The Legend of Futian

Among the cultivators of Wangshen Watchtower, besides Zong Chan, others such as Li Changsheng, Goddess Donglai, Alchemy Emperor, the clan leader of the Leng Family, and Blade Demon were all powerful combatants. But the number of their opponents was still greater. After all, they were facing a combined force from four sides.

At this time, Ye Futian was on one side of the battlefield, looking at the Renhuang surrounding him. Those from the ancient royal family of Yan, the Lingxiao Palace, and many other Renhuang from the Yan family had their eyes on him as the primary target. This was the consensus among several major principalities: they must take down Ye Futian.

An incomparably splendid divine brilliance bloomed from Ye Futian, and the extraordinary imperial glory radiated from him. Ye Futian, at this moment, was like a son of god bathing in infinite divine light. Strong murderous intent filled his radiant eyes.

“This is…” The surrounding cultivators were shocked, including those from the ancient royal family of Yan and other forces. Their heartbeats quickened as they felt this power at close range. It was as if he was the master of the Great Path who would not be denied.

“It’s the will of the emperor.” Many cultivators trembled fiercely. Ye Futian actually possessed the will of the emperor. How could this be possible?

Never mind those who were around, even those cultivators of all sides who came from far away were in shock. The masters had stayed behind for battle at the Domain Chief’s Manor, but their progeny hurried along to this battlefield, wanting to see what was happening here. At least, the situation here would not affect them.

When they saw Ye Futian releasing the imperial glory from his person, it had caused a great disturbance in their hearts.

Who was this Sword Emperor Liunian, who seemed to have come out of nowhere?

Why did he possess the will of the Great Emperor?

Was he really just an heir of Supreme Being Donglai?

At this moment, many were wondering about Ye Futian’s true identity. How many Great Emperors were there in this world?

In the land of Divine Prefecture, as far as they knew, there was only one person in the Imperial Realm, and that was the supreme being who had unified Divine Prefecture, Donghuang the Great himself.

“Ye Liunian’s name was unheard of before. It is as if he came out of nowhere. He may have other identities,” someone suggested.

“The first time I saw him was on Eastern Deity Island at Penglai Continent, and he was just an unknown back then. Now it seems that he may be a descendant of some hermits or that he had some fortuitous encounters. Otherwise, as an ordinary casual Renhuang cultivator, such strength is unlikely,” Jiang Jiuming also said. Everyone had many opinions about this, and their hearts were extremely disturbed.

At this moment, Yan Hanxing knew how Ye Futian had killed Yan Dongyang and other cultivators in the secret zone. It turned out that he was much stronger than he could have imagined.

Li Changsheng and Zong Chan, who were in the midst of fighting, also sensed the situation with Ye Futian. Sure enough, this junior brother of theirs was just as he had expected. He was not an ordinary man, which he had always suspected.

Above the sky, a gigantic pattern of Yin and Yang appeared. The aura of the infinite Great Path between the vast heaven and earth flowed toward the Yin Yang pattern. As the pattern grew, it began to cover the sky above the Leng family compound, with strands of divine brilliance falling. They were similar to sword intents but were filled with the power of yin and yang. There was the terrifying Divine Fire of Wutong, as well as the ultimate power of Yin that hid within the Sword Qi.

“Kill!”

Ye Futian surveyed the crowd. Suddenly, divine light burst out of the Yin Yang pattern above the sky and blasted toward the Renhuang of the other side, launching a group attack, covering all opponents at once. All the Renhuang from the Yan family were covered within, and among them, Renhuang below the Eighth Realm looked up in horror as the threat of death was upon them.

Roar… At this moment, the dragon’s chants resounded through the void, shattering mountains and rivers. They seemed to pulverize this space outright as the sky and earth were being torn apart.

One Renhuang of the Six Realm was protected by the true dragon. His Divine Wheel of the Great Path was a divine dragon that was protecting his body. But the Yin Yang pattern rained down divine light as sizzling sounds were heard. The body of the divine dragon shattered right away, as fragile as a thin film that could not withstand a blow. Divine glory pierced through the defense and landed on the opponent’s body.

“No…” A scream was heard, and that Renhuang turned into dust and disappeared under the divine glory of swordsmanship.

But it wasn’t just him. The crowd discovered to their horror that cultivators below the realm of Upper Renhuang had all disappeared, like dust and smoke. What was in front of them was so shocking that in a blink of an eye, Renhuang that were around Ye Futian were reduced by more than half as they were massacered.

There was an Upper Renhuang of the Seventh Realm who was madly resisting, and at the same time, his body drifted backward with incredible speed. He was already a hundred miles away in a flash.

However, the Yin Yang pattern above had obscured the sky and the sun. That light of catastrophe seemed to have locked onto his body and rained down that destructive divine glory. It seemed to shuttle through the space. Even though it was hundreds of miles away, it still penetrated through directly.

A powerful Upper Renhuang of the Seventh Realm was equally fragile.

“What level of offensive power is this?” The cultivators in the distance never felt so scared. The power of the Great Path was torn to pieces like paper.

The most frightening thing was that this was a mass attack, a killing spree on a large scale.

In this short while, dozens of Renhuang perished; it was a day of reckoning for them.

The cultivators of the Yan family fared the worst. Generally speaking, their strength was relatively weaker compared to the others, and they were right at the center of the fight. In addition, Ye Futian deliberately retaliated against them, so he didn’t hold back. In just a moment, there weren’t many Renhuang left from the Yan family.

The surrounding cultivators thought that this was the price of participating in the struggle among top forces. Participating without the requisite confidence and strength was all but equivalent to death. Even as these cultivators were surrounded to attack those from Wangshen Watchtower, they could not vanquish them. In the first confrontation, followed by Ye Futian’s attack, the Yan family had lost over half of their Renhuang in these two fights. They had borne the brunt of the most damage.

In this battle, although the Yan family destroyed the Leng family with whom they had long had grudges, they themselves didn’t fare much better in the end.

“Kill him!” Clan leader Yan said coldly. He himself was tangled up with clan leader Leng, and when he saw the cultivators of his clan being slaughtered thus, his eyes were full of strong murderous intent.

When his words fell, those Upper Renhuang from the Yan family who were still alive walked toward Ye Futian. Among them were two Renhuang of the Eighth Realm and five Renhuang of the Seventh Realm. It was a terrifying group for sure. They took out long spears at the same time and launched them toward Ye Futian. The golden dragon spear cut through the void, piercing through it, and descended instantly in front of Ye Futian. In a short while, a terrifying storm appeared in front of Ye Futian, which seemed to be stirred up by a terrible dragon.

Boom… The imperial glory of the Great Emperor was released. Ye Futian’s body seemed to have been transformed into a golden divine tree, which strengthened his spiritual will to its extreme. This was the divine tree obtained from Eastern Deity Island. A boundless and majestic breath came out from it as the branches and leaves of the divine tree reached into the surrounding spaces, engulfing those attacking dragon’s shadows.

Those dragon shadows were coming fast with great momentum, as if they were mowing down the divine tree, madly tearing at its branches and leaves. However, those branches and vines seemed endless, spreading into the far distance at an even faster speed, covering this corner of the sky.

In an instant, within a radius of hundreds of miles, it was full of branches and leaves from the divine tree. A towering divine tree of thousands of meters stood between heaven and earth. The Yin Yang pattern above rained on the catastrophic light of the Great Path, forming a horrific closed loop.

In the space of this closed-loop, there were two completely different auras from the power of Yin and power of Yang. For all the cultivators trapped in it, they felt an extreme discomfort, as if this was Ye Futian’s Great Path field, and no power between heaven and earth could come into it.

Boom!

Another world of starry skies appeared in this space, surrounded by stars. At this moment, Ye Futian stood there like the master of this world. Even a Renhuang of the Eight Realm felt the threat of death.

Ye Futian, at this moment, was extremely dangerous.

Buzz!

The infinite divine brilliance fell down, attacking those cultivators. The branches and vines also reached into the crowd at the same time. The bodies of those several cultivators of the Seventh Realm were swallowed up then obliterated by the light from the Yin Yang pattern, without a trace.

At the same time, Ye Futian’s body was moving. He stepped across the void to attack a cultivator of the Eighth Realm. A golden divine flame appeared around the cultivator, burning the vines that rolled towards him. There was a terrible golden divine dragon around him. He was holding a dragon spear with the golden flame.

The light of catastrophe fell from the void, and the dragon spear in his hand pierced into the sky, turning into terrifying light beams. But at the same time, Ye Futian, who was coming toward him, slapped his left hand forward. Suddenly, infinite numbers of starry stone tablets came down, like ancient divine gates. There was also the sound of Buddha lingering, which bewitched the soul.

The other was clad in a golden dragon armor, and the divine flaming dragon spear danced in his hands. The banging sound continued as each of the stone tablets exploded and shattered; the man’s spear method was astounding.

But at this moment, Ye Futian appeared in front of him. With another palm strike, it sent him into the starry world, while the ancient divine tablets and the golden divine elephants coming down at him. Although his spear method was domineering, after his spear strike, he saw Ye Futian in the void; he was god-like. He couldn’t help wondering in his heart, how could a Renhuang of the Fourth Realm be so threatening to him?

Boom!

A divine tablet came from the starry sky and was pierced by his spear again. But in the next moment, he saw a pair of icy eyes that caused his thoughts to pause for a moment. Just as he broke free from its constraint, he saw more divine tablets slamming down.

Suddenly, he felt a powerful sense of danger. When he stabbed the spear again, a shadow of the spear flashed away, and he realized that something was terribly wrong and tried to get away.

Bang! With a loud sound, the divine tablet that was smashing down was broken open again by him, but he felt an extreme chill as a shadow flashed away. The next moment, he saw a man with a spear appearing in front of him, and that spear had already gone into his forehead.

How could one person possess so many powerful abilities, and every one of them threatened his life until he was finally terminated by a single strike.

This was the last thought in his mind. In the next moment, his skull burst as his soul and spirit dispersed.

The other two cultivators of the Eighth Realm were still being restrained by the power inside the realm of the Great Path. They were a little hopeless to see the death of their companion. The person who was killed was the strongest person next to their clan leader, but Ye Futian had killed him. Could they have any hope to survive this?

In this battle, would the Yan family of Donghua Heavens become history?!