The Legend of Futian

On the Demon Slaying Platform, Ye Futian and Yu Sheng were both locked in place by the clasps. From the Devil Abyss above, destructive currents continuously flowed down along the stone pillar and drizzled on them. Even the currents alone were difficult to deal with. Both Ye Futian and Yu Sheng turned serious as they were withstanding it.

Yu Sheng was garbed in Demonic Armor while Ye Futian was surrounded by divine light. The Light of Buddha shone brilliantly and relentlessly canceled out the power surging into Ye Futian's body.

Ye Futian could sense many different colors mixed in the power which was charging into his body. There was crimson destructive power, purple light of catastrophe, and dark corrosive power. It was as though all forms of destructive power in the world surged into his body at the same time. Not only could the power destroy and corrode his flesh, but it could also cause significant damage to his spiritual soul.

The Light of Buddha contained strong purifying power. At the same time, the aura of The World Tree circulated in his body. The inside of his body seemed to transform into a tree with a rich aura of life. This aura even overflowed towards Yu Sheng's body.

"There's no need to help me," Yu Sheng said. "I can handle this."

"Alright." Ye Futian did not insist on helping Yu Sheng. He retracted the aura and focused on withstanding the catastrophe.

Yu Sheng had been in the Devil World for so many years, and he received personal guidance from the Devil Emperor. Surely, he would have many formidable tricks up his sleeve.

The Devil Emperor trained Yu Sheng, intending to make him the successor of the Devil World. Since the former wanted Yu Sheng to lead the troops of the Devil World, he would surely give his all when teaching him. Therefore, Yu Sheng's ability went without saying.

"This power is but a foretaste. The catastrophe that will descend from 11:00 p.m. to 1:00 a.m. contains the destructive powers combined from all the previous attacks. It will pose a threat to us. Be careful," Yu Sheng warned. He raised his head to look at the sky and said, "It's coming soon."

"Hmm." Ye Futian nodded as he got ready to face the catastrophe.

In the sky, a terrifying power was brewing deep within the Devil Abyss. It was like a pair of eyes. Its might was shocking. Crimson Clouds of Catastrophe, purple Thunder Raid, and dark demonic light... They coalesced as they were produced, forming an unparalleled might above the heads of Ye Futian and Yu Sheng.

Ye Futian sensed everything quietly. This power seemed to be the most rudimentary catastrophe of the Heavenly Path. Ye Futian felt that the aura emanating from it was somewhat familiar. It was similar to a type of power.

However, he could not pinpoint exactly which part was familiar to him.

This catastrophe was more menacing than the divine tribulations that he had experienced before. Naturally, its aura was also stronger than that of the divine tribulations he witnessed others going through.

The catastrophes that he experienced were unique, to begin with.

"The punishment of the Heavenly Path!" exclaimed Ye Futian internally. The Devil Abyss was a prison designed by the Heavenly Path for heinous sinners. Therefore, the catastrophes of the Devil Abyss were the punishments for the sinners.

What exactly was the Heavenly Path?

Did the Heavenly Path have its own conscience during ancient times?

If that was the case, why did it collapse?

For Ye Futian, all these were still mysteries that were out of his reach currently.

However, he was slowly coming in contact with some truths of the world.

For example, he had already figured out the identity of Godfather, the background of Yu Sheng, and the cause of Emperor Ye Qing's death. He could already come in contact with things that happened in the past. When his cultivation reached a certain state, he would naturally get the answers he sought. If he became an Emperor, all the secrets in the world would become known to him.

Horrifying light of destruction descended from the eyes of the Devil Abyss. It actually transformed into crimson swords of catastrophe. Then, they charged downwards, heading straight towards Ye Futian and Yu Sheng.

Rumble.

Yu Sheng and Ye Futian's bodies were unparalleled. Their divine body and demonic figure roared and rumbled. Frightening crimson swords of destruction shot straight down and pierced through them. It seemed as though no power on Earth could withstand its might.

Sizzle. Destructive power rampaged in their bodies. Ye Futian felt a destructive divine sword stab through his body. It was destroying all the power within him. Assuming that his body had become the Divine Tree and his limbs were the branches, the swords of destruction were frenziedly destroying the ancient tree and branches, shattering them into pieces.

Ye Futian felt his bones and muscles tearing apart. His limbs were attacked by the destructive power, and his organs were also destroyed.

The terrifying power caused Ye Futian to instantly collapse and feel weak. His body lost strength, but he was tied up in chains. He could not even collapse to the ground.

"Huff..." Ye Futian exhaled a long breath. He felt extreme pain. What was even more frightening was that the destructive power from before continued to eat away at him after the attack. It seemed to want to completely consume him, not leaving behind even a scrap.

The punishment of the Heavenly Path!

A thought surfaced in Ye Futian's mind. This power was too terrifying. Even a person as strong as him was already reduced to this, yet alone others.

If the Devil Emperor had not suppressed the Devil Abyss, what would the Devil World be like?

What sort of pain would the members of the Devil World need to suffer?

Was the Devil Abyss of the Devil World really just a prison of the Heavenly Path that had remained until now?

The catastrophe dissipated. The power of life circulated in Ye Futian's body and repaired his injured parts. After he regained a bit of energy, he raised his head to look over towards Yu Sheng. Yu Sheng was not better off than him. Yu Sheng was also suffering from agonizing pain. His body drooped from the clasp lifelessly. If the clasp were not holding him in place, he would be flat on his stomach.

"Are you alright?" asked Ye Futian. His voice sounded hoarse, as though he was out of breath.

"I'm fine," replied Yu Sheng with his head down.

"Okay." Ye Futian did not say anymore. He closed his eyes and began to heal his injuries quietly. His recovery ability had always been very powerful. He hoped that before 11 p.m. tomorrow, his body would be back in peak condition.

On the Demon Slaying Platform, it was exceptionally quiet. Only the Devil Abyss in the sky was still constantly generating destructive energy.

After a long while, Ye Futian was gradually able to withstand the corrosion of the destructive power. He had also recovered much of his strength. Once again, he raised his head and looked at Yu Sheng. Ye Futian appeared somewhat pathetic, and his hair was disheveled. However, he revealed a smile and said, "This catastrophe is more useful than the Divine Tribulation of the Great Path in tempering the body and spirit."

"You sure are daring to imagine such things," Yu Sheng replied with his head lowered. His hair covered his face.

"Why wouldn't I dare to do so?" asked Ye Futian. "What doesn't kill us makes us stronger. It is the same for the Devil Abyss."

"Hmm." Yu Sheng clenched his fists tightly, causing the chains to clank. What didn't kill them would only make them stronger.

His Demon Form would be refined once again by these 49 catastrophes.

In the distance, a figure stood in the space above the Demon God Palace. His eyes pierced through space and looked in the direction of the Demon Slaying Platform. Everything that happened on the platform was under his surveillance.

"This is only the beginning!" the silhouette said in a low voice.

There were 49 catastrophes. This was merely the first. He wanted to see how many catastrophes they could withstand and whether they would manage to survive all of them.

If they could truly withstand 49 catastrophes, they would indeed become more powerful.

Could they pull it off?

The days slowly passed. On the Demon Slaying Platform, Ye Futian and Yu Sheng experienced life-or-death struggles every day!