The statue shattered under the Divine Catastrophe and turned to dust.
Huang Xi, who was already at the end of his rope, merged into the statue. How could he withstand the power of the Divine Catastrophe? With just one blow, he completely disappeared from the world. Only his voice still echoed between heaven and earth.
Huang Xi was an insignificant figure in the Nine States, but he had blocked the way of the Saints of the Nine States. With this death, the Nine States remembered the name of Huang Xi.
At this time, everyone from the Barren State came here. Sword Demon, Zhuge Qingfeng, You Chi, Xu Shang, and the others stared at the disappearing figure of Huang Xi and sighed in their hearts.
In the Barren Sky Ranking, Huang Xi was ranked fifth, Zhuge Qingfeng sixth, Douzhan seventh, You Chi eighth, and Xu Shang ninth. Now, these old guys came together and were all cultivating in the Holy Zhi Palace. Douzhan had already stepped into the Saint Plane that he had dreamed of, and now Huang Xi had finally ushered in his Divine Catastrophe, but he had left with it.
They could naturally feel that Huang Xi had left very calmly. He knew that he was indeed a descendant of Renhuang, and that his son had inherited the inheritance of Renhuang. He had comprehended the Divine Path before he died, so he had no regrets.
Moreover, as a sage, he had stopped the Saints from taking a step forward, and even seriously injured Saint Ji, who was ranked fifth on the Saint Ranking of the Nine States. It was a spectacular event. After today, in the land of the Barren State, the name of Huang Xi, the head of the Sovereign Family, would once again resound throughout the Barren State.
"Old man, have a safe journey." They said in their hearts. They looked in the direction of Ye Futian and Huang Jiuge. There was some relief, but also a faint sadness.
These juniors had finally caught up to them, and would soon replace them. And these old guys might be like Huang Xi. If such a day came, would they be able to leave as calmly as Huang Xi?
The Imperial Mausoleum collapsed, and the world was restored to clarity. The wind blew, and figures broke through the air. The Saints stepped forward and walked towards Huang Jiuge.
The cultivators who came with Xia Qingyuan were the first to come behind the Princess. They glanced at Ye Futian coldly. They did not know what had just happened, but this man dared to confront the Princess. Could it be that he had stopped the Princess from taking the inheritance?
Huang Jiuge did not seem to see it. He stepped forward and came to the place where Huang Xi had disappeared. Huang Xi was long gone.
Ye Futian walked quietly to his side and did not say anything. He felt pain in his heart as well. When that old man was at Crouching Dragon Mountain, Third Brother Gu Dongliu came to the mountain and they objected to the marriage between Bai Luli and Zhuge Mingyue, Huang Xi had spoken up for them. After that, the battle outside the Holy Zhi Palace and the migration of the entire clan into the Holy Zhi Palace were all etched in his heart.
Now, the famous figure of the Barren State had left just like that.
"Uncle, I'm here. The royal family is here." With Xia Qingyuan's words, no one from the Upper and Lower Worlds would be able to take away the lineage that belonged to the Sovereign Family.
All the cultivators of the Nine States wanted to make a move, but Xia Qingyuan did not say anything, so they naturally did not dare to make a move.
The lineage of Renhuang should have belonged to Xia Qingyuan. The Princess did not fight for it, so it was not their turn.
Saint Xia was also in the crowd. His eyes fell on Princess Xia Qingyuan, and when he saw that she was looking at Ye Futian, he secretly broke out in a cold sweat for Ye Futian. This b * stard couldn't have really fought with the Princess like he had said outside the imperial mausoleum and fought for the inheritance, could he?
If he had the life to fight, he had to have the life to hold it.
"The battle of the holy lands of the Nine States will still follow the rules set by my father," Xia Qingyuan said to everyone. Suddenly, the eyes of countless cultivators froze. They did not know what had happened in the mausoleum before.
Did the Princess give up the lineage?
Moreover, what was the point of reminding Emperor Xia of the rules? Was she worried that the Nine States would become a river of blood?
Xia Qingyuan did not care about what the others thought, and she did not need to care. She looked at Li Yao and said, "Since the lineage of Renhuang has been given to someone, you should all go back."
Li Yao smiled and said, "The Princess is really not hospitable. I would like to travel around Emperor Xia's Realm."
As he said this, he waved his hand and left with his people. They did not fight here.
They had discovered the Imperial Mausoleum, but they had not obtained it, so they had lost.
Since he had lost, if he still wanted to take it by force, Xia Qingyuan would probably not agree.
This was Emperor Xia's territory, after all. No matter how powerful a dragon like him was, there was no way he could overpower Xia Qingyuan.
"Let's go." Many from the Upper Worlds followed her and left. Several cultivators from Lihen Heaven glanced at Ye Futian coldly. The Little Princess was really generous. She really didn't want to fight anymore.
Soon, only the cultivators of the Nine States were left in this space.
Due to the collapse of the Imperial Mausoleum, many cultivators from the Barren State in the distance also approached the area and looked over. All the cultivators from all over the Nine States had gathered. Such a grand occasion would probably only be seen once in their lives.
Although Xia Qingyuan had left, the atmosphere in this space became even more oppressive. Although no one spoke, everyone could feel the subtle changes in the atmosphere.
Xia Qingyuan's abandonment meant that the situation was truly chaotic. All the holy lands of the Nine States could fight for it.
If Ye Futian wanted to protect the lineage, the people of the Holy Zhi Palace would probably die a horrible death.
Which holy land could withstand the anger of all the holy lands of the Nine States?
Before, Huang Xi had offended many people. Did Huang Jiuge still want to leave behind the lineage?
"Great Zhou Sacred King, you actually failed." Saint Xihua looked at Zhou Zhiming and said. The Great Zhou Sacred King and Glass Saint were the first two to enter the mausoleum, but the lineage was finally obtained by Huang Jiuge. Saint Xihua was puzzled.
Great Zhou Sacred King exuded a strong murderous intent as he glanced at Ye Futian.
As for what happened in the mausoleum, he did not say anything. He was too ashamed to say what Ye Futian had done to Glass Saint.
As for Ye Futian defeating Xia Qingyuan, he would not say anything. First, he had scruples about Xia Qingyuan's identity. Second, he did not want the people of the Nine States to know that Ye Futian was so outstanding. In this way, it was inevitable that some people would want to side with the Yue clan.
Now that Huang Jiuge had obtained the lineage, if Ye Futian wanted to protect it, he was destined to become the enemy of the Nine States. No matter how strong he was, there was only death for him.
With Ye Futian's character, he would certainly not hand over the lineage.
So this was a dead end, and he wanted to see how Ye Futian would solve it.
"The words of the Princess have already been very clear. No matter how you argue, if anyone dares to break the rules set by Emperor Xia, don't blame me for not showing mercy," at this moment, Saint Xia suddenly spoke, causing the gazes of the crowd to be filled with astonishment.
This leading figure of the Nine States had always been a good person and would not fight for anything. He himself stood at the top of the Nine States.
What was the meaning of this sentence now?
But at least it could be seen that Saint Xia had given up fighting for the lineage, which was naturally a good thing.
"Fortune and misfortune go hand in hand. You don't have to fight for it." Saint Li of the Nine State College said to the people of the College. The disciples of the Nine State College nodded and came to Saint Li's side, just watching everything.
No matter who took the lineage of Renhuang, it would be a hot potato.
Two of the top figures of the Nine States had withdrawn, and among everyone present, Saint Ji was the strongest.
Saint Ji had been seriously injured by Huang Xi before. This debt, Huang Xi could not pay, so how could Saint Ji let Huang Jiuge go?
Moreover, Ji Mo's death had not yet been settled with the people of the Holy Zhi Palace.
At this time, Saint Ji stood in the void and looked around at the restless crowd. He pointed to Huang Jiuge and said, "There is only one of him. How do you think we should fight for it?"
Saint Ji's words seemed to not see Huang Jiuge as a person, but as an object. After all, he had inherited the lineage of Renhuang.
Everyone naturally understood what Saint Ji meant. As strong as Saint Ji was, he did not dare to say that he would directly swallow Huang Jiuge. There was no force here that could be an enemy of the forces of the Nine States.
The moment Xia Qingyuan gave up, it was destined to be a complicated situation.
"What does Saint Ji suggest?" The clan leader of the Yi clan said, not caring about his position at all. Of course, he did not care what the people of the Holy Zhi Palace of the Barren State thought of him.
In today's situation, how many people from the Holy Zhi Palace could leave alive?
Even if Ye Futian handed over Huang Jiuge, Saint Ji would not let go of the forces that killed Ji Mo.
With the protective nature of the Lord of the Hall of Holy Light, and the mortal enemies of Xihua Sacred Mountain and the Great Zhou Sacred Dynasty, how could the Holy Zhi Palace survive?
Could they count on the Yue clan in the Summer State?
In this situation, it was difficult to say whether the Yue clan would have the courage to intervene.
Or, in the face of Renhuang's inheritance, would the Yue clan themselves be tempted?
"The holy lands that want to fight, each send one person, and whoever kills him owns it. How about that?" Saint Ji pointed to Huang Jiuge and continued, using Huang Jiuge's life as a wager. Whoever killed Huang Jiuge would own his body.
"He obtained Renhuang's inheritance. Is Saint Ji really willing to kill him?" the clan leader of the Yi clan said lightly.
Many people agreed. Now, they were a little reluctant to let Huang Jiuge die, they just wanted him alive.
"Then how about him?" Saint Ji's finger slowly turned and fell on Ye Futian.
The one who killed Ye Futian would get Huang Jiuge.
The people of the holy lands were silent, wondering if Saint Ji's words were worth considering.
First of all, the rules were naturally biased towards Saint Ji. Who did not know that Ji Ya, who ranked second on the Sage Ranking, was here? With the cultivators of all the holy lands attacking at the same time, with Ji Ya's means, it was naturally the easiest to kill Ye Futian.
Moreover, even if someone really did manage to kill Ye Futian, would the other holy lands be willing to admit defeat and hand Huang Jiuge over to him?
In this game, Ye Futian and the others were at the center of the vortex, but everyone else was in the game.
At this time, below, in the crowd, Ye Futian calmly looked up at Saint Ji in the void.
What did Saint Ji take him and Huang Jiuge for? Were they just the wager of everyone?
He wanted to see, today, who was going to take the inheritance!
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