sky and earth were resonating with it. This was the imperial mausoleum, and if the two of them were to fight outside and steal the power of heaven and earth, it was unknown how terrible the storm would be.
Xia Qingyuan's beautiful eyes stared forward, and she was extremely determined. Nine lotuses flew around her, and divine light bloomed. In each blooming lotus, there was a monstrous Way of the Sword.
The Nine Catastrophes were connected, and the sword was born, and all things withered.
Xia Qingyuan pointed forward, and nine swords came out. Ye Futian had already struck six times. At this moment, a destructive storm appeared around him, and he stepped forward again, but he did not strike a seventh time.
The swords came.
There was a sound of destruction, and the space exploded, and the stars were shattered. One sword after another pierced through, cutting towards his head and destroying his will.
However, Ye Futian did not seem to see it and continued to move forward. The terrifying storm of swords was about to drown him, but his aura was still growing stronger. It was as if he was the only person in the world.
The Divine Ape Battle Body withstood the attacks of the Way of the Sword, and it seemed to be riddled with holes. However, at this time, the battle body was growing larger, as if a real Divine Ape had descended into the world. A shocking roar was heard, and the sky and earth trembled. With this roar, Ye Futian swung his arm and blasted forward.
Bang, bang, bang … A series of shocking loud noises were heard as the swords and the shadows of the staff collided. There was a muffled sound like thunder, and the void trembled. The swords of the Great Path seemed to have been annihilated. Between heaven and earth, there was only one staff, which broke through all the swords, split the void, and blasted towards Xia Qingyuan.
Countless lotuses bloomed with endless divine splendor, guarding around Xia Qingyuan. She watched this scene calmly, and then there was a loud noise, and the lotuses exploded, and petals flew everywhere. Her body was shaken into the distance, and with a loud noise, she hit the mountain wall at the entrance of the mausoleum. She grunted, and blood flowed from her mouth, staining her white clothes red. The goddess was stained with blood, and it was a shocking sight.
The destructive storm was still raging, and then gradually dissipated. Ye Futian stood there quietly, like a god. The Divine Ape Battle Body and Life Spirit had disappeared, and the long staff in his hand had also been annihilated by the Sword Qi. But his deep dark eyes were still firm, staring at Xia Qingyuan in front of him.
Even if you are the Princess of Emperor Xia, the most talented person in the Upper Worlds, even if you have 3,000 Way of the Sword, even if the lotus produces all things, I only have one staff.
The imperial mausoleum trembled more and more violently. Xia Qingyuan's body trembled, and she stepped forward, still standing in front of Ye Futian. Her beautiful eyes stared at the first person of her generation to defeat her.
The Glass Saint and the Great Zhou Sacred King witnessed this battle in shock. Ye Futian had defeated the daughter of Renhuang, the proud daughter of Emperor Xia's Realm, Xia Qingyuan.
Xia Qingyuan wiped the blood from the corner of her mouth. She looked at Ye Futian, and there seemed to be an unyielding pride in her beautiful eyes. She said, "If we continue to fight, I still have a trump card, and you will lose. But today, since you can beat me back, I will not fight for this inheritance."
She had said that as long as Ye Futian could get it, he would take it.
Although Ye Futian did not take it himself, giving it to Huang Jiuge and standing in front of her, it was all the same.
However, she was confident that if she used her trump card, Ye Futian would not be able to fight against her, but she did not intend to do so.
"Thank you, Princess." Ye Futian smiled at Xia Qingyuan and said, "Since I started cultivating, I have never met anyone who can fight me to this extent at the same level. Princess is already very strong, but if we are talking about trump cards, you are not the only one who has them."
Xia Qingyuan's pupils contracted slightly, and she stared at the guy in front of her.
This guy was really arrogant to the extreme. Did he mean that her losing to him was something to be proud of?
Moreover, he actually said that he still had trump cards. Did he mean that if he continued to fight, he could still beat her?
"In today's battle, I accidentally hurt you. You won't mind, will you?" Ye Futian looked at Xia Qingyuan and said. Xia Qingyuan looked at him coldly.
This b * stard, what kind of person did he think she was?
Could it be that if she was beaten back, she would send someone to kill him? Was she that unbearable?
"I didn't want to bother with you, but after hearing what you said, I really want to cut you down with my sword," Xia Qingyuan said coldly.
"If you can cut me down with your sword, I will die without regrets," Ye Futian replied with a smile.
"This shameless person …" When the Glass Saint heard the conversation between the two, she wanted nothing more than to stab Ye Futian to death with her sword. Not long ago, he had taken advantage of her, and now he even dared to tease the Princess!
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