The Legend of Futian

"Zhong Miao!"

On the shore of Yingzhou, countless eyes were focused on the old man who was wearing a blue robe. This cultivator had become a well-known figure in the West Sea Domain long ago and was now the number two in charge at the Domain Chief's Manor of the West Sea Domain. He experienced his first Divine Tribulation of the Great Path many years before, and though it was just the first divine tribulation, he had been immersed in the cultivation in this realm for many years.

In the entire Western Sea Domain, there were not many who were better him. In some other domains, he might have already been qualified as the existence ruling the Domain Chief's Manor.

The path as cultivated by Zhong Miao had already given rise to his own unique ability. The watery mist that had just appeared contained his own hidden rules, and therefore, locked onto Ye Futian.

This time, Ye Futian is in trouble, countless cultivators on the shore of Yingzhou secretly exclaimed. They saw Zhong Miao disappeared, heading in the direction where Ye Futian was.

Everyone saw that his body seemed to have melted into the West Sea, traveling thousands of miles in the sea in but a blink of an eye.

"Even I can't keep up with Zhong Miao's speed." On the ship on which Xi Chiyao stood, the old man behind her was speaking.

"It seems that we won't see what happens, after all." Xi Chiyao felt a little disappointed, unsure whether or not Ye Futian could get rid of Zhong Miao.

Ye Futian continued traveling forward in the West Sea at a terrifying speed, but he could feel that someone was right on his tail. It was Zhong Miao who was keeping him closely within his sight. The chill in his body was expanding and seemed on the verge of invading his spiritual soul, making him feel very cold.

Ye Futian marveled to himself. Zhong Miao was indeed a cultivator who had survived the Divine Tribulation of the Great Path. What he had done was no simple feat.

However, his expression remained the same as he continued to flee. The chill in his body was raging, eroding the power of the Great Path within his body, corroding his body and soul. This had greatly affected his speed. He was resisting it with the power of the Great Path, wanting to destroy it, but it was useless.

Gradually, Ye Futian seemed to have slowed down a bit.

In the distance, a face seemed to reflect in the middle of the West Sea. It was Zhong Miao's face. He shuttled through the sea with incredible speed as that face seemed to display an icy cold smile. This time, he had to sacrifice a group of people just to lure him in. Now that Ye Futian was here, how could he allow him to escape?

Ye Futian was too cocky. He knew it was a trap, but still, he had no qualms, showing up on the coast of Yingzhou. He was so full of himself that he clearly didn't think any of them posed a threat.

The two of them had traveled an unknown distance, and they were, by now, somewhere very far away from Yingzhou Island, moving deep into the West Sea. There was nothing in the area around them, only the boundless and endless waters.

How vast was the West Sea? Yingzhou Island was an island comparable in size to a continent, but it was just an island in the West Sea among others, quite inconspicuous in the entire West Sea. It was conceivable how expansive the West Sea really was. It was said that no one had really traveled to every part of the West Sea.

Ye Futian's body seemed to be covered with a layer of frost, which slowed him down considerably. The aura that had locked onto him from behind was getting closer and closer, quickly closing the gap as the pursuit was approaching a white-hot stage.

Finally, Ye Futian stopped running away. He turned around, standing in the void, and looking at the giant waves over the sea behind him.

Buzz! Giant waves shot through the sky as a man appeared before him; it was Zhong Miao. He stared at Ye Futian, who was covered in icy frost, his expression cold and chilling. Although this youngster was strong, he confounded even the Domain Chief's Manor with his Buddha's Celerity and evaded everyone's oversight. However, he couldn't escape his eyes after all.

"Stop resisting and come with me, and I will let you alive," Zhong Miao said as he looked at Ye Futian.

Ye Futian's expression was calm and nonchalant, looking incredibly peaceful. He looked at Zhong Miao and said, "You are so confident that you can take me with you?"

Zhong Miao glanced at Ye Futian. In an instant, the vast sky above the sea was filled with a watery mist, as if filled with drops of condensed water. Each and every drop of water contained a terrifying truth of frost, which included chills that could make the soul tremble.

"You should have already felt it. Although those who experienced the Divine Tribulation of the Great Path continue to cultivate the power of the Great Path, their comprehension has been transformed into something unique. It is no longer comparable to what they have experienced once as Renhuang. Therefore, although Renhuang stands at the top of the cultivation world, in front of those who had experienced the divine tribulation, Renhuang can be destroyed with a flick of the finger." Zhong Miao's voice was cold and proud as he looked at Ye Futian.

Ye Futian clearly understood the difference between a cultivator of the Tribulation Plane and Renhuang. But was he just an ordinary Renhuang?

"Destroyed by a flick?" Ye Futian suddenly showed a smile and said, "Are you sure?"

As his voice fell, a blazing solar divine light appeared upon him. His entire body was as dazzling as the sun itself. Terrifying solar divine fire enveloped his body as the temperature of this space, previously shrouded by an intense chill, rose sharply all of a sudden.

At this moment, the truth of frost in Ye Futian's body melted into nothing and dissipated into a cloud of steaming mist.

"What?" Zhong Miao sensed it instantly. He furrowed his brows, and his expression changed slightly. He stared at Ye Futian and said, "Can you destroy that trace of truth?"

Obviously, Ye Futian could destroy it; he wouldn't be tracked by him.

But before that, Ye Futian had pretended all along, acting as if he had been eroded by that force and that his own speed had been affected. He finally stopped when Zhong Miao thought he had nowhere to escape. Only at this moment did he discover that Ye Futian could have erased everything from the beginning.

So, what did all this mean?

It meant that Ye Futian deliberately lured him here.

What was the purpose for Ye Futian to do so?

Did Ye Futian think that he could contend with him?

A Renhuang in the Ninth-Realm?

"Power of the Sun." Zhong Miao perceived Ye Futian's dazzling Divine Body of the Sun, which was impervious to the truth of the frost. This was probably where Ye Futian's confidence was coming from.

Zhong Miao didn't say anything, but both of his hands proceeded to condense the seal. In an instant, the waters turned turbulent as giant waves rushed into the sky. These terrifying gigantic waves sealed this corner of the sky and turned it into a Neptunian prison. Those horrific giant waves rolled towards Ye Futian, accompanied by howling roars.

Shocking waves hit the shore with forces that could shatter the shoreline. At this moment, Ye Futian could clearly feel the heavy force coming from the sea. A battle form gathered and manifested, and it was the Acalanatha Battle Form, majestic and massive, standing above the sea. Terrifying giant waves swept across and blasted on that body, but the battle form remained motionless, allowing the giant waves to blast upon it without wavering in the slightest.

Although Ye Futian was a Renhuang in the Ninth-Realm, he had already been tempered by the Divine Tribulation of the Great Path. It was a terrifying divine tribulation. As a result, his physical body was extremely tyrannical, not to mention he also had the Acalanatha Battle Form.

The storm of the sea directly submerged the Acalanatha Battle Form, and became frozen, taking along with it the Acalanatha Battle form and Ye Futian's body, so both were frozen and sealed within the sea itself.

An extremely chilled air permeated the frozen space, and even time and space seemed to have stopped as the temperature turned into absolute zero.

Above the firmament, a giant sword appeared. Zhong Miao pointed at the frozen space, and suddenly, the giant sword blasted with a terrifying sound of waves, making a violent boom.

"Apart!" Zhong Miao spat, and the ice-bound space shattered as if everything inside of it was going to break apart into nothingness.

However, when everything did break apart, the Acalanatha Battle Form was there still, completely unmoved.

This puzzled Zhong Miao, and he frowned. Was his defense as strong as this?

At this moment, the Sound of Buddha lingered, resounding throughout the void. Suddenly, on the surface of the sea, gigantic Buddha phantoms appeared from different directions. They towered into the firmament and sheltered everything in the sky, covering this area.

Moreover, as the Sound of Buddha lingered, there were more and more Buddha phantoms as if to summon all the Buddhas into the sky.

Zhong Miao frowned. He stretched out both of his hands as he levitated into the void. Suddenly, a blast of extremely cold air swept through heaven and earth. The sea was frozen instantly as the endless water seemed to a standstill at this moment, turning into a frozen world. All the Buddha phantoms in the sky were frozen in ice as well. Under that extreme chill, even the Great Path was about to stop running, and the lingering Sound of Buddha gradually came to a halt.

His body was still climbing higher into the sky. Above the firmament, a mirror seemed to appear now, from which Frost Divine Swords were seeping out. Layers of the truth from the Destructive Great Path were contained within these Frost Divine Swords, now diffusing outward.

"Go!" He lowered his head to look at the area below. Suddenly the Frost Divine Swords broke through the air and chased into the forbidden space, slashing at those Buddha phantoms.

Boom, boom, boom… Those Buddha phantoms shattered under the divine sword, just like when the ice had been broken before. They turned into pieces, looking particularly fragile.

There were divine swords that slashed towards Ye Futian himself. All of a sudden, the frozen Acalanatha Battle Form started moving. When those divine swords began to fall, cracks appeared on the Acalanatha Battle Form, and soon after, they gradually began to shatter as well.

The divine swords continued to hunt after Ye Futian, only to see Ye Futian disappear from the place where he was, and the divine swords swooped down to find nothing at the end of their attack.

But Zhong Miao didn't care. He stared at Ye Futian, who had reappeared in another direction, and said, "You can erase the mark I left on you, and you may be an expert at Buddha's Celerity. If we were in the world outside, I could indeed do nothing to you. But your arrogance is your undoing. Now, you are in my world!"

The mirror that was above the sky became extremely cold, and the entire world became silent. It was like a world that hung in total suspense. This was his domain—his world. Even if Ye Futian was an expert in Buddha's Celerity, he could never get out and would die here for sure.

He wanted to see just what this arrogant white-haired young man wanted to do with him now that he had lured him here?

Ye Futian would die of his arrogance and insolence.

"Is that so?" Ye Futian looked at Zhong Miao and said, "This is the second time you have made a mistake."

Zhong Miao frowned now as he looked at Ye Futian, puzzled. He saw only the conceited self-confidence in Ye Futian's eyes, only to hear him say, "Look carefully, this is not your world. This is my world!"