The Legend of Futian

On the edge of the Black River stood an enormous border marker. The stele was already broken, but one could still vaguely recognize the giant word imprinted on it, "Cliff."

Before it was broken, the stele was carved with the words "North Cliff."

This was the dividing line between the Devil World and the Divine Prefecture and the end of the North Cliff Region.

But now, after the stele, atop the Black River, massive troops of the Devil World were appearing; they had traversed over from the other end to invade the Divine Prefecture.

What was the grudge between the Divine Prefecture and the Devil World?

The Empty Divine Realm and the Dark World had been provoking the Divine Prefecture previously. Unexpectedly, now, the Devil World was waging war against the Divine Prefecture.

However, the Human Realm and the World of Buddhism seemed to have a decent relationship with the Divine prefecture.

"Who's there!" Just then, a yell could be heard. The voice was extremely cold and exuded a freezing aura. Ye Futian looked toward the Black River and saw a pair of demonic eyes glaring at him as though penetrating through space.

Ye Futian levitated into the air and appeared atop the Black River. His pure-white clothes formed a stark contrast against the Black River.

With a thought, he disappeared from where he was standing.

A terrifying dark storm raged atop the Black River. Ye Futian's figure traversed across the Black River, and he saw the grand Devil World Army.

"Someone has invaded." A figure came from the Black River. He unleashed his terrifying aura but wasn't able to capture Ye Futian.

As Ye Futian continued forward, he was rather surprised by the vastness of the Black River. With his speed, he could travel across an extremely vast area with just a thought. Yet he was still above the darkness, where the sky was dark, and it seemed as though the eyes of darkness atop the celestial skies were devouring everything in its sight.

Before him was the end of the Black River, which looked like the end of the world. He could see the Devil World troops marching toward the Divine Prefecture one after another.

The Devil World had clearly used its true powers in this war. They weren't just testing things out like they were with the Dark World and Empty Divine Realm.

Finally, Ye Futian arrived at the end of the darkness. There were terrifying whirlpools on the dark skies. Before him, the celestial worlds turned into a soundlessly large Devil Gate. As the Devil Gate opened, there were troops coming here successively through the door from the other side.

"Who's there!" One after another divine consciousness swept toward Ye Futian; there were several sharp, domineering auras among them.

Ye Futian completely ignored them and continued to move forward. As he willed it, he appeared directly in front of that Devil Gate and stepped into it.

A terrifying aura of space was floating in the air. His body was devoured by the Devil Gate. Moments later, he appeared in another world.

Many terrifying auras engulfed him as several voices could be heard.

"Someone is invading." Ye Futian disappeared again. Several powerful auras were chasing after him, but they soon lost him and failed to track him down.

Behind the Devil Gate, many powerful cultivators assembled. The leading few all had terrifying auras; they were all Tribulation Plane cultivators. They stared at the figure that was disappearing into the distance. Someone said, "This person's movements are unparalleled. Who in the Divine Prefecture is capable of such movements?"

The cultivators shook their heads; no one knew who it was.

"There's none in the Divine Prefecture, but there's one in the Original Realm," a middle-aged cultivator with a slim physique said, looking into the distance. The pupils of the other cultivators constricted upon hearing him. Although they were inside the Devil World, Ye Futian's name was bright as the sun in the sky. He was renowned throughout the Divine Prefecture and the Original Realm. Even the top figures of the Devil World had heard of him.

Furthermore, a massive incident happened at the Devil Imperial Palace recently; it was also related to him.

"Why did he come to the Devil World?" someone asked impassively.

"Perhaps, it's because of 'him.' We need to notify the Devil Imperial Palace."

"If we want to capture this person, I'm afraid we will need the Demon Sage to do it personally." As they spoke, they notified the Devil Imperial Palace that Ye Futian had arrived. Afterward, they walked out of the Devil Gate and headed toward the Divine Prefecture. They didn't bother paying any more attention to Ye Futian, as other people would deal with him.

...

Ye Futian's figure appeared in the Devil World. He stood in the void and raised his head to look toward the sky.

There was no sun in the Devil World. The sky was dark as the night in the world outside.

Furthermore, this sky gave people a formless sense of pressure. Ye Futian's senses were sharp, which allowed him to feel this pressure that the world was exerting more. It was as though this pressure was omnipresent.

Were the people of the Devil World enduring this divine might all the time?

This was a world that was entirely different from the Divine Prefecture. Compared to the Divine Prefecture, the living conditions of the Devil World seemed to be significantly worse.

According to legends, the Devil World had nine skies, ten continents, four oceans, and eight wildernesses.

Ye Futian flew downward and reached the ground. He wanted to find a map and head straight for the Devil City.

After landing on the ground, the gazes of the demonic cultivators around all swept toward him. All of them felt a little ominous. Ye Futian's aura did not fit in with the cultivators of the Devil World at all.

"Mister!" Ye Futian tried to ask someone a question, but that person just glanced at him coldly and walked away straight away. He didn't even pause.

Ye Futian was rejected several times in succession.

He frowned and roughly understood why. Then, his body turned into a whirlpool and started to absorb the demonic currents in the world around him. Soon, the demonic aura flowed through him. At the same time, he changed into a black outfit. With a flash, his figure appeared in front of someone else.

Afterward, things went a lot more smoothly. Before long, Ye Futian had obtained the rough map of the Devil World.

Ye Futian didn't stay there after getting the map. Instead, he set off straight away for the Demonic City of the Devil World. He desperately wanted to find information about Yu Sheng; he didn't know what had happened to him.

Ye Futian traversed the Devil World alone. He traveled across the nine skies and ten continents. On his way, he found out that the cultivation environment in the Devil World was even harsher than he had imagined. There were even powers of obliteration smiting down from atop the skies occasionally. Yet the cultivators of the Devil World seemed to have gotten used to it. Even really skillful cultivators could use it to their advantage to temper and improve their demonic arts. Ye Futian had never seen such incredible phenomena before.

Previously, Ye Futian had gone to the Western World before. The World of Buddhism was also rather different from the Divine Prefecture. But apart from the thriving of Buddhism and how fantastic Buddhist methods were, the cultivation environment for normal people and the general environment of the world was still somewhat similar to the Divine Prefecture.

On the other hand, the Devil World was greatly different. There was no daylight in the world, and it remained in darkness permanently. Even the faint light coming from atop the celestial skies seemed to be born from the aura of obliteration high up above.

He also discovered a peculiar phenomenon. The population of the Devil World wasn't as dense as the Divine Prefecture; however, the average power level of the Devil World cultivators was far greater than that of the Divine Prefecture.

The Divine Prefecture was home to many powerful cultivators, but there were exponentially more weaklings there. The pyramid of power was rather clear.

The overall power level of the Devil World was several levels higher. This would be caused by the harsh environment of the Devil World. The weaker cultivators couldn't even survive in the environment of the Devil World. Those who managed to survive the process of natural selection were all very adaptable cultivators, which allowed them to reach a much higher level of cultivation.

...

The Demonic City—the central city of the Devil World.

Ye Futian thought that the cultivation environment here might be better than in other places. However, when he arrived, he found out that the cultivation environment of the Demonic City might be the worst across the entire Devil World.

Far away atop the celestial skies, he could vaguely see a palace that connected to the skies. That was the Devil Imperial Palace, also known as the Demon God Palace.

There was a terrifying storm of obliteration there. Even from such a great distance, Ye Futian could feel the terrifying aura that could suppress the entire world.

Ye Futian had never thought that the Devil Imperial Palace would be situated below a turbulent storm of obliteration that seemed like it could destroy the world. The Demon God Palace seemed like it was shrouded by that power of obliteration and was constantly enduring the world-destroying power.

"What kind of world is this?" Ye Futian wondered. The things that he saw right before his eyes contradicted his understanding of the world.

As the main city of the Devil World, the Demonic City wasn't as bustling as he had imagined. In the Divine Prefecture, the more powerful a place, the more bustling and lively it would be. But the Demonic City was different from the main cities of the Divine Prefecture. There weren't that many cultivators here.

However, their cultivation levels were even more powerful. Ye Futian could see demonic emperor-level cultivators nearly everywhere.

As Ye Futian continued to walk forward, his divine consciousness covered a boundless, vast space. Instantly, many sounds in the Demonic City were funneled into his eardrums.

With a turn of his mind, Ye Futian appeared below one of the demonic buildings. He raised his head and looked at the building and then walked up and found a place to sit down.

The Devil World army is nearly reaching the North Cliff Region of the Divine Prefecture," said a voice from upstairs. They were talking about the war between the Devil World and the Divine Prefecture.

"The Demon Sage is personally leading the Devil World troops on the conquer. The Divine Prefecture cultivators are merely a mob. How will they be able to fend off our army? I wonder if the Devil Emperor will facilitate the charge this time to take down the Divine Prefecture," another person said.

Ye Futian realized that when he mentioned the words "Devil Emperor," there was a powerful sense of reverence in his eyes; it was a genuine emotion that came from his heart.

"There are countless powerful cultivators throughout the 18 domains and regions of the Divine Prefecture. Below Donghuang the Great, there are the Imperial Palace cultivators and the 18 Domain Chief's Manors. I'm afraid it won't be that easy either to take down the Divine Prefecture," Ye Futian said. He seemed to want to participate in the conversation intentionally to acquire more information.

"The cultivators of the Divine Prefecture live in such a luxurious environment! How will they be able to stop our Devil World army? The 18 domains wouldn't stand a chance against our attacks," one of the demonic cultivators said. His voice was domineering, and he seemed to be full of confidence regarding the Devil World army's strength.

"Donghuang the Great is also an unparalleled being in his era. He had harmonized the land of the Divine Prefecture and invigorated the cultivation of power and strength. There are countless cultivators in the Divine Prefecture and a great number of powerful ones. You shouldn't underestimate the enemy," Ye Futian said impassively.

"Donghuang the Great's reign only lasted for several hundred years. How could he compare to the Devil Emperor? Back in those days, the Devil Emperor's might dominated the entire world. He commanded the nine skies and ten continents, four oceans, and eight wildernesses. He sits at the Devil Imperial Palace, atop the Devil Abyss. He alone endured the demonic tribulations of the skies and propped up the nine skies and ten continents of the Devil World. Such might... How could Donghuang the Great even compare to him?" The demonic cultivator's voice turned cold as he heard Ye Futian. He stared at him and said, "Who are you, trying to exaggerate the powers of the enemy?"

As he spoke, a faint threatening aura was unleashed, and his gaze toward Ye Futian turned a little menacing.

Ye Futian realized that all of the people in the building were looking toward the Devil Imperial Palace. Their gazes converged onto the storm of obliteration atop the sky as they bowed in that direction. There was great piety in their eyes.

The Devil Emperor was a god here!