In the vast battlefield of the Holy Zhi Palace, countless mighty ones rushed to the battlefield where Ye Futian was once again. Every single slash the Sword Saint dealt resulted in a rain of blood and gore. Yu Sheng did his best to break through the barricade at his side, intending to return to Ye Futian. The nine over there made them feel that they truly held the power to kill Ye Futian.
"Get him." A cold voice was heard from the air. The mighty ones from the three holy lands of the Endless Ocean barricaded the place where Ye Futian was in layers, making that particular battlefield unusually packed. They cordoned the place off both in the air or on the ground, forbidding anyone from getting near.
