The Legend of Futian

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

Ye Futian did not refuse Fang Huan’s offer. He saw him take a step forward towards Nanhai Qianxue.

The shadow of many arms appeared behind Nanhai Qianxue, and she appeared as a goddess of a Thousand Hands. Divine seals now gathered together and turned into a massive Mark of the Earth. Her palms slammed forward, and everything in front of her was about to be shattered and destroyed.

However, brilliant divine light shot out from Fang Huan’s body, turning into Miniature World. The terrifying attack of the Great Path blasted at him but was unable to get to him.

Ye Futian glanced at the battlefield yonder and surmised that Fang Huan should have no problem dealing with Nanhai Qianxue. At the very least, he wouldn’t lose quickly. Although his opponent was the proud daughter of the Nanhai Family, Fang Huan was equally well-known after leaving Four Corner Village and had created quite a reputation for himself. Moreover, he inherited the divine technique after he returned, and his strength had become even stronger.

As his eyes turned in another direction, Ye Futian looked at someone in the distance. It was Muyun Shu.

As if he had sensed the gaze from Ye Futian, Muyun Shu felt a chill run up and down his spine. He involuntarily took a step back.

Ye Futian took a step towards him. Now that Muyun Lan and Nanhai Qianxue were both occupied with their own opponents, Nanhai Qing could do nothing to him and had been defeated. Indeed, Muyun Shu should feel afraid.

The surrounding crowd expressed a look of surprise when they saw what was happening. The cultivators from the Nanhai Family were subtly being suppressed. Although there weren’t many that came from Four Corner Village, they were all elites among the elites. Muyun Lan and Nanhai Qianxue were well-known throughout the Shangqing Domain.

But these two major characters were both stymied. Blind Tie and Fang Huan were fighting one of them, and Nanhai Qing was repulsed outright by one spear strike.

“Little beast, are you afraid?” Behind Ye Futian, Chen Yi smiled as he looked at Muyun Shu. None of the people with Ye Futian were pleased about Muyun Shu. This boy was quite recalcitrant in his personality, cruel and unruly, with a strong air of defiance and hostility. He cared for no one and intended to kill them using the Nanhai Family.

This kind of person, with stronger cultivation, could do more harm. If it were up to them, they would have ended him right there and then. However, they understood that killing Muyun Shu would be a difficult task. He had the Nanhai Family at his back, so killing Muyun Shu would be equivalent to declaring war with the entire Nanhai family, which would put them at a disadvantage.

There were so many powerful characters from Four Corner Village, and the four major disciples of Ye Futian would undoubtedly grow up to be extraordinary figures. Now was the time to keep a low profile and wait for the opportune time. They needed time to allow Four Corner Village to continue to grow.

Even if they wouldn’t kill him, they had to teach him a lesson.

Seeing a few people coming in his direction, Muyun Shu’s eyes were full of cold murderous intent. He said to those behind him, “Stop them.”

A cultivator of the Ninth Realm from the Nanhai family took a step forward, and Nanhai Qing blocked them in the front with his eyes focused on Ye Futian.

Rays of the peacock divine light unleashed in straight lines, stabbing toward the two. Ye Futian, holding a spear, stepping into the void. Suddenly, the sky and the earth roared, and a heaviness descended. It was as if all the stars in heaven were to crush this corner of the sky. Ye Futian himself turned into a stream of light that moved straight forward. All the crowd saw was an infinitely gigantic peacock demon god that bloomed with great brilliance, and everything that was touched by it was pulverized.

“Let’s move together,” Nanhai Qing said, intending to join forces with that cultivator of the Ninth Realm. An equally powerful aura also emerged from him.

However, just then, he felt a sting in his eyes as that brilliant light seemed to have blinded him so that he could not open them. His expression suddenly changed with the shock when he saw that a light was coming straight at him, accompanied by a mocking voice saying, “Get out of the way!”

Nanhai Qing made a roar, and an incomparable divine brilliance burst out of the Mark of the Earth and violently struck forward. However, rays of light appeared, and there seemed to be divine swords hidden in the light: the swords of light.

Bang, bang, bang! The swords of light fell and pierced the many characters upon the Mark of the Earth, directly obliterating its light and passing through it little by little until the strong light pierced the void with a roar. The Mark of the Earth collapsed and shattered. Nanhai Qing was knocked back yet again.

However, the bright light remained moving at an unfathomable speed. It was the Way of Light, and its speed was unparalleled.

“Get away!” Nanhai Qing yelled, and the Divine Wheel of the Great Path appeared behind him. It was as if it was a divine seal itself, releasing an extremely radiant divine glory. A light screen of divine seal appeared in front of him to block the attacks. As the sword fell, it caused the light screen to tear and shatter, and the two looked at each other face-to-face. Nanhai Qing’s expression was as gloomy as could be. He stared at the figure on the other side of the light screen and saw cracks continuously appearing on the light screen of the divine seal.

“Who can you stop?” Chen Yi unleashed a slap, and the light screen shattered instantly. Nanhai Qing flew out again. His face paled.

In a single day, he had been defeated twice. He claimed to be a man at the top of his power and was one of the top enchanting members of the Nanhai family. However, he was repeatedly humiliated and defeated time and time again.

A cultivator that he hadn’t seen and hadn’t even heard of before had knocked him back with a sword strike. He was someone who was an expert at the Way of Light.

This man was an unknown entity. He didn’t even know who this man was. But a person like this was able to defeat him.

“Sixth Realm with perfect Great Path, and the swordsmanship is the Way of Light.” Everyone was greatly disturbed when they saw the man covered by those dazzling lights. Who were these people from Four Corner Village?

Was any random person as powerful as this?

Even the people from the ancient royal family of Duan were speechless when they saw this. Even Duan Qiong and Duan Yi were stunned. Chen Yi was someone they had been in contact with before. He was laid back, and neither his appearance nor temperament were too outstanding. He had not been conspicuous among the crowd. They never expected him to be so strong.

Now Duan Qiong thought, Ye Futian aside, can I deal with Chen Yi?

Outsiders aside, even Ye Futian couldn’t really see through Chen Yi. This guy had always been relatively casual, following him around without any ulterior motive. He lost to Ye Futian at Donghua Banquet, but later, Ye Futian found out that Chen Yi had not exerted his full strength in the fight; he had kept his true strength hidden.

These past few years, Chen Yi had not exhibited anything extraordinary, just quietly cultivating. When he entered the Renhuang Sixth Realm, he was not particularly joy, treating it as just another day. Even Ye Futian had no idea what it was that Chen Yi wanted. Or, was it really as he occasionally joked: that he just wanted to stay around someone who could beat him so that he had more motivation to cultivate?

However, Chen Yi did not seem to harbor any bad intentions and had no ulterior motive. If it were not Chen Yi who led him in escape, Ning Hua would have already caught up with him, so he didn’t bother to ask any questions. Everyone had their own private thoughts and things that they didn’t want to talk about. If Chen Yi didn’t want to talk about it, he would not ask him either.

But at this moment, Ye Futian had no time to think about any of this. As soon as Chen Yi made his move, so did he. The war god-like spear with the divine glory of the peacock lanced at that Renhuang of the Ninth Realm without any hesitation. Ye Futian repelled him with a single strike. With a flash of his body, he went straight towards Muyun Shu.

There are still some Renhuang in Nanhai Family who wanted to step in to stop them. But when Ye Futian’s spear pointed at them, it was enough to stop them dead in their tracks. Who among them could withstand a strike from him?

Muyun Shu immediately turned around to escape, but a loud rustling sound was heard as the vines from the ancient tree wrapped tightly around his body. The divine glory shone upon Muyun Shu, summoning the golden-winged roc to break him free, but he was bound tightly. The vines twirled towards Ye Futian, delivering Muyun Shu in front of Ye Futian.

“How dare you touch me?” Muyun Shu stared at Ye Futian icily, still full of unbridled arrogance.

Ye Futian raised his hand and waved. A giant handprint appeared in the void and went directly towards Muyun Shu.

Bang! This giant handprint directly landed on Muyun Shu’s face. With a scream, he spat out blood and a few teeth. A palm print was clearly visible on his face, already swollen.

Turning around, Muyun Shu stared at Ye Futian. His eyes were icy as if he came from hell.

“I will definitely make you beg for death,” Muyun Shu said coldly.

Bang! Another giant handprint was thrown at him before he could finish his threats; Muyun Shu was looking quite disheveled.

Bang, bang, bang… A series of slaps were thrown out in succession, and Muyun Shu was dumbfounded. With his head throbbing in pain and his spiritual soul shook, he became a little confused.

Ye Futian glanced at him, his eyes pierced directly into Muyun Shu’s mind, and he took him into a terrifyingly fantastical space.

He was tied to a blood-colored stone tablet in this space, with sharp blades in front of him, piercing on his body, trying to nail him there.

“No…” Muyun Shu had a bewildered and frantic look on his face at the moment, as he struggled and snarled in panic.

“Kneel!” A god-like voice sounded in his head. At this moment, Muyun Shu dared not struggle but knelt in the air and pleaded, “Let me go.”

He was afraid now. In this space of illusion, Ye Futian seemed to really want him dead. Stuck between states of sanity and insanity, he suddenly had a strong desire to live.

When Ye Futian saw this, he withdrew his sight, and the vines that seemed to bind Muyun Shu disappeared. He fell to the ground. He knelt on the ground, his body trembling nonstop.

He opened his eyes and became more lucid. His body trembled even more violently when he saw what was in front of him.

No, it couldn’t possibly be… was this him, Muyun Shu?

Lifting his head, he saw Ye Futian standing in the air looking down at him, with eyes full of contempt. At this moment, Muyun Shu felt his heart twist, and he was in extreme pain.