The Legend of Futian

Ye Futian brought Wang Xiao's body into another space. Right now, Wang Xiao no longer had his divine arm with him, so he was no match for Ye Futian at all. He couldn't resist Ye Futian's attack and was frozen by the power of Yin.

In the sky, even though Wang Xiao was frozen, his eyes remained wide open. However, his thoughts slowed down. He stared at Ye Futian with a gaze of despair.

Had he failed to kill Ye Futian?

Before this, Wang Xiao focused all his attention on attacking Mo Qingge, intending to kill him first before targeting Ye Futian. Wang Xiao took Ye Futian's attack head-on. He thought that he would withstand Ye Futian's strike since he had forged an indestructible Divine Body.

Unfortunately, Wang Xiao's judgment was clearly wrong. He underestimated Ye Futian's ability. Due to his carelessness, his arm was chopped off by Ye Futian. He lost his imperial arm along with his arm. Currently, there was still a weak will connecting him and the imperial arm. In the distance, a menacing divine light permeated the space.

From where Mo Qingge was, he intended to confine the imperial arm with his power of the Great Path of Space. However, the imperial arm tore his spatial power apart and traversed across space directly. In fact, Mo Qingge was hit by the powerful shockwaves created when the imperial arm discharged. He could only watch as the imperial arm left him.

Ye Futian naturally sensed the menacing aura emanated by the incoming imperial arm. He did not expect that, even in his current frozen state, Wang Xiao could actually still keep in contact with his imperial arm.

Rumble. Ye Futian blasted yet another terrifying palm strike towards Wang Xiao. The latter, who was already feeble due to the previous attacks, could not possibly withstand such a palm strike.

The scariest part was that Ye Futian was still attacking. Countless blades of light gathered in space. One by one, divine swords materialized and covered the entire region as Ye Futian's gaze was fixed on Wang Xiao.

Was Wang Xiao indestructible?

Today, Ye Futian would see for himself whether The Unrivaled would perish in his hands.

"Kill!" uttered Ye Futian.

The swords plummeted as soon as he gave the command. Terrifying divine swords stabbed into Wang Xiao's body. The swords penetrated his body and continued slicing downwards.

Boom! Loud explosions could be heard. Wang Xiao's body was pierced and directly pushed underground. His body was completely torn to shreds. Even then, Ye Futian still had no intention of letting him go. One by one, divine swords slashed down and destroyed his spiritual soul.

Wang Xiao had a connection with his imperial arm. Ye Futian did want to give Wang Xiao a chance to survive. He wanted to ensure that Wang Xiao was thoroughly dead.

Wang Xiao was The Unrivaled of Tianyan City?

If he did not wield an imperial arm, he was no match for Ye Futian. Be it back then or now, killing him would be a piece of cake if he did not have the imperial arm with him.

Divine light flowed around Ye Futian's body. He lowered his head to look at the disappearing figure. Wang Xiao's spiritual soul had been reduced to dust. In the past, Wang Xiao invaded the Ziwei Segmentum with the aid of his imperial arm. Countless cultivators perished in his hands. Just now, he also killed many cultivators from the Divine Prefecture as he fought.

Now, Ye Futian had finally avenged the dead.

Wang Xiao, the heir of Tianyan City and the successor of Tianyan the Great, had been killed.

A terrifying aura permeated the sky. It came from Sky Tremor, the imperial arm. A shocking aura rippled in the space. The aura was the might of the imperial arm itself. Ye Futian swept a glance at it. The will of the Great Emperor lived in the imperial arm; therefore, Ye Futian had no intention of seizing it for his own use.

It was too risky. He would most likely be killed by the imperial arm before he could seize control of it.

Another figure approached Ye Futian. The person was Mo Qingge. He was stunned for a moment when he saw the scene here. Then, he glanced at Ye Futian.

Wang Xiao had indeed been killed.

Ye Futian had successfully slaughtered Wang Xiao.

He delivered his promise. Ye Futian paid the price by enduring a strike, then he killed Wang Xiao and ended the battle.

"Even though Wang Xiao is dead, we will most likely not be able to bring this imperial arm with us," Mo Qingge commented as he looked at the floating imperial arm, which was dazzling with imperial glory.

"Hmm." Ye Futian nodded in agreement. He did not expect to snatch it anyway. His gaze shifted towards Mo Qingge as he said, "Senior, thank you for helping me. Without your intervention just now, I wouldn't have had the chance to kill Wang Xiao today."

Ye Futian had some grudges with the Evil Emperor Realm, but he and Mo Qingge could be considered having worked together in the battle just now. Both of them should receive credit for Wang Xiao's death.

"You don't have to be so polite. He was my enemy anyway. Besides, you are the one who delivered the fatal blow to him," Mo Qingge said nonchalantly. "Now that Wang Xiao is dead, the alliances in the Divine Prefecture will surely label you as their enemy. You might as well take the chance to join our side. You should lead the forces in the Ziwei Segmentum to invade the Divine Prefecture too. In the future, we can occupy the Divine Prefecture together."

Tianyan City did all this while actually pushing Ye Futian to the Evil Emperor's side.

Even if Ye Futian chose to remain neutral, he already had deep grudges with many forces in the Divine Prefecture. Moreover, in this battle which involved both parties, Ye Futian killed Wang Xiao, the strongest cultivator from the other party. What would the alliances of the Divine Prefecture think about his action?

There was no turning back for Ye Futian now.

"For now, I still do not wish to be involved in the war. I killed Wang Xiao solely because I had a personal grudge against him and Tianyan City," Ye Futian responded. Even though he managed to slaughter Wang Xiao, he was still very aware of his current situation. He was not qualified to be involved in this war.

What outcome would arise for a non-Emperor-level force to be involved in an Emperor-level war?

The former would undoubtedly be seeking their own deaths.

Mo Qingge glanced at Ye Futian. Ye Futian was very aware of his situation.

"I am afraid that you won't get to choose," said Mo Qingge nonchalantly. He then turned around and left the place. He did not even glance again at the imperial arm which remained there.

It was the same for Ye Futian. He turned and left, disappearing from the place.

...

Right then, on the battlefield of the Divine Prefecture, at the moment of Wang Xiao's death, the Lord of Tianyan City roared out angrily. His face was frighteningly pale.

"Wang Xiao!" he cried out as he looked far into the distance. His heart was trembling.

Wang Xiao was dead!

He stood there with a look of despair in his eyes. How was this possible? How could Wang Xiao, who was wielding an imperial arm, have died?

He was The Unrivaled; the heir was chosen by the ancestor. Several years ago, the ancestor was still passing on his teachings to him and reforging his physique. He even merged his consciousness with Wang Xiao's own consciousness. Tianyan the Great "existed" within Wang Xiao's body.

How could Wang Xiao die under such circumstances? How could he have died?

"Wang Xiao has fallen," exclaimed the crowd internally. Around the battlefield, many cultivators were looking in this direction. From the Lord of Tianyan City's reaction, they knew that Wang Xiao had been killed.

This news was undoubtedly astonishing. Wang Xiao wielded the imperial arm Sky Tremor and was peerless. The threat he posed was too frightening, and no one could stop him. Countless people had fallen to his imperial arm. Only Yan Guiyi could take his attack head-on.

However, an existence such as him wielding an imperial arm had actually been slain. One could imagine how shocked the various cultivators were.

Had Ye Futian killed Wang Xiao?

Right then, two silhouettes appeared in the sky. One of them was Mo Qingge. The other was Ye Futian.

Mo Qingge and Ye Futian had arrived, and Wang Xiao had perished in battle. Had the victor been decided in this battle?

However, Mo Qingge and Ye Futian did not know that, after they left, the extremely dazzling and terrifying imperial arm fell to the earth and stabbed into the ground. Fresh blood flowed over the ground and surged into it!