Chapter 2783 - Die with Honor?

Chapter 2783 Die with Honor?

"Ye Futian, I can give you a way to survive. Will you choose it?" the Vajra Realm Lord asked. His voice held penetrative power and the cultivators of the Ye Imperial Palace felt their eardrums hurt.

The former Great Emperor had combined with the Vajra Realm Lord, becoming one. He had recovered his Divine Power, and though he still had not recovered to his prime, he was already under the Emperor Plane. Even his voice contained Divine Power.

The people of the Ye Imperial Palace could feel it. They felt hopeless and looked up at Ye Futian in the sky.

Perhaps, they would face unprecedented danger today. Would they be able to reverse the tides this time?

"A way to survive?" Ye Futian looked at the other. He understood clearly that there was only one path to resolving this under the circumstances. Everyone under the Great Emperor Plane were ants. He must kowtow under the other's foot, accept the other's control and give up everything. This is what the other wanted.

In reality, they had lost the ability to relieve the situation after the storm that year. One party had to be destroyed.

However, he seemed to indeed be one step slower. The other had reached the next level one step sooner, even though this might have been because of the Human Ancestor.

But the process was not necessary. It was the result that was important.

While the Vajra Realm Lord spoke, a boundless divine formation appeared in the sky. The divine formation contained boundless and infinite Sword Will as if it was the power of divine punishment.

Ye Futian took a look. It was another reincarnated Great Emperor of the Ancient God Clan preparing to attack.

He had a thought, and a horrifying spatial storm appeared in the sky. The Rules in this place surged, and countless swallowing spaces appeared in the vast space. In addition, a huge swallowing wheel appeared. It was like a black hole that could swallow up everything in the world.

Very strong Rules of Space flooded outside of this black hole storm. In the sky, it was as if the Will of the Great Emperor was awakening. This land originally had a Will of the Great Emperor. This had once been where the Mahoraga of the Eight Legions had been located.

Ye Futian's eyes changed. His body melted into that space, disappearing into the black hole.

This windstorm flooded down the sky. The black hole swallowed everything in the world, including the Force of the Great Path, causing many of the Sword Will to disappear after being swept into the black hole.

"Interesting." The Vajra Realm Lord looked up into the sky. His golden eyes held Divine Power and were extremely sharp. "The Will of the Mahoraga from the ancient Eight Legions. Unfortunately, this does not exist."

As soon as he finished speaking, a frightening Will shot into the heavens, causing that horrifying swallowing storm in the sky to ripple. The other reincarnated Great Emperors also released their Wills. The entire Ye Imperial Palace was enveloped by the Wills of these Great Emperors, making people feel truly suffocating pressure.

Every Will was of the Great Emperor level. Even though these Great Emperors had not returned to their peak, they had already awoken again and returned. It was the true Will of the Great Emperor. Just as the other had said, if King Mahoraga had come back to life, he would naturally be able to force back their Will. But Mahoraga did not exist anymore while they had indeed returned.

Boom! The silhouette of the Vajra Realm's Ancient God raised a hand and pointed at the sky. In an instant, the Divine Power of the Vajra Realm transformed into various sharp blades that penetrated the void. The blades did not fly out of his hand. Instead, it crossed through the void and stabbed into the black hole storm that could swallow everything.

The various sharp blades came from an Ancient God's hand and could stab through the spatial storm directly. The black hole storm swallowed it up, but the other end was still in the hand of the Ancient God. Divine Power burst forth, flooding wildly into the black hole storm, wanting to rip the black hole storm apart.

The black hole storms rolled and thundered as if they were about to collapse. At the same time, the force of divine punishment transformed by the countless divine swords also stabbed into the black hole storm. These Ancient Gods wanted to make the black hole storm collapse forcefully.

Boom, boom, boom… Many thunderous sounds shook the sky and land. The windstorms that had appeared above the Ye Imperial Palace were collapsing simultaneously, getting ruined and destroyed.

Billions of divine swords flew out at once, racing towards Ye Futian.

Suddenly, a very strong beam of the Sword Will appeared in the sky. Four figures appeared at the same time. The four great swordsmen were the Supreme Swordlord, Ye Wuchen, Yaya, and Swordsmaster of Lihen. Of course, the Supreme Swordlord was the leader, while Ye Wuchen and the other swordsmen were support. They released the Emperor-level Will that they'd comprehended that year and activated the emperor-level divine weapon. With the Supreme Swordlord as the main sword formation leader, a massive divine sword formation appeared above the windstorm.

The two forces of Sword Will crashed wildly against each other, collapsing in the void and upending the world.

"Hmph." There was a cold huff, and then a Haotian Great Palm Seal appeared in the sky. It passed through the broken Sword Will directly and slammed into the Supreme Swordlord and the others in the sky.

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They pushed the huge sword to crash against it, but the moment that the Haotian Divine Power was released, it already crushed everything. The Great Palm Seal transformed into the sky, representing the Will of Haotian. It was incomparable.

Boom! With a massive crash, the emperor-level divine sword fell down and finally caused the Haotian Great Palm Seal to shake. However, the emperor-level divine sword was still sent flying back. The Supreme Swordlord and other strong cultivators were sent flying too. They grunted, and fresh blood trickled out of their mouths. They had not been hit directly. It was the Divine Power contained in the Will of Haotian that had hurt them.

"Insects are trying to shake a tree," the leader of the Haotian Clan said. He had once been Haotian the Great. One could imagine how incredibly strong he had been before to name himself after Haotian—the vast heavens. He represented the Will of Haotian. The Divine Power that he cultivated was also the Divine Power of Haotian.

Now, even though he had not returned fully, he could already release his Will and Divine Power at the same time. How could these people counter him with only one emperor-level weapon?

He could sweep away everything by himself and kill into the Ye Imperial Palace.

And yet, they had all come together.

Ye Futian glanced at the Supreme Swordlord and the others. He felt some despair. Naturally, he also thought that these people were already returning. Even though they had not become emperors directly after returning, they were already Near Great Emperors. These Near Great Emperors were not the same as other Near-Deity cultivators.

Even if the other Near-Deity cultivators had very detailed and strong cultivations, they had not touched the ultimate power yet. But these people had felt it before. They had once been true Great Emperors.

"Ye Futian, it is still your honor to die here today," the Haotian Clan leader announced, his voice reverberating the sky.

It was still Ye Futian's honor to die because he would die in their hands. Countless Great Emperors had allied today to kill Ye Futian.

"As the descendant of a Great Emperor and heir of many Great Emperors, you aren't willing to surrender. Then, today I will bestow upon you an honored death. You may rest in peace," the Vajra Realm leader said. His voice was extremely cold and arrogant.

Bestowing death upon Ye Futian was his honor.

It was only because they were high and mighty Great Emperors. Merely dying in their hands was an honor, let alone all of them descending together to kill Ye Futian.

No one else in the Divine Prefecture would have this honor.

Killing him was his own honor. What kind of arrogance was this? What kind of mockery was this? But these people had once been Great Emperors. Right now, all the strong cultivators of the Ye Imperial Palace only felt suffocating pressure.

The repressive aura shrouded everyone. It was not only Ye Futian today. The group of Great Emperors saw everyone's lives as nothing. Everything under the Great Emperor Plane were mere ants. If Ye Futian lost, then everyone would die here today. The other party would not let anyone go.

The Ye Imperial Palace was a whole.

At this moment, Ye Futian's body entered the upper sky. His Qi surged wildly within him, flowing towards the outer world. Emerald green divine light from his Life Palace combined with the Will of the world. His own Will incorporated into the world too.

His cultivation had improved his abilities significantly these past few years. He was incomparable to the past and could not be spoken of in the same way, but even so, he was not facing the controllers of Ancient God Clans anymore. Instead, they were returned Great Emperors.

Plus, it was not only one.

Under these circumstances, he would only have a sliver of chance by borrowing the Will of Ancient Great Emperors and fully combine with the Will of Mahoraga that was contained in the relics.

As if sensing something, the group of strong cultivators looked up into the sky. There was scorn in their eyes. Ye Futian still had not given up and wanted to turn the tides. He was dreaming!

"The people are always so delusional. They're already hopeless, but they still hold onto the fantasy. It's just the struggle before death. What meaning is there for an ant's struggle?" the Haotian Clan leader said loudly. His voice was indifferent and held a lofty feeling. He did not respect Ye Futian at all. He was no longer the controller of the Haotian Clan.

The strong cultivators of the Ye Imperial Palace did not think that the other party was being cocky when they heard this voice. Instead, the voice seemed solemn and grave, as if stating a fact. That was the voice of a Great Emperor, and it was accompanied by a divine might. The masses were ants, while they were the rulers of the world.

What meaning was there for an ant's struggle?

Perhaps it was because Ye Futian was the first person they wanted to kill after returning, or maybe he was the first "opponent," so they were a bit more talkative.

Even though they did not truly see Ye Futian as an opponent, they still gave Ye Futian some "respect." In their eyes, they had come personally to kill Ye Futian, and several had come together. This was already respect. It was Ye Futian's honor. He could die with honor.

"Die," a calm voice said. It was a distant tone, as if announcing the result—the result that had already been determined.

In the sky, the Haotian Might shrouded the land. A face appeared above his body. It seemed to represent Haotian.

This face then transformed into a huge figure, like a heavenly deity. It raised a hand and slammed down at the lower sky. Countless Haotian Great Palm Seals abruptly shot down. The ground shattered, and everything was about to be destroyed. The palm seals covered the entire Ye Imperial Palace.

Everything was about to be destroyed!