The Legend of Futian

Ye Futian walked over to the Armory Zone. There were still a few armorers here, and they all turned their gazes towards him.

Even Dark Saint Hua Yunting and Evil Sage Mo Qingge also looked towards Ye Futian. For a cultivator from the City Lord Office to emerge right then, what was he planning to do?

"Silver Spear Changkong," someone exclaimed. Many people in Tianyan City recognized Ye Futian when they saw him emerge. The master of 13th Flight, Wen Donglai, looked at Ye Futian and asked, "Master Changkong, do you also wish to challenge the cultivators from the two major worlds?"

Ye Futian looked at Wen Donglai. He then shook his head and said, "I wish to experience the abilities of the various forces of the Divine Prefecture."

Huh? Many people frowned. Wen Donglai asked, "Changkong, what are you doing?"

Wang Teng also looked at Ye Futian incredulously as he asked, "Master Changkong, what is the meaning of this?"

Ye Futian retrieved the long spear from behind him and said, "Isn't it obvious?"

Hua Yunting, as well as Mo Qingge, revealed looks of intrigue. They seemed somewhat interested. They thought that this person had emerged to challenge their members. It turned out that he was challenging the members of the Divine Prefecture.

Wen Donglai continued, "Master Changkong is proficient in the spear. The spear techniques that you displayed in the 13th Flight were astounding. You defeated two experts with a single spear. If you wish to experience the spear techniques of other cultivators, we can arrange for that some other time." Ye Futian's appearance now was untimely.

"Since he wishes to experience their abilities, let him do as he wishes," said the Lord of Tianyan City right then. His tone was indifferent. Wen Donglai immediately did not say anymore. He merely swept a cold look at Ye Futian. Ye Futian had taken a ritual implement of 13th Flight, and yet he actually wanted to cause trouble?

"I wish to experience Master Changkong's spear techniques," said a figure as he emerged. It was Wang Yu who had previously defeated the black-robed armorer. Tianyan City belonged to the Ancient God Clan. The armorer forces of the Ancient God Clan had countless incredible techniques hidden away in the City Lord Office. The cultivators of the City Lord Office were proficient in all sorts of techniques.

Wang Yu was proficient in spear techniques. The might of his Solar Divine Spear was astonishing.

Ye Futian swept a glance at Wang Yu. A cold light flashed past in his eyes beneath his mask as he said, "You won't do."

Wang Yu frowned. His cultivation was at the peak of the Renhuang Plane, and his forging skills were extraordinary. His combat ability was similarly powerful, not inferior to his forging ability at the slightest. This person actually dared to act so presumptuously towards him.

Rumble. A terrifying current of scorching heat swept over the space. Behind him, a sun appeared. The divine light of the sun shone down, and a long flaming spear emerged. With a step, his figure appeared above Ye Futian. His domain of the Great Path immediately enveloped Ye Futian within it.

Buzz. Wang Yu did not say anything and did not even head up high into the sky to initiate combat. He stabbed out into space with his spear. This spear merged with the divine light of the sun behind him, becoming a Solar Spear. A beam of flaming red light pierced the space and shot downwards. It had extremely astonishing destructive power. Cultivators from the City Lord Office stepped forward and set up illusory shrouds of light of the Great Path around them, preventing the power of the Great Path from affecting the surroundings.

Ye Futian raised his head slightly. Beneath his mask, he had an extremely cold look in his eyes as he swept a glance at Wang Yu.

He raised his arm, and his spear stabbed outwards as fast as lightning.

Buzz. The Solar Spear was directly split down the middle and destroyed. Wang Yu's figure froze in the air. A long spear was pointed straight at his throat. A terrifying chill emanated from it. With a mere shift of Ye Futian's will, the long spear would immediately pierce through his throat.

Again, Ye Futian defeated his opponent with just a single stab of his spear.

Many gazes in the City Lord Office were frozen as they watched this spear. The two spears were not even on the same level. There was a fundamental gap of power between them.

Wang Yu was far inferior.

Ye Futian's long spear swept out horizontally, sending Wang Yu's figure flying from the shockwaves. Another cultivator stepped forward. It was Wang Mian. As he stepped out, a frightening aura emanated from his figure. The divine light of the Great Path circled him as pressure descended and enveloped Ye Futian.

"You also won't do. Stand down," said Ye Futian in an indifferent tone. He completely ignored Wang Mian, who was previously considered the most monstrous figure in Tianyan City.

However, his indisputable tone was inexplicably convincing. It was as though his words did not need to be suspected at all.

It was so even for a cultivator as powerful as Wang Mian. Somehow, from Ye Futian's extremely indifferent voice, he actually also sensed that the mysterious cultivator before him might possibly be stronger than him.

"Who are you?" asked Wang Mian as he stared at Ye Futian.

In the Divine Prefecture, he could easily count the number of Level Nine Renhuangs who could defeat him.

It was even rarer to find someone in the Divine Prefecture who dared to speak to him with such a tone.

Unless the other party was not someone from the Divine Prefecture...

Wen Donglai narrowed his gaze as he glared at Hua Yunting and Mo Qingge.

"Are you a cultivator from the Dark World or the Evil Emperor Realm?" questioned Wang Teng coldly as he stood up and took a step forward. A powerful might burst forth from his body, and he charged towards Ye Futian.

Clearly, Ye Futian was thought to be a spy from one of the two major worlds.

Hua Yunting and Mo Qingge both looked at Ye Futian. Of course, they were aware that Ye Futian was not one of them.

If so, who was he?

This person was actually challenging the cultivators from the Divine Prefecture in such a situation.

"Have their men been hiding in the midst of the crowd of the Divine Prefecture?" An arrogant voice sounded. The speaker was actually Spear Emperor Du You, who stood beside Donghuang Diyuan.

His gaze was as sharp as a blade as he scanned Ye Futian. Spear Will flashed in his eyes and struck Ye Futian's face. At the same time, he chided, "Stop acting secretive. Take off your mask."

His Spear Will directly flashed across space and arrived at where Ye Futian was. As a divine general of Donghuang Imperial Palace, even though Spear Emperor Du You himself did not place much importance on the forces in the Divine Prefecture, he would not tolerate having spies from the other two major worlds infiltrating into their midst.

However, he merely unleashed his Spear Will. His body remained sitting. With his identity, a Level Ning Renhuang was not worthy of being his opponent.

Right at this moment, Ye Futian's spear stabbed out as fast as lightning.

Bang. The sound of a large collision could be heard. Du You's Spear Will did not manage to land on Ye Futian's mask. Instead, it had been negated.

This scene caused everyone in the City Lord Office to reveal astonished expressions. Silver Spear Changkong could actually block off Du You's Spear Will.

"Presumptuous!" rebuked Spear Emperor Du You.

He remained in his seat, but a terrifying aura descended, pressing down on the Armory Zone where Ye Futian was standing. The pressure caused the furnaces to crumble into dust one by one. The furnaces used to forge weapons for Renhuangs were extremely sturdy. Yet, they were fragile in the presence of Du You's might and disintegrated right away.

The space was on the verge of being destroyed. The shocking Spear Will pounced towards Ye Futian. This was the True Will of the Great Path unleashed by a Tribulation level cultivator.

Rumble. A menacing aura gushed forth from Ye Futian's body. The divine light of the Great Path flowed around him. His aura was surprisingly not any weaker than Du You's Spear Will. Even when faced with the destructive Spear Will, he remained calm and composed. He was not at all affected by his opponent's will.

His cultivation was undoubtedly at the Level Nine Renhuang Plane, but the aura he unleashed was comparable to that of a Tribulation Plane cultivator.

Spear Emperor Du You's Spear Will did not affect him.

Pressured by the overwhelming Spear Will, Ye Futian's gaze turned ice cold beneath the mask. He glanced at Spear Emperor Du You and provoked, "Do you wish to fight me yourself?"

All the cultivators of the Divine Prefecture were appalled by his words.

He wanted Spear Emperor Du You to fight him?

A Level Nine Renhuang was actually bold enough to challenge Spear Emperor Du You to a match?

Was he insane?

Had the Dark World or the Empty Divine Realm produced such a monstrous existence?

Was this person their triumph card all along?

"Who are you?" Spear Emperor Du You stood up. He didn't continue sitting in his seat comfortably. A Level Nine Renhuang could actually take his Spear Will head-on. This was supposedly something impossible. Yet, it had really happened.

All the giant-level figures in the Divine Prefecture felt their hearts tremble violently.

"Who are you?" In the sky above, Wang Xiao lowered his head and looked at Ye Futian. His gaze was frightening as he exerted his might on his opponent.

"Who am I?" mumbled Ye Futian. His body slowly rose into the sky, shouldering the terrifying Spear Will as he moved up. He floated towards the high heavens, forming disturbing currents of the Great Path around him.

Everything that was happening was projected onto the screen hanging high in the sky of Tianyan City. The entire city seemed exceptionally quiet now.

It looked like yet another extraordinary figure had debuted after Wang Xiao.

Was he from the Dark World? Or was he from the Empty Divine Realm?

Suddenly, Evil Sage Mo Qingge burst into laughter. This caused many cultivators of the Divine Prefecture to shift their attention towards him.

Before this, Mo Qingge had remained silent and had not spoken much. However, there was a smile on his charming and refined face now. His gaze was fixed on Ye Futian.

"You indeed live up to your fame," praised Mo Qingge with a smile.

Then, he looked at the cultivators of the Divine Prefecture and mocked, "You lot intend to join forces to attack someone. Yet, when the person is standing right in front of you, none of you recognize him. It is laughable."

He continued, "Little friend Ye, you are undoubtedly the top figure of the Original Realm."

Mo Qingge's words threw the audience into a great shock. Even the giant-level figures were in a state of trepidation. They raised their heads and stared at the silhouette with a silver mask in the sky.

By now, they had all realized who this silver-masked cultivator was.

None of them had figured out his identity, but Evil Sage Mo Qingge did.

Ye Futian put his hand on the mask and slowly took it off. At this moment, everyone in Tianyan City had their attention fixed on him. Their eyes traced his movements.

A handsome face appeared, and along with it, a head of silver hair.

"Who is he?" someone asked.

"He is Ye Futian," someone else answered.

"He is the Palace Lord of Ziwei Imperial Palace—Ye Futian."

In Tianyan City, countless figures were busy discussing. Today, Wang Xiao had displayed his heroics, and the Lord of Tianyan City called him The Unrivaled. No one among the next generation of the Divine Prefecture was a match for him.

However, right then, the figure who shook the Divine Prefecture terrorized two Domain Chief's Manors single-handedly and led the Ziwei Imperial Palace to destroy the Holy Land of Taichu had also appeared here.

After Ye Futian took off his mask, he raised the long spear in his hand.

His spear was pointed at Wang Xiao.

"You, The Unrivaled?" mocked Ye Futian. Tianyan City fell silent!