The Legend of Futian

A level eight virtuoso was defeated with just a finger.

The practitioners of Donghua Academy looked at Desolation with a rather somber look in their eyes. The aura of the Great Path flowed around the virtuosos of the Donghua Academy, who were standing at various places. Their clothes fluttered, and they all seemed to want to challenge Desolation to a fight.

This Desolation was a top-tier figure in the Desolate God Palace; he was too arrogant.

“It’s best if you send a level nine practitioner.” Desolation spoke in the direction of the Donghua Academy practitioners. Even if the person were a disciple of the Donghua Academy, a level-eight virtuoso was still unable to match up with him. He had a perfect Great Path. He also had the ability to cause the Divine Mirror of Heavenly Wheels to emit five layers of divine light. It was more than sufficient for him to fight those who were one level higher than him.

Moreover, even though that finger was an ultimate move, he did not display his true strength; he had only casually pointed. If he unleashed his Desolation Wheel, his opponent would not be able to withstand the might of his Divine Wheel alone. His opponent would be crushed straight away; there was no need for him even to act. It could only be said that he and his opponent were not on the same level.

All the other practitioners understood this. The Desolation Wheel had a history nearly as far back as the God Level; a level-eight virtuoso was bound to lose. However, he was a level-seven high-level Renhuang; it was not appropriate to send out a level-nine virtuoso just like that.

After the level-eight Renhuang left the stage, Donghua Academy would send a level-nine virtuoso.

“It seems like Desolation wants to challenge the top prodigy in Donghua Heavens,” Li Changsheng whispered as he stood on a mountaintop with the practitioners from Wangshen Watchtower. Ning Hua was known as the top person among the four virtuosos. He had an extremely high reputation. On the other hand, Desolation was ranked third. As one of the most influential and powerful characters around, he certainly wanted to meet Ning Hua.

If he could defeat everyone from the Donghua Academy, Ning Hua would be forced to show himself.

“He is only at the seventh level; I think it’ll be challenging. Someone from the Donghua Academy should be able to stop him,” Ye Futian said. Desolation’s Great Path was perfect, and if they were to consider his combat abilities, he could certainly take on a level nine practitioner with an imperfect Great Path.

However, this was Donghua Academy. Even though there weren’t many figures like Ling He, there had to be people like him. For people like them, even if flaws started appearing in their Great Paths, they were still powerful. They could not be regarded as a typical Renhuang; rather, they were somewhere in between the two. Moreover, this was the Donghua Academy, the top sacred grounds in the Donghua Domain. There were definitely some powerful figures.

Thus, from Ye Futian’s perspective, if Desolation wanted to decimate all of Donghua Academy, he had to at least step into the eighth level for that to be possible.

“Mmm,” Li Changsheng nodded. “As the top sacred grounds of the Donghua Domain, there is no lack of powerful characters; we’ve witnessed it before. Some virtuosos have hidden themselves in the academy. There’s no need to elaborate on the strength of the practitioners held in high regard by Donghua Academy; they are certainly very strong. It’s just that the people in the older generation won’t necessarily step in to help. Thus, there might not be that many people who can defeat Desolation.”

Ye Futian nodded and continued watching silently. Desolation was indeed very strong. The people he now contacted were the top-tier figures in the entire Divine Prefecture; they were no longer typical Renhuangs. Ning Hua, Desolation, and the rest were all the most prodigious characters in the Donghua Domain.

At that moment, a practitioner from Donghua Academy stepped out. Everyone looked at that person, and expectedly, he was a level-nine Renhuang virtuoso.

Oin! At that moment, a sword descended from a distance away. It levitated in the air, and a voice followed behind, “Let me do it.”

The voice was very calm, and it made people feel secure. It seemed to come from the sword.

When the Donghua Academy practitioners raised their heads and saw the sword, they instantly knew whose sword it was.

“Alright.” The level-nine virtuoso who walked out initially did not have a tinge of hesitation; yet, he did not insist on the battle and instead retreated and let the newcomer take his place.

Obviously, he was very convinced by the newcomer’s strength.

A silhouette appeared out of nowhere in the sky. He stood on the floating sword and looked down at Desolation.

He was not young; he was a man in his fifties or sixties. He had obviously been cultivating for a very long time. His hair was tied cleanly behind him. He was cloaked in a very simple light blue robe. He looked extremely normal, but he gave off an extraordinary aura; it was like he had discarded everything material and had returned to his authentic, true self.

“Brother,” several people from the Donghua Academy greeted him loudly. They looked at the silhouette in the air with respect. It was obvious that this elderly man was highly regarded.

Ye Futian let out a rather intrigued expression. This elderly man was obviously quite old. He was a top-tier Renhuang who had cultivated for years. Yet, he was a disciple of the Donghua Academy and not a senior. That was quite interesting.

However, this was also normal. The top sacred grounds of the Donghua Domain naturally had no age restrictions. Many practitioners who came here looking for mentors might be very old.

“A swordsman.” Li Changsheng looked at the elderly man floating in mid-air and seemed to remember who he was. He whispered, “Black Tortoise Sword Emperor.”

Quite a few practitioners from Wangshen Watchtower had heard of the Black Tortoise Sword Emperor’s name. They did not expect to be able to witness his techniques.

This Black Tortoise Sword Emperor was a very famous figure and was extremely powerful. He had already attained the ninth Renhuang level many years ago. He should now be at the pinnacle of Renhuang already. Many people guessed that the Black Tortoise Sword Emperor would have a chance to surpass the limitations of the Great Path and reach the next level. Of course, this was only a possibility. After all, taking that step was too difficult.

Desolation looked up at the Black Tortoise Sword Emperor in the air, his expression unchanged. The Black Tortoise Sword Emperor said, “Please.”

Just as he finished speaking, countless gray streams flowed towards the air from Desolation. The vast heaven and earth seemed to be sealed by those streams. At the same time, an impressive might of the sword appeared around the Black Tortoise Sword Emperor. Swords appeared one after another and floated in space. On every sword, there seemed to be a picture printed on it. A screen of swords appeared in the heavens above. Tens of thousands of divine swords materialized everywhere.

Boom… In the region of the Great Path, Desolation initiated his attack. Countless streaks of black lightning shot towards Black Tortoise Sword Emperor. Every streak of black lightning contained a terrifyingly destructive power. However, the swords around the Black Tortoise Sword Emperor revolved around him. These swords were a little larger than typical swords. The sword domain shrouded Black Tortoise Sword Emperor. A mirage of a massive black tortoise appeared.

These swords had morphed into a giant black tortoise. Even though the black lightning strikes shot straight at it, they were unable to break it.

More swords were materializing between heaven and earth, causing the body of the black tortoise to become increasingly huge. It covered the entire sky, and it was like a mega sword matrix. A heavy, somber, murderous power permeated outwards from the Black Tortoise Sword Matrix and shrouded the entire space below it.

Desolation raised his head. In the space above, the boundless gigantic black tortoise blocked out the horizon. If they were not at the Path Seeking Stage, this black tortoise might have become even larger.

However, his region of the Great Path was also expanding. A limitless flow of destructive power shrouded the skies above him; even the mega Black Tortoise Sword Matrix was shrouded within. Desolation’s body floated into the air and continued to rise. He reached his arm out in front of him, and between his fingers swirled a terrifying aura.

Boom… With his body at its center, a terrifying destructive storm materialized. He raised his hand and pointed at the skies, unleashing his Finger of Death. At the same instant, a limitless destructive flow exploded outwards. The power of that one finger caused beams of black light to appear in the air. They pierced through the air and shot straight at his opponent.

At the same time, blades of light showered downwards. From the Black Tortoise Sword Matrix, swords rained downwards one after another, its might pressurizing this space. The black tortoise in the heavens seemed to let out a low roar. The Black Tortoise Sword Emperor also pointed down. Instantly, the infinitely massive black tortoise dove downwards. The sword matrix descended and collided with the Finger of Death.

A loud boom rumbled out as the two beams of light collided and shattered at the same time. Under the overwhelming power of the Black Tortoise Sword Matrix that was pressing downwards, Desolation retreated downward.

Countless black leaves and branches twisted up to meet the sword matrix in the air, but they were all shattered.

Crack!

A terrifying sound echoed out. Above Desolation, a black divine palace appeared. It carried an aura of bareness. It was the Divine Wheel forged from his core soul—the Desolation Wheel.

Rumble. In the heavens above, everything darkened. The world morphed into sheer darkness. It was as though it were the end of the world. The battlefield was filled with a desolate, destructive aura. Countless black chains seemed to shoot out from the divine palace, reaching up into the skies and twisting towards the Black Tortoise Sword Emperor.

These chains sealed the entire space, shrouding all directions and locking in heaven and earth.

Desolation stood below. Bathed in the aura permeating outwards from the Desolation Wheel, he seemed even more fearsome. At that moment, the infinitely giant black tortoise seemed to be particularly insignificant as it was caged in the destructive dark world.

“Desolate Tribulations,” Desolation said. Instantly, tens of thousands of streaks of light burst out from the Desolation Wheel. Like beams of judgment, they shot towards the Black Tortoise Sword Emperor. The scene was utte