The Legend of Futian

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

The cultivators of all forces departed. When the middle-aged man in white, who was from the Holy Land of Taichu, saw everyone else had left, he departed as well. It seemed that he needed to investigate the situation inside the Divine Prefecture and find out what exactly happened concerning the corpse of Shenjia the Great Emperor.

It seemed that Four Corner Village, which used to stay away from the world of cultivation, was now a force that posed a great threat.

There were still many people in the lower strata of Mithraism. Watching the departure of their top leaders, they felt a little hopeless. The moment the Hierophant was killed, they knew that Mithraism as an organization was over. Without peak-level figures, it was virtually impossible to gain a foothold in Divine Prefecture. Even if they did not disband on their own, they would become prey to the other forces.

On the surface, all the top forces that were involved in cultivation in Divine Prefecture appeared to co-exist peacefully. However, under the surface of that calmness was extreme cruelty. The loss of any top figures would mean the loss of their standing in the cultivation world. Even if they did not disband, their cultivation resources would be snatched away by others, or even the enchanting figures in their sect might defect to other principalities, which would spell disaster.

Of course, at the moment, they were still awaiting the judgment from Heavenly Mandate Academy.

Ye Futian glanced down at them and said, “If I find that any of you kills one more person in the Original Realm, I will kill you all.”

However, those cultivators were relieved when they heard Ye Futian and walked away without any arguments. All the really powerful people among them had already died at Ye Futian’s hands. Mithraism was over, and none of them wanted revenge, as that would only spell their own deaths.

“Let’s go back.”

After the battle had concluded, Ye Futian and the others returned to the Heavenly Mandate Academy. The cultivators of the academy were excited beyond words. Before, there was always a dark cloud hanging over their heads, pressing down on their hearts. The first battle after Ye Futian’s return had dissolved the Heavenly Mandate Academy’s immediate concerns.

At least, there was no need to worry about the sword that was hanging above the Heavenly Mandate Academy. If they had not shocked and awed these opponents, they may come back at any time and attack the Academy.

Now that the Hierophant of Mithraism had been killed, other forces had also retreated and would not dare to move on the Heavenly Mandate Academy lightly.

However, Ye Futian’s heart was still heavy, and Lord Taixuan’s words put him under more pressure. Four Corner Village had the teacher as an effective deterrent, but he was not the teacher, after all. There were too many forces that had come to the Original Realm this time; Heavenly Mandate City alone was stationed by several major forces.

Coupled with supreme forces such as the Holy Land of Taichu, he realized just what kind of reality the Original Realm was facing today. They had the strongest alliance in the Original Realm but still faced such terrible pressure. What kind of pressure came from the rest of the forces in the Original Realm?

Today’s Original Realm was already the playground of outside cultivators.

When all the cultivators gathered together, Ye Futian asked Duan Tianxiong, “Does Elder know much about the Holy Land of Taichu?”

“It’s the top holy land for cultivation in Divine Prefecture; surely, I know of it.” Duan Tianxiong nodded slightly, “In the 18th domains of Divine Prefecture, there are a few cultivation holy lands similar to the Holy Land of Taichu, but they are basically the same as the ancient royal family of Duan. However, the Holy Land of Taichu is different. It’s a well-known cultivating holy land in the entire Divine Prefecture, the symbol of the Taichu Domain, even Taichu Domain Chief’s Manor has to show their respect. In the Taichu Domain, the Holy Land of Taichu was more like its core.

“The Holy Land of Taichu has produced many extraordinary cultivators, and the entire Taichu Domain is under its influence. Cultivators from all the continents in the domain are proud to enter the Holy Land of Taichu to cultivate and would travel, no matter the distance, to seek the Way there. The Taichu Saint Emperor is an unparalleled Renhuang and must have experienced the great tribulation to get to where he is. Beneath Taichu Saint Emperor, there are several top figures, one of whom is the master of Taichu Sparring Ground. As far as the outside world knows, there are at least five giants in the Holy Land of Taichu, a true behemoth,” Duan Tianxiong explained to Ye Futian.

Ye Futian’s eyes sharpened slightly. No wonder the Holy Land of Taichu was so overbearing when it came to the Original Realm, intending to preach there as if it was a favor to them. Now it was revealed that the person who was tasked with this assignment in the Lower Worlds was not the topmost figure himself. That cultivator in white and the Purple Robe War Emperor were not true representatives of the peak combat power from the Holy Land of Taichu.

No wonder Lord Taixuan was being so cautious.

“20 years ago, what forces came to the Original Realm?” Duan Tianxiong asked. It seemed that 20 years ago, some things happened here, and Ye Futian had some interaction with Taichu Holy Land.

“Song Imperial Palace, Sun God Mountain, the Shen Clan, Celestial Worthy Mountain, and possibly the Mo Clan. There may be other forces in the shadows,” said Ye Futian.

Duan Tianxiong frowned slightly when he heard his answer, a surprised look on his face.

“No wonder.” Duan Tianxiong said, “The powers that you speak of were powerful forces in the Divine Prefecture, so they first came to the Original Realm. Back then, there was no order from the Great Emperor. And you offended these forces?”

How could Ye Futian have known about these forces in the first place? Listening to Duan Tianxiong’s explanation, he understood that these forces were the giants among the giants in Divine Prefecture.

“Several forces were targeting me at the Heavenly Mandate Academy at the time,” said Ye Futian, “Later, they wanted me to die and joined forces to hunt me down. I faked my death and went to the Divine Prefecture instead.”

“It’s amazing that you are still alive.” Duan Tianxiong said, “So, you have already exposed your superior talents in the Original Realm to the point that they wanted to exterminate you. Now that the passage is open, and with even more powerful cultivators coming, you better not provoke these forces just yet.”

Ye Futian nodded slightly. Everyone around him looked solemn after hearing it.

“Back then, it was not our intention to offend them, but we had no choice.” Emperor Nan said, “To this day, the Heavenly Mandate Academy has never taken the initiative to attack anyone until just now with the Hierophant of Mithraism.”

Survival in the world of cultivation was often without much choice.

Even though he knew those forces were powerful, he had no choice.

“It seems that the battle at Four Corner Village in the Shangqing Domain was necessary, after all. The teacher had instilled fear in the world with this battle, and anyone who cultivates in the Divine Prefecture will hear about it eventually and take heed,” Duan Tianxiong said. Ye Futian knew he was referring to the departure of some top cultivators not long ago, as partly due to the deterrent effect of that battle.

Outside the Heavenly Mandate Academy, Ye Futian’s return and the death of the Hierophant of Mithraism caused an uproar.

Especially in the Heavenly Mandate City, news spread at lightning speed throughout the entire Heavenly Mandate Realm, and the whole realm was shaken.

Ye Futian—the number one genius talent in all of Nine Realms and perhaps, even in all of 3,000 Realms of the Great Path—first became known in Heavenly Mandate Realm and founded Heavenly Mandate Academy to preach and cultivate. Countless people in the realm admired and respected Ye Futian, but they were also the ones who suffered the most from the news about Ye Futian’s death.

Now, he was back, returning with the cultivators of Divine Prefecture, having slain the Hierophant of Mithraism.

Furthermore, they knew very well that Ye Futian’s return concerning not only Ye Futian’s own power but his future.

This was a monstrous genius talent that could shake the Nine Realms to their core and cause the cultivators in all Nine Realms to join forces to extinguish him. Those forces would find it difficult to rest at ease as long as he was alive.

They heard that the first Upper Renhuang who attacked Ye Futian after his return could not split his physical body. Such a mighty Renhuang was easily exterminated by Ye Futian like an ant.

After the cultivator in white returned to the Holy Land of Taichu, he started to investigate what had happened in the Divine Prefecture regarding the corpse of Shenjia the Great Emperor. Not long after that, he was shocked by the news he received. Ye Futian was known throughout the Shangqing Domain as the only person who was able to comprehend the power within the body of Shenjia the Great Emperor.

Furthermore, in the battle for the corpse of Shenjia the Great Emperor, a mysterious cultivator from Four Corner Village was able to control the body of Shenjia the Great Emperor perfectly while outside of the village. It erupted with the unimaginable power of the gods. No one was able to withstand his attack, and the clan leader of the Nanhai Family was seriously wounded by a palm strike.

Since then, even the Domain Chief’s Manor in the Shangqing Domain dared not demand the corpse of Shenjia the Great Emperor from Four Corner village. The whole matter had been concluded. The cultivator from the Shangqing Domain that arrived in the Lower Worlds was greeted by Ye Futian personally.

At the same time, the Shen Clan, outside the temple, with several people standing there, looked into the distance. Someone appeared in the sky below and came to deliver some news.

Ye Futian had returned, alive.

The white-haired young man who had once led people to invade the Shen Clan left a strong impression on its cultivators. It was impossible to forget him.

20 years ago, with all the forces surrounding him and hunted him, he did not die and had returned alive.

At the same time, Tianshen Academy also received the news. In an attic, Jian Ao looked into the distance. Ye Futian had returned as a Renhuang of the Sixth Realms with a perfect Great Path. Jian Qingzhu left with Princess Donghuang a long time ago and had not returned. Now, to which realm had he gone to cultivate?

He was a little worried.

In the Xiao Clan of the Central Emperor Realm, a group of cultivators broke through the sky at the same time and arrived at the palace that sat atop the Xiao Clan. They stared at each other as they got the shocking news just now.

He came back.

The Dou Tribe in the Ziwei Realm was a ramshackle existence now. They were now in a dilapidated state, as they had been invaded before. However, at this time, there was hearty laughter from inside the Dou Tribe, vibrant and powerful.

At the same time, in another place in the Original Realm, a group of cultivators seemed to emerge out of a gate from the void and came to the land of the Original Realm. This group was made up of mighty cultivators, their strength terribly powerful, and many were giant-level figureheads.

“Vice Chief, we have arrived in the Original Realm,” someone said as he looked at a young man with a superb temperament. This young man was the Vice Chief of the Domain Chief’s Manor from the Donghua Domain—Ning Hua.

The cultivators from the Donghua Domain had descended upon the Original Realm!