章節 1856: Destruction

Who would make a move?

Did Ye Futian finally give up?

All eyes were fastened on him. This number one genius in the Original Realm, now asking for his own death.

But everyone understood that as the battle reached this point, the outcome was all but determined. He couldn't stay alive when more than half of the top figures in the Nine Realms wanted him dead.

Besides, the cultivators from the Dark Court and the Empty Divine Realm also desired his demise, so how could he stay alive?

If he continued to fight, it would only drag down the people who were around him.

Therefore, Ye Futian finally decided to give up.

Beneath the sky, inside the Heavenly Mandate Academy, those with weak cultivation had no idea what had happened above, but those who were Renhuang knew. Some of them looked on with coldness, some were angry, and some clenched their fists tightly, a murderous intent permeated from them.