The Legend of Futian

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio  Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

The Millet Emperor’s divine consciousness shrouded the boundless space. Ye Futian and the other cultivators from Wangshen Watchtower were gone, but they were still within the scope of detection. At his level of cultivation, his divine consciousness was more than powerful.

Not only him, but it was the same with the other masters. Though they were physically here, they had also noticed the movement in the distance. Ning Hua and the others didn’t seem to be in a hurry to catch up with the cultivators from Wangshen Watchtower. They seemed to deliberately keep their distance.

Besides, many cultivators from the Domain Chief’s Manor were also retreating.

However, many Renhuang outside the Domain Chief’s Manor were fixated on the sky above, their hearts greatly troubled. The Donghua banquet had turned into an internal conflict of the Donghua Domain, and even the Domain Chief’s Manor was involved. The Millet Emperor believed that the Chief had taken aim at Wangshen Watchtower.

“Those who have nothing to do with this matter, leave within ten breaths’ time,” said the Millet Emperor, allowing other Renhuang to leave this space. Everyone stiffened but soon flickered their way to withdraw speedily without any hesitation.

The Millet Emperor was preparing to battle right here.

In an instant, all the cultivators retreated into the distance, getting as far away from the Domain Chief’s Manor as possible.

The Millet Emperor looked down at Chief Ning Yuan and said, “Ning Yuan, you keep claiming that this is a grievance among Wangshen Watchtower, the Yan Kingdom, and Lingxiao Palace, but in the end, you made your move; you are not worthy of being in charge of Donghua Domain.”

When his voice fell, the watchtower flew high into the sky as a terrifying power of the Great Path was released from it. Suddenly, with the Domain Chief’s Manor as the center, countless divine tablets and stone gates fell down, turning into a divine wall that sealed the Domain Chief’s Manor. From where he was, the Watchtower seemed to be the only exit, like a heavenly gate.

The Domain Chief’s Manor was suppressed and shut down, clearly meant to be a battlefield. The Millet Emperor completely let himself go without any further inhibitions. The disciples of Wangshen Watchtower had to resign themselves to their fates. He closed up the space and would not participate. Neither could the other three major opponents, so they had to depend on their own destiny now.

After seeing him taking action, the sacred light surrounded the space, and within the forbidden space, there were countless characters of seals appearing, covering this space. Some even directly falling on the divine wall, blocking the way of suppression, creating a twofold blocking.

It was based on a tacit understanding that they let those youngsters leave without the participation of either side. This was their battle; if one of them took action, none of the youngsters on either side would be able to bear it.

Thus, the situation at hand.

Now, both sides had sealed the space at the same time, using it as a battlefield. The rest of the youngsters had to depend on themselves as to what happens later. Of course, to Ning Yuan, they had an absolute advantage. Ning Hua led Renhuang from the three major powers in pursuit. Were could those Renhuang from Wangshen Watchtower escape?

In that battle, Ning Yuan had no doubts, and even fewer doubts about what was about to happen here.

The Millet Emperor himself was extraordinary in strength, and now that he had come with the Watchtower, his combat power increased to another level. He was definitely a dangerous character at this point. However, the divine items at Domain Chief’s Manor were destroyed, and neither Emperor Yan nor Ling Yunzi had carried any divine items with them.

Even so, as the three major figureheads, they still had the absolute advantage. Ning Yuan was even confident that he himself alone was enough to deal with the Millet Emperor, who came with the Watchtower. However, on account that the Millet Emperor had thrown all care to the wind, he could not afford to be careless.

The Millet Emperor stood under the watchtower, like a deity who had integrated with the Great Path of this heaven and earth. Rumbling thunder rang out as the Great Path of suppression enveloped this space. The three major figureheads felt they were being fettered by the invisible oppressive force. Besides them, there were also other powerful figures that remained in Donghua Palace. They did not leave but stood by to watch the battle, wanting to witness this showdown.

The watchtower released an extremely dazzling divine brilliance, and an ancient aura came from beyond the sky. Countless divine brilliance fell on the Millet Emperor as if he had been completely integrated with the watchtower.

He raised his palm and pressed it downward in the sky. From the firmament, a shining divine light bloomed as it penetrated the sky. As if the sky had collapsed, it attacked the three cultivators in a flash.

At this time, outside where those Renhuang had retreated to in the distance, they experienced true fright as they witness the situation yonder. With the Domain Chief’s Manor as the center, there was a storm of the Great Path frantically rushing towards it. There seemed to be a divine light falling from the sky that lit up the forbidden void with dazzling radiance, but they couldn’t see the battle inside the battlefield.

Today, the Millet Emperor came carrying the watchtower to battle Chief Ning Yuan, and Emperor Yan was there with Ling Yunzi. No one knew if this master of Wangshen Watchtower could leave alive.

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In another place, Ye Futian and the others moving forward quickly in Donghua Heavens, heading in the direction where the Leng family compound was located. They wanted to take the space teleportation grand matrix to return to Wangshen Watchtower.

At this time, Li Changsheng, Zong Chan, and other cultivators from Wangshen Watchtower were looking worrisome. They weren’t concerned about themselves, but they were worried about the Millet Emperor. In this battle, the fate of the Millet Emperor was unknown. If there were only Emperor Yan and Ling Yunzi, they wouldn’t be so worried. But there was another man, the one who was in charge of Donghua Domain—Chief Ning Yuan.

No one knew the true origin of Ning Yuan or how strong he was. Even if he came with the watchtower, Li Changsheng and the others still didn’t think that the Millet Emperor had a great chance of winning. The Chiefs of the 18 domains were powerful characters. Only those transcendental figures in each domain could stand with them shoulder to shoulder.

Although the Millet Emperor established Wangshen Watchtower and became a principality himself, he was still far behind.

Behind them, the mighty group of Renhuang chased through the void and began to accelerate their speed forward. Ning Hua stepped into the void with divine light shining upon his body. His speed was lightning fast.

“Almost there,” the patriarch of the Leng family said. They were originally there to observe the ceremony and never thought that they would encounter this situation. Based on their previous relationship with Wangshen Watchtower, they were, of course, on the side of Wangshen Watchtower.

But Leng Qinghan was not here. She was a disciple of Donghua Academy; she would be fine as long as she’s under Donghua Academy’s protection.

However, at this moment, the face of Leng’s clan leader paled. Not only him, but Li Changsheng’s divine consciousness had already seen the situation inside the Leng family compound, and his expression was equally gloomy.

The once prosperous Leng family compound had now turned into a ruin. It was under attack, and the space teleportation grand matrix had been destroyed as well. At this moment, those who were currently occupying the compound included the Yan family. They were the ones who challenged Leng Qinghan at the first battle on Donghuang banquet, a branch of the ancient royal family of Yan.

“Damn it…” The clan leader of the Leng family watched the scene in front of him with red eyes. Many were lying in ruins. His clan had been through a bloodbath. These two major clans had always had frictions over the years. Now, the other side took this opportunity and slaughtered the Leng family.

“It seemed that this matter of Wangshen Watchtower had dragged you all into it.” Li Changsheng sighed, and his eyes also showed great pain. This conflict that was aimed at Wangshen Watchtower would be avenged sooner or later; because of the death of Supreme Being Donglai because the man behind all of it was Chief Ning Yuan of the Domain Chief’s Manor.

Therefore, this day would come sooner rather than later, and they had to destroy Wangshen Watchtower. Ye Futian’s appearance had provided the perfect excuse to speed up their plan to attack Wangshen Watchtower. Even if Ye Futian were not a factor, there would be other excuses, just like the intervention of the Domain Chief’s Manor was purely for superfluous reasons.

“I never expected it would be the Chief.” Storm Demon’s eyes were icy. He, too, understood that the person who caused this chaos was Domain Chief, Ning Yuan, of Domain Chief’s Manor.

Without him, The Yan Kingdom and Lingxiao Palace would not dare to do this. Although they were able to suppress Wangshen Watchtower, they were not so blatant as to commit outright slaughter. After all, the Millet Emperor was there. If they were to start the massacre, they would be equally in trouble.

But because of Ning Yuan, those people dared to be so imprudent.

Back then, Supreme Being Donglai probably perished under such circumstances as well.

The cultivators from the Yan family levitated into the sky, intercepting them. There was an even stronger reinforcement behind to hunt them. There seemed to be nowhere for them to escape.

“Continue ahead and attack,” Li Changsheng said. As he was approaching the Leng family compound, he was releasing a terrible murderous intent. Not only him, but Zong Chan and other Renhuang were the same; the murderous intent on them was frightening.

A long spear appeared in Ye Futian’s hand as a monstrous battle intent erupted, and divine light surrounded his body. Cold murderous intent shot out from his eyes, accompanied by an extreme chill.

The group was moving fast, and within a few moments, they had already arrived at Leng’s family compound. The Yan family cultivators stood in the void above the ruins, and an aura of the Great Path erupted. Under the leadership of the Yan family’s patriarch, they lined up with a true dragon surrounding each of them, suppressing this corner of the sky. When they saw those cultivators coming their way, they immediately unleashed the attack of the Great Path at the same time. All the true dragons roared and rushed forward, flooding the void.

Li Changsheng and Zong Chan were the fastest, traversing through directly, and the body of those massive divine dragons shattered and burst one by one.

Likewise, Ye Futian was fast to the extreme, turning into a stream of light. A powerful Renhuang of the Seventh Realm was in front of him, with a mighty aura erupting from his body. When he saw Ye Futian attack, he raised his hand to blast out an overwhelming Dragon Seal.

Buzz!

Ye Futian’s spear lanced out, and the overwhelming spear intent blasted directly on the Dragon Seal, splitting it from the middle, shattering it.

With a wet sound, the spear penetrated through his opponent’s body. A Renhuang of the Seventh Realm pulverized in the void instantaneously, with no time for even a scream.

“Be careful!” the patriarch of the Yan Family yelled, and he didn’t look so good. Their order was to destroy the teleportation grand matrix and intercept it here, but they didn’t expect that reinforcements would come so slowly.

It was as if they didn’t care whether they lived or died!