The Legend of Futian

"They are too powerful!" exclaimed the cultivators.

The battle between the two of them covered a huge area. Inside and outside the Devil Imperial Palace, countless cultivators witnessed the huge battle in the sky.

On the battlefield, colorful lights filled the sky and appeared extremely divine. The destructive currents beneath the Devil Abyss were scattered by the shockwaves.

Right now, the various demonic cultivators already knew who were battling each other.

One side was the only daughter of Donghuang the Great, Donghuang Diyuan.

The other was Ye Futian'”the current most famous monstrous figure in the Divine Prefecture and the top Proud Son of Heaven of the Original Realm, who led the Ziwei Segmentum against the six major Ancient God Clans.

These two figures were now battling in the sky above the Devil Imperial Palace.

The members of the Devil Imperial Palace knew that Ye Futian and Yu Sheng were brothers. The former had come to the Devil World for Yu Sheng. On the other hand, Donghuang Diyuan was captured and brought here. Who was so mighty to be able to bring the powerful Princess Donghuang to the Devil World?

It was the first Demon Sage!

Rumor has it that the first Demon Sage's cultivation was deep and unfathomable. He had long been in a state of transformation and was already an existence akin to a demigod. He was rarely seen in public. It was difficult even for the cultivators of the Devil Imperial Palace to catch a glimpse of him.

However, aside from the several super existences in the Devil Imperial Palace, Donghuang Diyuan and Ye Futian's combat ability were already at the level of the Demon Sage too. No wonder even the Blood Raiment of the guardian of the Devil Imperial Palace could not stop Ye Futian.

Who would win this fight?

From the looks of it now, they seemed to be on equal footing. The members of the Devil Imperial Palace could not help but sigh. This Proud Son of Heaven of the Original Realm was indeed as the rumors had said. He actually could go toe-to-toe with the daughter of Donghuang the Great.

After the Symbol of Wan and the divine sword of cleansing collided in the heavens above, both sides did not continue to attack. There was a brief moment of silence.

Up until now, both of them had failed to gain the upper hand.

Both sides were very powerful in all aspects.

However, was this their limit? Only they knew for sure.

"What other abilities do you possess?" asked Donghuang Diyuan as she looked at Ye Futian.

"I still have many. I fear you won't be able to handle them," replied Ye Futian indifferently.

"Outrageous," said Donghuang Diyuan as she swept a glance at Ye Futian. "Do you know who is the most all-rounded cultivator currently in the world?"

Was it Donghuang the Great? Ye Futian thought to himself. However, he did not answer her directly. He had also heard that Donghuang the Great's talents were all-rounded.

"It is my father," said Donghuang Diyuan. "Even His Highness, the Devil Emperor, cannot deny this. No matter what sort of ability you use, I will be able to match it with a corresponding ability."

Before this, she had already proved that she possessed indestructible flesh, skillful swordsmanship, and Buddhist techniques and that she was also one of the most proficient in the world. She could be considered an existence whose combat ability was cultivated to the utmost limit. Even Ye Futian had to acknowledge this.

This was the first time he had encountered such an incredible person. She could match him in almost every aspect.

He did not use his will to attack. When they first began to clash, the Divine Phoenix will that surged into his mind made him realize that Donghuang Diyuan was similarly powerful in this area.

Donghuang the Great would not have allowed Donghuang Diyuan to have an obvious weakness. Her spiritual will and soul were certainly tempered with training.

"She is truly proud," exclaimed the cultivators of the Devil Imperial Palace. However, the only daughter of Donghuang the Great was an existence whose talent and beauty were all top tier. It was difficult for anyone to be a match for her, so she certainly was qualified to be proud.

Ye Futian was from the same generation as she was. For him to be able to fight with her to this extent was already very commendable.

Everyone said that Ye Futian was the descendent of Emperor Ye Qing, but the latter had died long ago after all. Ye Futian did not receive any training from the Great Emperor; instead, he acquired his skills throughout his adventures.

So she was the world's No.1 all-rounder? Ye Futian thought. Donghuang Diyuan seemed to be hinting that Donghuang the Great used to be the world's No.1 all-rounder, and now she had taken over this title.

Ye Futian looked at Donghuang Diyuan. A formless aura rippled outwards from his body. Music rang in the sky. The formless music waves enveloped the vast space. It was as though countless guqin strings of the Great Path vibrated in the heavens and the earth at the same time.

The guqin strings were everywhere.

At the same time, a myriad of brilliant illusory figures split out from Ye Futian's body. They actually looked exactly like him and seemed to be formed from his spiritual soul. His spiritual soul transformed into phantasms of the Great Path and appeared in their surroundings along with the formless ripples.

The entire space turned into Ye Futian's Dominion of Music. The phantasms of the Great Path stood at different locations in the dominion.

The Light of Buddha shone and veiled all the phantasms in divine light. Then, terrifying sound waves, which shook the surroundings, swept out as Ye Futian chanted. He was chanting the Vajra Spell.

As his lips moved, the surrounding phantasms turned into Buddhas, and they joined in the chant as well. The horrifying Vajra Spell was unleashed and charged in the direction of Donghuang Diyuan.

Donghuang Diyuan swept a glance at the surroundings. Then, she sat cross-legged directly where she was, and with a wave of her hand, a fiery red guqin appeared in front of her. She placed her dainty hands on the guqin, and as her slender fingers caressed the strings, melody flowed, and imperial glory permeated the space. A divine halo shrouded her.

Ye Futian felt somewhat emotional as he heard her play a familiar song.

She was playing the Ukiyo Song composed by Donghuang the Great. All techniques in the world paled into insignificance before the Ukiyo Song.

In the past, the Ukiyo Song that Ye Futian obtained was actually flawed. Hence, he had never played it. More often, he played the Song of the Lost Divine and the Divine Requiem.

However, the Ukiyo Song that Donghuang Diyuan was playing now was a complete version.

Divine imperial glory circled Donghuang Diyuan as she sat in the sky, adorned with her fiery red robes. She was fully immersed in the artistic conception of the song. The Vajra Spell was domineering and indestructible as it blasted towards Donghuang Diyuan.

However, all techniques in the world paled into insignificance before the Ukiyo Song. The song would destroy all techniques and Great Paths.

The Vajra Spell failed to penetrate through her musical storm.

All the phantasms of the Great Path returned to Ye Futian's body. Then, he also sat cross-legged with a guqin appearing in front of him. He put both his hands on the strings and played a song.

This time, he played the Song of the Lost Divine, which was also a Divine Melody.

As the Song of the Lost Divine was played, Great Path flowed against the current.

Musical storms enveloped the vast space as their songs were played. In the sky above, the power of the Great Path in the heavens and the earth flowed frenziedly. The terrifying musical storms fought to be in control of the space. However, as they twisted and twined together, neither could suppress each other.

Their music could not invade the other party's dominion.

When Ye Futian was playing, sharp swords charged out along with the melody. The swords carried the power to disrupt other's Great Paths as they traversed across space. However, the swords were crushed into dust when they entered Donghuang Diyuan's dominion. No Great Path or attack could come close to her.

Was it difficult for them to decide who was better, even with music? The cultivators were shocked. This was a battle between two Divine Melodies.

Right at this moment, Ye Futian's hand swept across the guqin, and the melody changed. This time, there was no more powerful attack. Instead, the listeners were drawn into an endless picture. As soon as the melody sounded, the cultivators in the Devil Imperial Palace actually felt a pang of sadness.

The world grieved when the Divine Requiem was played.

The eyes of Donghuang Diyuan, who was sitting cross-legged, twitched slightly!