The Legend of Futian

"He's nuts!"

Lord Chen and the others trembled when they saw Ye Wuchen's action. This guy was a little too crazy. He had actually responded to the call of the Sword Spirit with his spiritual soul and became one with it. The slightest carelessness could result in the soul being annihilated. If that happened, nothing would be able to save him.

Hua Jieyu walked over next to Ye Futian and held his hand, and she looked a little nervous. Ye Wuchen was one of the people who had the best relationship with Ye Futian; they had known each other for the longest. Although they did not see each other much recently, their feelings remained strong. For this reason, she was so concerned about Ye Wuchen's safety.

Anyone could see that Ye Wuchen was fighting desperately.

Now that the Ziwei Segmentum had such an ideal environment for cultivation, coupled with top-notch elixirs that could improve their physicality, why would Ye Wuchen fight like this to risk his own life?

Only Ye Futian understood why Ye Wuchen would do something like this—he had always been this way. Because he was low born, in the land of the Nine States in the Lower Worlds, he could have never imagined that what he achieved today was possible. Therefore, he had to be better than everyone else to level the playing field. Consequently, he fought with his life, time and again, to seize the opportunity of cultivation. His disposition was quite suitable for cultivation, but his natural-born talent had limited him.

Of course, this was also because he and those around him were far too outstanding. If they had not known each other back then, Ye Wuchen would have moved up on his own, but he would probably never get to his current level of cultivation.

At this moment, he was holding the broken sword in his hand and was motionless. The Sword Will flowed inside his body and resonated with it. An elusive figure loomed above the broken sword, and it was Ye Wuchen. That was the spiritual soul separated from his body that resonated with the broken sword, wanting to merge one with it.

When Ye Futian saw the extreme pain in his spiritual soul, he knew what kind of pain Ye Wuchen was suffering at the moment. This was the pain that came from the depth of the soul. The baptism of the spiritual soul by the sword was a perilous ordeal.

Fang Cun and the others had sealed off the surrounding space so that no one could come inside and disturb Ye Wuchen.

The Sword Will was flowing inside this space, and Ye Wuchen's spiritual soul was alternating. Sometimes it seemed elusive, while other times, it seemed more solid. It was as if it might disappear at any moment and vanish in a puff of smoke.

By now, everyone had stopped cultivating, opting to watch Ye Wuchen instead. Yaya and the swordmaster of Lihen were pretty well shaken up as well. They were both cultivators of swordsmanship, just like Ye Wuchen. Back then, the Swordmaster of Lihen was very impressed by Ye Wuchen and had even lent him a sword.

Times had changed, and now their cultivation level was the same. However, Ye Wuchen's character was tougher.

But such determination was reserved strictly to himself.

Buzz! A terrifying glow surged above the broken sword, and the Sword Will swept out. The defensive force of the Great Path appeared in front of everyone, but their eyes were still fixed on the distance. Ye Wuchen's spiritual soul was full of Sword Will, bright and radiant. Even Ye Futian's spiritual soul felt like it was about to disintegrate.

However, in the next moment, the Sword Spirit that was about to disintegrate directly turned into countless rays of swordsmanship, which merged with the broken sword. At this moment, the broken sword screamed as if it contained a life of its own. A thunderous and terrifying booming sounded, and the mountains were being torn apart like the scabbard of the broken sword.

Now, the broken sword was freed from its sheath, suspended in the air, releasing infinite rays of sword light.

Everything around them seemed to be shattered. Under that extreme Sword Will, a powerful defense of the Great Path was released from Ye Futian. It shrouded all the cultivators behind him as those mountain peaks were pulverized and turned into dust.

Ye Wuchen stood there like a statue. At this moment, the broken sword directly entered into the center of Ye Wuchen's brow chakra. Ye Wuchen opened his eyes in the next moment, and a horrific Sword Will shot out from his eyes, much like the sword aurora.

Afterward, he sat down, cross-legged. The mountain peak was broken as he sat on a suspended boulder, cultivating peacefully, comprehending the swordsmanship.

"He did it!" Ye Futian looked pleasantly surprised. Ye Wuchen had merged with the broken sword and integrated with the Sword Spirit. Now, his Sword Spirit was even more powerful than before.

Others also looked pleased, and many of them let out cries of joy. No one had any ideas how much improvement Ye Wuchen would achieve.

At this time, they saw Ye Wuchen throw a couple of pills into his mouth. It was the elixir made by Ye Futian. It seemed that at this critical moment, Ye Wuchen took two Sub-divine elixirs.

For a moment, a momentous aura surged inside of him as the Sword Will flowed all about him. Suddenly, with him as the center, a powerful sword domain formed. Its aura was incredible and astonishing.

As he cultivated, an astonishing storm of sword qi took shape around him. Countless auras of the Great Path poured into his body, and they had turned into Sword Will.

Above the sky, a terrifying aura was conceived, that seemed to possess the power to destroy all things.

"Tribulation!"

Ye Futian's eyes sharpened as he looked up into the sky. The aura of destruction above the firmament was getting stronger. It seemed that it was nurturing a terrible tribulation. The power of this tribulation was even greater than most of the others when they experienced their own divine tribulations. Perhaps it was because of the opportunity that he had just encountered, so the power of tribulation was even more frightening because of it.

"Get back!" Ye Futian said. Everyone backed away with great urgency.

Soon, the destructive light of tribulation descended, causing this space to shudder violently.

On this ancient continent, many cultivators in the distance were currently looking at the sky above this area. Could it be? Was someone experiencing divine tribulation right now?

This was probably the first person going through the divine tribulation at the tombs of the gods.

Some people with powerful cultivation were also rushing over. Could it be that someone had gotten a significant opportunity that could help them break the shackles even more quickly?

This opportunity must be the inheritance of the imperial level.

Gradually, more cultivators were gathering in this area, and cultivators from all the worlds arrived in the land of the tombs of the gods. Ye Wuchen's tribulation had caused a great sensation that had not gone unnoticed.

Ye Futian scanned the surroundings and found some very powerful characters among them; even the least of them were in the Upper Renhuang Realm. This time, the most powerful people of the seven realms had converged here.

As the light of tribulation continued to fall, and an even more horrific aura manifested. Above the firmament, a Sword of Catastrophe appeared. The Sword of Catastrophe that was conceived by the Divine Tribulation of the Great Path possessed a terrifying aura that could destroy everything.

Ye Wuchen looked up at that Sword of Catastrophe. He stood up, and his robe fluttered in the wind as he drifted higher up into the sky.

Buzz! The ruinous Sword of Catastrophe turned into a light of destruction, falling from the sky above just like white lightning.

Ye Wuchen didn't make any evasive moves. Instead, the Sword Will on his body roared, and a sword burst out of nowhere, colliding with the Sword of Catastrophe head-on, not just passively defending himself.

Bang! Two horrific swords clashed to form a ruinous sword domain, tearing through the space. It was as if everything in the void was about to be wiped out, and even the divine light of destruction had overwhelmed Ye Wuchen's figure.

Everyone stared and saw the divine light only dissipated after quite a long time. Someone stood inside, surrounded by divine light. The Sword Will flowed upon his body with an unmatched temperament. It was none other than Ye Wuchen.

At this moment, the aura on his body was already the aura of the Tribulation Plane. After the divine tribulation, he remained uninjured, still full of vitality.

Previously, the baptism of the Sword Spirit was a dark moment in which he almost lost his life. But, after he succeeded, his state reached its peak.

"The aura of the Great Emperor!"

All around them, the cultivators directed their gazes toward Ye Wuchen because they could perceive that the Sword Will on him also contained the will of the Great Emperor. Did he receive the divine sword of the emperor? So, he could break through the shackles and elevate his realm.

High above the sky, divine consciousness, one after another, came and landed on Ye Wuchen unceremoniously. At the tombs of the gods, there was no courtesy or etiquette to speak of. They knew very well that cultivators of all the worlds were gathering here.

On this ancient barren land, there would be only pillaging, killing, and inheriting. This would be the most ruthless and chaotic situation.

In the distance, a frightening divine eye penetrated through the space and landed on this side as well. Ye Futian frowned as he raised his eyes to look there. His eyes, too, pierced the void and searched in the distance.

"Shenyan Buddha Lord!"

A cold spark flashed across Ye Futian's eyes. Shenyan Buddha Lord was physically in a far away place, yet he was also spying on them. Presumably, he had seen the divine tribulation of the Great Path that took place here.

At this time, an incomparably tyrannical aura of spatial Great Path suddenly appeared in front of Ye Wuchen. A door of space appeared out of nowhere, and a gigantic handprint grabbed Ye Wuchen.

An undeniable Sword Will surged from Ye Wuchen, and a most radiant and brilliant divine sword manifested, directly blasting at the gigantic handprint that was grabbing for him. The sword found its target and collided with it, a violent roaring sound was heard, and the spatial handprint was pulverized.

"Kill!" Ye Wuchen's eyes looked ahead, and the divine sword passed directly through the gate of space and zoomed in on the opponent. He wanted to physically get there to battle in person, but he restrained himself when he remembered what Ye Futian said to him. Although he had broken through the realm and obtained the broken sword, the person that he was fighting was an existence of the Second Tribulation Plane. He may not be able to fight against him.

The spatial gate was closed, but the divine sword had already targeted another area. Ye Wuchen sensed that the divine sword had been blocked by the other.

In the next moment, a horrible darkness shrouded the boundless space, turning this area into the domain of darkness. This was the absolute darkness, without the slightest trace of light. Even the divine consciousness of the cultivators were greatly restricted.

This was the power of the Dark Great Path.

A blast of horrific auras erupted at the same time, and many started to move on Ye Wuchen's position, even the person who began the strike might have been restricted. Of course, the most dangerous was still that cultivator who had unleashed the domain of darkness.

Ye Wuchen detected a strong sense of danger. With a turn of his mind, the divine sword was plunged directly in front of him. Suddenly, a terrifying sword domain was created around him. No one was allowed to get near him, and the attacks of the Great Path, likewise, were broken as well.

But the light seemed to have betrayed his location.

Many cultivators started to strike without a second thought, but it was precisely at this moment that a blinding light appeared. Somewhere, light had illuminated this entire space, and it was the Way of Light, which caused light to appear.

Ye Futian glanced at the surrounding area, and saw those cultivators who had moved against Ye Wuchen. Then, he said coldly, "You are asking for your own death!"

These people knew that they were cultivators from the Ziwei Segmentum, yet they still thought about stealing from Ye Wuchen. Did they think the Ziwei Segmentum could be provoked with impunity?!