Outside of Central Continent City, there was a group of people sitting quietly in a tavern, drinking wine.
The tavern was empty. There was no one else there. Today, countless cultivators inside and outside of Zhongzhou City were heading in one direction. Outside the Holy Zhi Palace, they might not be able to witness the Sacred War with their own eyes, but if their cultivation was a little bit stronger, they would still be able to see a little bit. Perhaps they would have the chance to see a corner of the Sacred War and be able to determine the outcome of the Sacred War at the first instant. This would be a major event that would shake the Nine States.
The tavern appeared to be exceptionally quiet. The young man at the head of the tavern had an extraordinary bearing and was elegant and suave. When he drank, the others could only stand. There were several cultivators standing behind him. Just by standing there casually, they gave off an unfathomable feeling.
In front of the young man sat a group of people, but they did not dare to breathe too loudly. There were both men and women in the group. There was a beautiful woman and a rather young man of Noble Plane cultivation. His appearance was somewhat similar to Saint Zhi's.
"Will they succeed, Sir?" At this moment, the beautiful woman's beautiful eyes stared at the young man in front of her as she spoke. Her voice was gentle and contained hints of gentleness and charm. The young man raised his head and glanced at her. She seemed to be around 30 years of age and her skin was smooth and soft. When she saw his gaze, she lowered her head shyly, adding to her charm.
The young man swirled the wine glass in his hand with an evil smile on his face. How could he not see through the beautiful woman's thoughts? The woman was beautiful, but she wanted to seduce him?
With his status, he could get any woman he wanted, and he would not be interested in someone else's concubine.
"If there are no accidents, there will be no problem," the young man said plainly. "I have already sent people to meet you. Once it is done, we will take you away."
"Thank you, Sir," the beautiful woman said softly. The young and beautiful woman gently said. Seeing that the young man did not have any intentions towards her, she retracted her previous thoughts. Clearly, she knew her own limits. She was only doing this to ask for a way out. After all, she was currently living under someone else's roof. Her life or death was just a word from the other party. Naturally, she wanted to give it a try so that she could live better.
The young man looked at her with a faint smile and did not say anything. In reality, the success rate of what he was doing in the Holy Zhi Palace was very high. It was unlikely that he would fail.
But the key was how to deal with the aftermath after getting it. The possibility of failure was extremely high, so to him, the real battlefield might not be in the Holy Zhi Palace.
But it didn't matter. After all, it was the Renhuang's inheritance, and he had opened it himself. He was naturally unhappy that it had been used by someone else. How could he be satisfied if he didn't try to take it back?
Moreover, he would try his best to do this within the rules of Emperor Xia, so as to avoid angering Emperor Xia and making it difficult to deal with the aftermath. After all, this was the Nine States of Emperor Xia, not his territory.
…
Countless mighty ones from the Nine States and Zhongzhou City gathered outside the Holy Zhi Palace. However, other than a few top-notch figures who dared to get close to the palace to witness the battle, most could only watch the battle from afar.
Even so, they were still shaken to the core. Just now, they had witnessed the saint from the Holy Zhi Palace coming with a young girl. That barefooted girl flew through the air on her sword and killed her way into the depths of the battlefield, which shocked them to the core.
It was unknown how many terrifying figures had appeared in the Sacred War today.
At this time, the battlefield was extremely violent. It seemed that the mighty ones on the periphery were all rushing to the center of the palace, making the battlefield more and more crowded. No one knew what had happened to cause such a commotion.
Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu stood in the center of the battlefield, hugging each other. Nine mighty ones pointed their divine implements at the two of them, and the destructive golden lines destroyed everything. They were carrying out the final massacre, intending to kill Ye Futian and Hua Jieyu right there and then.
At this time, they faintly felt that Ye Futian's aura seemed to be rising and becoming stronger. The destructive golden lines were unable to completely cut through his body. The blood in his body was faintly roaring and boiling, as if it was burning. Invisible power flowed over his body, making his physical defense still stronger.
The Halberd of Time and Space swallowed and spat out even stronger light. This divine implement ranked third on the Divine Implement Ranking was now bursting with light that was getting brighter and brighter.
The nine mighty ones in the void vaguely felt that Ye Futian's aura was getting stronger, and they frowned. What was going on?
He had not been killed yet.
Not only that, but they also felt that an even more terrifying psychic storm had been born in the void. The wind and clouds howled, and above the sky, with the battlefield they were in as the center, destructive divine thoughts appeared.
Did he break through their Mind Power Cutting Technique?
They turned their eyes and looked at the woman who had her head lowered and was leaning lightly in Ye Futian's arms. That power had actually burst from her. Her psychic powers seemed to be burning, and the crown of her Life Spirit released dazzling light. Even the shadow behind her was transforming.
"Jieyu." A voice sounded in Hua Jieyu's mind. It was the saint inside her who was speaking to her.
"Master, I'm sorry." Hua Jieyu replied with her psychic powers. She was still leaning on Ye Futian, and tears were dripping down her face.
The saint was silent, and then a sigh was heard in Hua Jieyu's mind.
"Forget it." There seemed to be a hint of reluctance in that sigh. In the next moment, the shadow behind Hua Jieyu began to burn, bursting with dazzling light. Soon, it turned into countless spots of light, merging with Hua Jieyu's psychic powers.
"I'm sorry …" Hua Jieyu said softly. At that moment, she recalled all the things she had with her master over the past few years. Although it was as if her master had never existed in this world, and no one knew of her, she had quietly taught her how to cultivate. Although she knew that her master was only following orders, she had always been sincerely helping and protecting her.
On the way to the trial with Xia Qingyuan, if it had not been for her master, she would have probably died outside, and she would not have had that opportunity.
Her master knew that it was not appropriate for her to cultivate in that kind of power, but he did not stop her.
Now, he was even willing to sacrifice himself to help her, just to protect her.
Hua Jieyu felt as if a knife was being twisted in her heart. Her tears soaked Ye Futian's bloody clothes. What else could she do? The man who held her in his arms and protected her was the person she loved the most in her life!
Ye Futian naturally felt the changes in Hua Jieyu. Not only that, at that moment, there was also an extremely powerful psychic storm enveloping him. Spiritual energy was transmitted to him, and there was even an extremely dazzling light enveloping him and Hua Jieyu. It was extremely holy, like the light of Renhuang, and it actually overshadowed the rays of light released by him burning the will of the emperor.
His heart trembled violently. Was Hua Jieyu trying to cover up the will of the emperor for him?
"Jieyu." Ye Futian looked down at the figure in his arms. He saw Hua Jieyu slowly move away from his arms and raise her head. Her eyes were already full of tears, but there was also endless gentleness in them. Within that gentleness, there seemed to be unparalleled determination.
"What are you doing?" Ye Futian's voice was slightly trembling.
An extremely gentle smile appeared in Hua Jieyu's beautiful eyes, which were filled with tears. She then slowly raised her head to look at the sky. The terrifying psychic storm was getting stronger and stronger, and endless light fell from the sky.
"Forbidden spell, God's Descent."
Hua Jieyu's voice was extremely solemn as she spat out the words. As her voice fell, above the sky, there was actually a bolt of lightning that split the sky. There seemed to be an unparalleled spiritual power that split the sky.
Following that, strands of terrifying will descended and flowed into Hua Jieyu's body. She stood there with her black hair billowing in the wind. Her eyes became more and more demonic. The shadow that was summoned behind her gradually solidified and shone brightly. She looked like an empress with unparalleled beauty.
"Kill."
Hua Jieyu looked up at the nine great cultivators in the sky. Her long hair flew, and her cold eyes were filled with endless murderous intent. Strands of destructive divine will of catastrophe broke through the endless golden threads, directly rushing into the minds of the nine great cultivators in the void like a catastrophe of the Great Path.
The nine great cultivators all grunted at the same time, and their attacks seemed to be slowed down. They waved the divine implements in their hands at the same time, stabbing at Hua Jieyu. Suddenly, an extreme spiritual cutting power slashed at the divine will attack that Hua Jieyu had released, shattering it.
At this moment, the power that Hua Jieyu had released had exceeded her limit. She had used her own power to resist the attacks of nine great figures at the peak. One could only imagine what kind of level she had reached. She was truly at the peak of the Saint Plane, and it seemed as if she was borrowing power that did not belong to her.
"Why are you doing this?" Ye Futian did not care how strong the power that Hua Jieyu had released was. The light from her body still overshadowed the light that flowed out of his body. Ye Futian naturally understood that Hua Jieyu was fighting for him, and for that, she would do anything.
He did not know what the price would be, but to be able to let Hua Jieyu use power that exceeded his, the price would at least be no less than burning his imperial will.
The forbidden technique, God's Descent!
Ye Futian's heart trembled. He actually felt fear, and a pained look was seen in his eyes.
He released his spiritual will to the extreme, and at that moment, everything between heaven and earth became extremely clear. Hua Jieyu's power seemed to be increasing his powers, and he could clearly feel how powerful that telekinetic power was.
His spiritual will extended, and he seemed to be able to see the expressions of countless people on the battlefield. He saw every golden line, and even saw every minute change in the space.
Light spots flowed on the Halberd of Time and Space, as if they had become one with his spiritual will.
In his mind, endless spiritual power spread out, turning into thousands of spiritual particles, and every particle seemed to be imbued with great destructive power.
Gradually, with Ye Futian's body as the center, a frightening spiritual storm swept up, shredding the golden threads.
"Die." Ye Futian looked up and roared. As his voice was heard, the destructive spiritual storm swept out, and the destructive particles of light turned into golden lightning, piercing through the space and rushing into the minds of the nine great cultivators.
Boom!
The nine great cultivators trembled violently, feeling as if their heads were about to explode, and they were about to be torn to pieces!
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