The Legend of Futian

After Ye Futian had slaughtered all the cultivators, he retracted the imperial glory, which should not be exposed in front of the others. He raised his hand to take away the pagoda that had sealed off this space in the void. The aftershocks of the Great Path still lingered.

He did not leave but stood there in a daze. His brows were knitted tightly, like he had thought of something awful.

Ye Futian had a strong sense of foreboding. This was not because he had just killed the cultivators from the ancient royal family of Yan and Ling Xiao Palace. Strictly speaking, they had violated the rules first and forced him to fight back because he had no other choice.

What really disturbed him was this whole series of events. It seemed that they could all be linked together. However, if they were to be linked together, they inevitably pointed toward the speculation that would upend all his plans. Worse yet, he may also be facing the calamity between life and death, possibly perishing in the Donghua Heavens.

Just as Ye Futian was deep in thought, a powerful aura suddenly came from the distant void. He raised his head and saw a group of people descending on him. The man in the lead had divine light shining all over him, possessing an unparalleled temperament.

When Ye Futian saw the appearance of this man, his uneasiness became stronger. It was as if his suspicion was getting closer to becoming the truth. Although he was guessing, he had hoped that he was wrong. Once it had been proven to be right, the consequences would be unimaginable.

But things seemed to be moving in the worst possible direction.

The man that appeared was the number one genius talent of the Donghua Heavens, the proud son of the chief of the Donghua Domain Chief’s Manor—Ning Hua.

The person behind him was the cultivator from Domain Chief’s Manor who had entered the Secret Zone with him.

Ning Hua looked down at Ye Futian as his eyes surveyed the area below. His sight swept toward the broken ground and those corpses. His face suddenly became extremely cold, full of murderous intent.

Ye Futian didn’t explain anything but merely looked up at Ning Hua.

Ning Hua stared at him as he stepped forward. The light of the Grand Seal of the Great Path was shining, and traces of divine glory of the Seal enveloped this boundless space. The Way of the Seal was hidden inside his eyes and directly rushed into Ye Futian’s eyes. Ye Futian suddenly felt that all the will of the Great Path was sealed shut, and the same with the Great Path that surrounded him.

At this moment, Ye Futian felt the gap. Even though they both possessed a perfect Great Path, his opponent was an upper Renhuang of the Seventh Realm at his peak while he was just a Renhuang Fourth Realm. The gap between them was not insubstantial. Moreover, Ning Hua himself was a genius known as the number one figure in the Donghua Domain.

Such a gap was difficult to address. Ye Futian had killed more than a dozen powerful cultivators before, but he knew he had no chance against Ning Hua.

Above Ning Hua, a divine picture of a seal hung high in the sky as the divine light of the Great Path spilled down upon Ye Futian. At the same time, Ning Hua raised his palm and dealt a single blow. This blow shook the void with a violent tremor, and endless palm strikes seemed to overlap, turning into countless patterns of the Great Path that attacked in unison.

Silently, Ning Hua directly launched the attack.

The long spear in Ye Futian’s hand puffed out terrible Fighting Will as the spear lanced forward. However, the radiant pattern of the Great Path swept through his body, and the power of the long spear, as well as the power inside of Ye Futian, seemed to be sealed instantaneously.

Multiple hits from the palm strike landed at the same time; even the aurora of the spear was annihilated.

Bang!

Ye Futian’s body was knocked back and hit the black mountain wall fiercely, causing the entire side of the mountain to vibrate violently.

Sure enough, without any words or questions, he had resort to a strict offense.

Ye Futian was obvious on Ning Hua’s stance, and it also confirmed his suspicion. Suddenly, he felt a coldness all over.

It turned out that what he had always wanted to do was a huge mistake in itself. He was walking into the abyss, step by step, all by himself.

“While in the trial at the Secret Zone, you slaughtered people from all forces also there for the trial. You should die,” Ning Hua said with a cold tone. He stood in the void and looked down at Ye Futian. There was contempt in those arrogant eyes.

Even though Ye Futian had extraordinary talents, he still had just one thing to say—that was he should be executed.

He wanted Ye Futian dead.

As soon as his voice fell, all the cultivators behind him immediately moved forward and headed toward Ye Futian. Ning Hua didn’t need to take action himself; they would take care of Ye Futian and ensure his demise.

The terrible aura of the Great Path descended, and Ye Futian looked bad. His eyes were staring coldly at those cultivators who were approaching him.

“Stop…”

At this moment, there was a great shout. In the distance, with the speed of the wind, the aura of the Great Path descended. Several people were rushing over with extreme speed. It was Li Changsheng, Zong Chan, and the others who had extricated themselves from the battles on the other side.

“Vice Chief, what is the meaning of this?” Li Changsheng said from mid-air. When his voice fell, he was already at Ye Futian’s side, looking at Ning Hua and the cultivators from the Domain Chief’s Manor.

“My father has already said that in the Secret Zone, there must be no killing. However, Ye Futian has slaughtered all the Renhuang. You may report to the Millet Emperor that this man belongs to the Domain Chief’s Manor.” Ning Hua spoke with total authority. He had no intention to spare Ye Futian’s life.

“Brothers,” Ye Futian transmitted his voice to Li Changsheng and Zong Chan, is there any way to tell the Millet Emperor that there is a problem with the Chief?”

When Li Changsheng and Zong Chan heard Ye Futian’s voice transmission, their hearts trembled. They were no fools, and when they heard what Ye Futian had to say, a bold possibility came to them suddenly. It made their hearts skip a beat.

Was that the problem?

This was precisely the reason why Ye Futian felt hopeless.

He chose to come to the Domain Chief’s Manor to participate in the Donghua banquet, displaying his superior strength and talent, and entered the Secret Zone for trial. All these efforts were so that he could enter the Domain Chief’s Manor with absolute dominance to cultivate. Then, what could the ancient royal family of Yan and Lingxiao Palace possibly do to him?

However, he realized now that he was dead wrong.

Neither force—the ancient royal family of Yan or Linxiao Palace—had the slightest scruples about killing him. Why was that? They had set their sights on him from the very beginning. Clearly, they had this intention before entering the Secret Zone. It was not something that just happened by chance.

The Donghua banquet was taking place here, and the Chief was just outside. Was demonic beast a plausible excuse? Surely the Chief was not so naïve as to believe it.

Since it was not plausible, why did the others dared to do what they did?

Remembering Ling He’s aggression and confidence, and Yan Dongyang’s last words, coupled with the action of the Palace Lord of Ling Xiao Palace at the banquet, a thought started to form inside Ye Futian’s mind. Even before that, the Lingxiao Palace had pledged itself to the chief…

They might have been doing the bidding of the Chief.

Before, when Ling He was courting Qin Qing, the goddess of Fluttering Snow Palace, it was also in the effort to link these top forces to form a net of power.

Ling He and Qin Qing, Ning Hua and Taihua Goddess!

The more he thought about it, the more alarmed he became.

The Chief of Donghua Domain was the one ruling things behind the scenes!