The Ultimate Battle

Those beside Ye Futian did not have pleasant expressions on their faces. The pursuit of the four cultivators had actually pushed their group back to block the army chasing after the four while they escaped scot-free into the pavilion.

Just then, multiple figures formed by noble will appeared in front of them. It was terrifying enough to that one figure at the beginning. Now, it was basically mission impossible. They were not going to stop until Ye Futian's whole group was dead.

"Respectable seniors, please carry on. I'm simply passing by," smiled Ye Futian. The Black Wind Eagle retreated into the sky above the pavilion, clearing the entrance to the building. But the noble beings just stood there, disregarding Ye Futian's words. An enormous army rushed towards them from behind. It seemed like all the cultivators in this area of the palace were gathering here. Looking out at the ocean of soldiers, there seemed to be no end. A truly terrifying sight to witness.