The Legend of Futian

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

After returning, Ye Futian turned to look at Donghuang Diyuan, who looked miserable. Then he thought, This place is truly terrifying. Even someone like Donghuang Diyuan was put in such a pathetic state. Should I not have Celerity, I would have ended up like her.

Still, Donghuang the Great would certainly come to her rescue if Donghuang Diyuan was in mortal danger.

"How long do you plan to keep emanating your aura?" Ye Futian piped at Donghuang Diyuan, standing close to her. Since he had blocked the woman in white's sight, she shifted her attention to him.

Upon seeing that, Donghuang Diyuan withdrew the Will of the Great Path. At once, the overwhelming will within the small world dissipated completely.

Lifting her head slowly, she stared at Ye Futian with a complicated look. But he did not know what she was thinking.

Suddenly, the woman in white materialized the intimidating spear forged by a Fighting Will. She pointed it at Ye Futian, whose blood immediately ran cold at the sight of it. This woman of the living dead could mimic the cultivators who entered this place!

Whoosh! The woman in white disappeared from the spot, following the manifestation of a phantasm. Instantly, Ye Futian felt a powerful and overbearing Fighting Will charging at him.

In the blink of an eye, Ye Futian vanished from where he stood after activating Celerity. Apart from him, Donghuang Diyuan was nowhere to be found as well.

Soon, Donghuang Diyuan could be seen at a faraway location; she had been thrown there. Seeing that she was unprepared, she landed on the ground in a rather ungraceful manner. Ye Futian unleashed a powerful Aura of the Great Path at another place within the small world. Grabbing the Divine Ruler in

his hand, he hurled it at the fast-approaching Spear Will.

Bam! Ye Futian was sent flying by the impact after a loud bang. Meanwhile, the ghastly Fighting Will collided with him in the sky, causing him to fall.

Even so, he still retained control of his body. Right when the Aura of the Great Path dispersed, his body hit the ground and created a deep pit. But within a split second, he vanished from the spot. Not even his shadow could be seen.

Swoosh! The woman in white appeared out of nowhere and lowered her head to stare at the massive pit, only to realize that Ye Futian was no longer there. Needless to say, she continued to learn and improve herself to the point of being capable of tracking him. His Celerity could traverse a great distance,

yet she could still follow him. It could only mean that she was a fast learner.

The living dead was growing incredibly quickly.

The silhouette of Ye Futian could be seen at where Donghuang Diyuan stood. At that moment, he felt a quiver inside his body as blood oozed from the corner of his mouth.

"Let's go," Ye Futian uttered, slowly approaching Donghuang Diyuan, who glared at him coldly.

Ye Futian was stunned by the sight of her ungratefulness.

He did not expect her to scowl at him after getting her away from danger by making himself a decoy.

That was unbelievable.

"The living dead might have become sentient. It will catch up to us soon. You will be stuck here if you don't leave now," Ye Futian stated impassively, intending to threaten her. After speaking, he moved forward to carry Donghuang Diyuan's body and vanished from the scene speedily.

'As expected, the woman in white arrived there shortly after they left. She was still holding the spear that exuded a tremendous Fighting Will in her hand. A while later, she turned her hollow eyes toward where Donghuang Diyuan had been. It seemed as if she could see.

Ye Futian had already left that area and arrived at a place behind a hill in the small world at that moment. Donghuang Diyuan lowered her head and saw his arm wrapped around her waist. At once, she turned to stare at him.

To her surprise, Ye Futian was looking at her as well. They were within a hair's width of touching each other.

"How long do you plan to keep holding me?" Donghuang Diyuan asked in an icy tone.

"Well, Princess Donghuang has a nice figure," Ye Futian replied flippantly with a smile on his face. He let go of her "reluctantly." Not only was she ungrateful, but she even behaved in such a contemptuous manner.

Boom! An intangible aura emanated from Donghuang Diyuan. She could hardly contain it.

"What? You wanna fight me?" Ye Futian stared at Donghuang Diyuan and went on, "If you sustain more injuries, you will not have the strength to resist."

Donghuang Diyuan shot him a cold look and responded, "Just how much do you like to play me for a fool? Even if I could not move at all, you would not dare to touch me."

Her speech remained aloof and arrogant. Ye Futian furrowed his brows, set his eyes on her, and questioned, "What makes you think I wouldn't dare?"

'After speaking, he drew nearer to Donghuang Diyuan, who peered at him indifferently without retreating.

"I dare you," Donghuang Diyuan declared.

"would gladly do that since Your Highness is so proactive about it." Ye Futian moved closer to Donghuang Diyuan and wrapped his arms around her. The latter was dumbfounded for a while before unleashing a terrifying power from within. A disembodied hum of a dragon could be heard.

Simultaneously, Ye Futian released a power comparable to hers. Pushing her against the cliff, he stared at her and moved his head closer.

"Don't you dare!" Donghuang Diyuan piped.

"Are you going to complain to Donghuang the Great later that I toyed with you today?" Ye Futian insinuated sarcastically. Right then, he slowly moved his head closer to Donghuang Diyuan, who turned her face away from him. Next, he put his lips close to her ear and whispered, "Well, your personality

really turns me off."

With that, Ye Futian released her and shot her a frosty look.

She had always been a supercilious woman who treated others condescendingly. She was the same as she had been in the Devil Imperial Palace.

Therefore, Ye Futian revealed to her that he was unafraid. He did not do so because he couldn't be bothered.

This was a humiliation to her. Although Donghuang Diyuan had always been set free, she did not remove her gaze from Ye Futian. She was staring at him with a complicated look. As the daughter of Donghuang the Great, she was constantly surrounded by the reverence and admiration of others. No one

had ever dishonored her.

However, she did not harbor any hatred toward him this time. Instead, a hint of sorrow could be seen in her beautiful eyes. Ye Futian felt that something was out of place when he looked at her. He could barely understand what was up with her.

When they were fighting each other in the Devil Imperial Palace, sadness was written all over Donghuang Diyuan's face right after Divine Requiem was played. He found an opening because of that. What kind of emotion could a princess of gentle birth like her be hiding?

Everyone thought that she was born with a silver spoon. The person that she was currently was ascribed to her family background and innate gifts..