The Legend of Futian

"A Middle Renhuang." Ye Futian glanced at Zhu Hou and said, "And you think you are pretty strong, don't you?"

A cultivator in the realm of Middle Renhuang bullying four young cultivators with lower realms.

Zhu Hou looked at Ye Futian and bowed slightly, saying, "I am Zhu Hou of the Zhu family in Jianan City, a disciple of Buddhism."

In the Western World of Buddhism, those who claimed to be disciples of Buddhism were widely believed to be the cultivators of orthodox Buddhism.

Zhu Hou obviously thought of himself as orthodoxy. He was trying to remind Ye Futian of his status as such and warning him not to act emotionally or lightly. He could feel a sense of danger exuding from Ye Futian, Chen Yi, and the others.

But Ye Futian seemed not to have heard it. He raised his hand and grabbed across the void. The aura of the Great path whizzed out from those in front of Zhu Hou and rushed towards Ye Futian. However, Chen Yi took a step forward, and suddenly rays of light radiated outward, immediately extinguished their power of the Great Path.

Boom… Ye Futian's giant palm seal slammed down and took hold of Zhu Hou's body, picking him up. It was exactly what he did to Little Ling before.

Zhu Hou's body roared with the power of the Great Path, struggling to get free as he tried to rid of the giant palm seal. However, his power was no match to that of Ye Futian's. The power gap between them was even greater than the gap between Little Ling and Zhu Hou; there was simply no way for him to break free.

In the distance, the cultivator of the Ninth Realm, who had tangled up Blind Tie, now tried his best to get himself off the battlefield to support the others. But just at this moment, Blind Tie, holding the Divine Hammer of the Protector and smashing it down. Instantly the earth cracked, and the sky howled, suppressing this corner of the sky entirely, not giving him a chance to extricate himself. It was just as what he had done before. It was a rather appropriate response.

"I am a disciple of Buddhism." Zhu Hou was struggling as he appealed to Ye Futian once more. All the surrounding figures came forward, and all of them were Renhuang cultivators. One of them said, "We from the Zhu family of Jianan City. May we ask for your name, Sir?"

However, Ye Futian didn't seem to have heard any of those voices. He continued to focus on Zhu Hou and asked, "Fang Cun, what was he doing to you guys before?"

"Master, we were just asking about the All Buddhas Fest when he spied on us using the Buddha's Clairvoyance. He then claimed that the four of us were unusual when he tried to control our movements, wanting to spy on the secrets of our cultivation," Fang Cun replied.

Ye Futian immediately understood all of it in his heart. He glanced at Zhu Hou; a hint of murderous intent flashed through his eyes. Buddha's Clairvoyance?

Spying on the secret of their cultivation?

For cultivators, the secret of cultivation was not something they would divulge voluntarily. If the others wanted to pry, spy, or possess, the only way was to gain control over the four of them, which would inevitably destroy the four of them as well. Therefore, it could be said that Zhu Hou had never intended to be merciful to these four youngsters…

For this alone, he ought to die.

"Buddha's Clairvoyance is a secret method not taught in Buddhism. I can see that they are extraordinary, so I inquired about their cultivation, that's all. There were no other intentions. Why turn such trivial matter into a major contention?" Zhu Hou was still struggling, but his body did not move an inch.

"A trivial matter?" Ye Futian glanced at Zhu Hou indifferently and said, "Then I guess killing you is just a trivial matter as well."

Zhu Hou was taken aback when he heard Ye Futian's reply. Then, he felt the hand that gripped him was increasing its pressure, and his face suddenly paled. Would this man dare to kill him?

"Sir, he is an orthodox descendant of Buddhism," said a cultivator from the Zhu family.

"Buddhism is known for doing good deeds in the world. He is not worthy of being an orthodox Buddhist disciple. If Buddha knew all the things he had done here today, I'm sure Buddha would want to take out this garbage himself," Ye Futian concluded with indifference. He then applied some more pressure on that outstretched hand of his. An air of death enveloped Zhu Hou now, and his face changed to one of total panic. The face of this handsome man in white was distorted and twisted at the moment. He shouted, "How dare you?!"

Bang! As soon as Zhu Hou's voice faded, another voice was heard. The giant palm seal clenched tight as fresh blood pouring out of it. Horrific Will of the Way permeated Zhu Hou's body and the spiritual soul was erased.

Die!

Didn't he dare?

"Now there is one less of you," Ye Futian murmured. Since coming to the Western World of Buddhism, he had felt nothing but malice. Therefore, it could be said that Ye Futian was in a real bad mood. He had just woken from a deep sleep, and the first thing he saw was Zhu Hou bullying his disciples. Ye Futian's current mood was not difficult to imagine.

Zhu Hou aside, he had already slaughtered quite a few cultivators who had survived the Divine Tribulation of the Great Path. Even several Lord-level characters had perished because of him. Indeed, garbage like Zhu Hou would not be missed.

Disciple of Buddhism?

Even someone like Saint Zhenchan was still status unknown and missing in action, would Ye Futian care about his status as a Buddhist disciple?

Crush and obliterate was the only answer.

In the ground below, the cultivators of Jianan City felt their blood ran clod when they witnessed the sight before them. Did he just squish Zhu Hou to death?!

Zhu Hou, an enchanting genius talent from Jianan City, was squished to death by Ye Futian like some insect.

Perhaps even Zhu Hou himself would never have dreamed that he would die this way.

If he could, he would have never provoked Fang Cun and the others. Because of a conflict that he instigated, it led to his own immediate death.

It was a turn of events that was all too unimaginably cruel.

The cultivators from the Zhu family were also stunned motionless and watched Ye Futian simply squashed Zhu Hou to death. No one could anticipate that Ye Futian would be so decisive and overbearing as to crush Zhu Hou to death without another word. They didn't even have the time to react when they saw the end of Zhu Hou.

Boom, boom… A horrific atmosphere was released. All the cultivators from the Zhu family were furious when they saw Zhu Hou being slaughtered. Several top Renhuang and many Upper Renhuang released their power of the Great Path at the same time, covering the sky and sheltering the sun as a frightening coercion descended from the firmament.

"You killed my son. You must now die!!" A middle-aged Renhuang in the void roared furiously; it was Zhu Hou's father, who was a cultivator of peak Renhuang.

Ye Futian surveyed the crowd, his eyes cold and indifferently. His face, expressionless.

"It's always the father's fault when the son is undisciplined." Ye Futian spat out his verdict in a cold voice when he saw the man coming at him. He then raised his hand to the sky, and instantly, a divine sword penetrated through the space, regardless of the distance.

The streamer of swordsmanship pierced the Great Path and tore through the void. The body of Zhu Hou's father, who was in mid-descend, gave a violent tremble. Then, he stopped in the void as a light put a hole through his body. He looked down and saw a sword ray appeared on his own chest. Suddenly, intense fear was written all over his face.

"No…" He let out a great howl, and then his body, too, exploded and pulverized into millions of particles, turning into nothingness as he perished.

Previously, when Zhu Hou was bullying Xiao Ling and the others, no one seemed to bother to step in and stop it. From the perspective of the Zhu family, it must have seemed like a matter of course for no one to interfere.

That being the case, for them to try to interfere now, they deserve to die.

Chen Yi took a step forward. In an instant, countless rays of light appeared on his body as absolute light shrouded the boundless space, blinding everyone's eyes. For a time, this world seemed to have turned into a world of light.

The light drowned out everything, including those cultivators. Those cultivators from the Zhu family who were attacking them were pierced through and through under the light. Their bodies turned into countless spots of light as their ghostly faces appeared in the void, faces that were frozen with great fear!