The Legend of Futian

The ancient royal family of Duan was a majestic city within a city, feeling ancient and historic.

At this time outside the ancient royal family, a white-haired man stood there, his deep-set eyes looking straight inside of the city. Behind him, from sky above, many cultivators had come in a hurry, as their attention focused on Ye Futian and the ancient Imperial city.

Did he intend to go in there by himself?

Within the ancient royal family, there were also mighty figures now made their appearance. Many cultivators stood in the void and looked at the person standing outside. They knew what had happened. A man who came from Donghua Domain originally, had joined Four Corner Village. Now he wanted to enter the ancient royal family under his own power alone to take away their prisoners. His arrogance and audacity spoke volume of his contempt to them all.

What Ye Futian said had already offended the powerful cultivators of the entire ancient royal family. They had deemed him arrogant beyond reason and impertinent to boot.

In that palace, the ground was sprinkled with a layer of holy radiance, and a magical force sealed the level below to prevent the ancient royal family from being affected by the impending battle.

In the depth of the ancient royal family, there were two men, Fang Gai and Fang Huan. They were staring at a place, somewhere far away, and Fang Gai was overwhelmed with emotions. He did not expect Ye Futian to come in this manner. Now, he could only hope that nothing would happen to him.

“Fang Cun’s Master?” It was Fang Huan, who looked to be about middle-aged. His long black hair was a little disheveled, but his eyes were dark and shiny as he questioned Fang Gai.

“Mmm,” Fang Gai nodded. He had mentioned Ye Futian to Fang Huan.

“Isn’t he a little too impulsive to do this alone?” Fang Huan asked. One man to take on the entire ancient royal family?

If it was him, there wouldn’t be much concern. There was no Upper Renhuang with perfect Great Path in all of the ancient royal family of Duan, and he was already perfect at the Seventh Realm; even cultivators at the Ninth Realm would not pose a problem for him. But Ye Futian, as he understood from his father, was only at Fifth Realm, how could he possibly hope to get in?

“He doesn’t look like someone who behave carelessly. If he dared to say that it must mean that he was certain of his chances,” said Fang Gai.

Of course, it was also possible that Ye Futian had no choice but to take the gamble. If he lost, he would have to surrender the divine techniques.

Fang Gai sank deep into his own thoughts.

A fearsome divine Might enveloped the boundless space. Duan Tianxiong stood on the top of the tallest hall in the palace with many cultivators behind him. Their eyes focused on the figure outside. Although the distance was great, in their powerful sight, it was as if everything was right in front of them.

Duan Tianxiong was curious to see just how this man, notorious for upsetting the balance of Donghua Domain, could really penetrate the ancient royal family like he claimed.

“Ye Futian came to our territory alone, so you may take action one at a time, but you must not intercept or choreograph your attacks at the same time.” Duan Tianxiong announced in a loud but clear voice, full of strength and power.

“Yes, Overlord.” Voices resounded throughout the void. As cultivators of the ancient royal family of Duan, they also cared about their reputations. Ye Futian was a Renhuang of the Fifth Realm, attempting to break into the ancient royal family under his own power. If they were to stymie his effort together, it would be as if they were trying to win by numbers alone.

Furthermore, was there really nobody from the entire ancient royal family who could take him down?

Next to Duan Tianxiong, there was a young man with unmatched temperament, who bore some resemblance to Duan Tianxiong. He was the prince of the ancient royal family of Duan, Duan Qiong.

As a Renhuang of the Sixth Realm, Duan Qiong possessed perfect Great Path, along with incredibly aggressive strength. He did not believe that Ye Futian could succeed. Him alone would stop Ye Futian in his track.

“Go and tell all the cultivators of the ancient royal family of Duan to meet him in the challenge. It would be a good opportunity for them to know that there is always someone more powerful than what they have experienced,” Duan Tianxiong ordered Duan Qiong.

“I’ll go now.” Duan Qiong nodded as he went about carrying out this command. Clearly, they took Ye Futian’s entry into the ancient imperial city as a trial to polish the haughty Renhuang inside the ancient royal family, so they could see just how fearsome a top figure could be from the outside world.

Outside the ancient royal family, Ye Futian looked forward and said in a loud and clear voice, “Ye Futian from Four Corner Village, seeking your instructions.”

When his voice faded, he walked into the ancient Royal family under the gaze of countless eyes. For a moment, everyone inside Giant Gods City stared at him with slight trembling in their hearts and found that they were all very much looking forward to this battle.

Although everyone thought that Ye Futian would lose for sure, they were perhaps still secretly hoping for a different outcome.

Ye Futian stepped into the ancient royal family, and a mighty pressure shrouded his body. It was an invisible pressure, formed by the terrifying aura of the many Renhuang inside the ancient royal family, and had transformed into an astonishing force. The coercion felt extremely uncomfortable, but he appeared cool and collected as ever, and walked forward in the void.

Traces of divine light surrounded him, rendering his body totally radiant as if he was a transcendent being.

At this moment, a figure stood in the sky above Ye Futian. This man was also dressed in white, like a gentle scholar, he was holding a silver long sword that felt like a cold star, gave out a feeling of chilling sadness. His arm moved slightly as the silver long sword whirled slightly with it. A cold air pressed toward Ye Futian, as a cold light swooped toward him.

This man was an Upper Renhuang of the Seventh Realm. He appeared in an instant and his sword was so incredibly fast that no one could keep up with its movements. It was only in seconds that a cold atmosphere enveloped the void, chilled the spiritual souls, as countless cold light of the sword sheltering the sky. The area around Ye Futian seemed to have transformed into the realm of swordsmanship, where there was only the sky full of sword aurora. Life and death could be determined in just a turning of the mind.

The swords rain down in the sword domain like a meteor shower, and they seemed on the verge to pierce through Ye Futian’s body. However, at this moment, the divine light flowing around Ye Futian’s body became even more dazzling, and a chiming of the swords rang between heaven and earth. There were countless rays of light that came from his body, and each ray of light turned into a sword intent.

The wisps of swordsmanship and divine brilliance traversed with the meteor sword shower, created a spectacular sight in this space. The two men stood between the sword screens as the other man launch another sword strike, passing through the void, aimed at its mark.

But Ye Futian raised his hand and pointed, colliding with the sword of the other.

In an instant, the radiant sword river was torn apart, as countless swords pulverized into dust and vanished. The silver long sword made a crystalline sound as cracks crept on it.

Ye Futian pointed his finger forward, and in the next moment, the Great Path reversed its course, and everything seemed to have returned to their previous state. The body of the other man flew backward, his sword domain disappeared, and the skyful of sword intent also dissipated into nothingness.

That swordsman in white stood there looking at Ye Futian and groaned suddenly as blood trickled down the corner of his mouth. His eyes fixed on Ye Futian who had never even moved.

Just one finger.

Although they knew the odds of winning were not optimal, they did not expect to be defeated so badly.

Ye Futian casually raised his hand at random and disarmed the other’s swordsmanship with just a point of his finger. Moreover, with the same swordsman’s abilities, it seemed that the two of them were not at all on the same level of cultivation. The fact remained that the other man’s realm was higher than that of Ye Futian.

“Awesome.” Many let out a praise, but they were not too surprised. This was just a Renhuang of the Seventh Realm. If Ye Futian wanted to enter the ancient royal family, this was just the beginning. If he had trouble with a Renhunag of the Seventh Realm, then this entire attempt was a ridiculous farce.

Ye Futian continued to move forward. There were Renhuang standing proudly on either side in the sky above in the front, and their eyes all fastened on Ye Futian.

Even if his Great Path was perfect, he was, after all, a Renhuang of the Fifth Realm. Could his combat effectiveness be really that powerful?

Another Renhuang of the Seventh Realm made a move, as he lifted his hand and pressed it down. Suddenly a Five-Fingered Mountain appeared above Ye Futian. The vast space was overwhelming, and the sky above Ye Futian was completely sealed off. The Five-Fingered Mountain was flowing with magnificent splendor, as if it could suppress all things and was totally indestructible. This, in fact, was a very powerful type of the Great Path.

Heaven and earth roared as the Five-Fingered Mountain was on the verge to fall on top of Ye Futian. Ye Futian raised his hand and pointed a finger at the sky. Suddenly, a brilliant divine sword pierced the center of the mountain. In an instant, countless cracks appeared on it and in the next moment, the mountain pulverized and collapsed immediately.

That Renhuang still attempted to return with another attack, but Ye Futian’s eyes directed toward him. With a single glance, he felt a deep chill to his bones, as if he had stepped into the world of eye sorcery. In this corner of the world, Ye Futian walked towards him, appeared in front of him in one step to traverse the space, as the divine sword pointed at his brow chakra.

Bang… He retreated rapidly away from the battlefield. However, everything seemed to return to normal in the next moment. He looked in the distance and saw that Ye Futian was still where he was without moving, as if everything that just happened was an illusion. It was a trick of the eye sorcery that lured him into Ye Futian’s world.

Cold sweats crawled down his spine as he stared at the white-haired young man. He realized that this demonically handsome young man was in possession of power that was terrifying beyond words. A person of the Seventh Realm could not possibly contend with him.

“Watch out! He is very powerful.” He spoke via voice transmission to the others. Ye Futian could bring the others into the world of eye sorcery in just a glance, as that was his Divine Wheel of the Great Path. Ye Futian possessed a pair of divine pupils and one careless move would risk falling into his trap with no hope for redemption. If they were on a real battlefield, he may have already fallen into his hands in a single thought.

Above the firmament, golden ancient seals suddenly appeared all over the sky, and there seemed to be extremely radiant patterns that appeared on those ancient seals, which aroused the resonance of the Great Path. Standing high above the sky, he raised his hand and slammed them forth. Instantly, infinitely golden ancient seals blasted downward at the same time as the Great Path resonated with the attack, and the sky and earth shattered by its unstoppable force.

Ye Futian looked up and took a step forward. At this moment, many were hearing the Sound of Buddha in their ears. Countless golden tablets now surrounded around Ye Futian.

Boom, boom, boom… The ancient seal exploded madly, as Ye Futian’s speed turned into that of light. In an instant, the crowd saw the two man came into contact, and the person who stood in the way flew out directly. Ye Futian continued forward, even speeding up now as he rushed towards all those cultivators!