The Legend of Futian

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

Ling Long decided to stay. Just as she said, she had retained part of Ye Futian's personality, and this connection was not something that could be separated.

After familiarizing herself with the world of cultivation, Ye Futian began introducing divine methods into her cultivation. Previously, whenever Ling Long attacked, she was limited to using only the will itself. After cultivating the divine methods, she could only be stronger than ever before.

Many times, Hua Jieyu would accompany Ling Long in cultivating together so that Ye Futian had some time to take care of his own cultivation and training,

Ye Futian didn't expect to return so soon this time, so he concentrated on his cultivation. He and Hua Jieyu had both encountered a bottleneck and could not overcome it. However, Ye Futian did not waste time. If he couldn't make any breakthrough in the realm, he would focus on comprehending divine

methods and practice sparring with Ling Long. He was constantly improving in strength.

Before anyone knew it, several years had passed.

In the past few years, many people in Ye Imperial Palace managed to break through their realm of cultivation and advance one step further. The same was true of the outside world. This continent of relics seemed to bring something brand new every day, and changes were happening all the time. After a

few years, who knew how many cultivators had appeared in this place.

At the same time, some subtle changes had been gradually taking place on this continent of the gods. Over the years, cultivators everywhere had been stationed in the ruins occupied by the imperial palace and began settling down on this continent of ruins. However, as this continent of gods was a new

world, people from each world began to covet the areas already occupied by the other worlds as more ruins were being excavated. There were endless battles of pillaging that started to occur regularly.

Moreover, this kind of battle was originally small-scale battles scattered among various forces. But with time, there had been collisions between the forces from different realms. After all, before this continent of ruins appeared, there had already been a large-scale war in the Divine Prefecture.

Opposing attitudes had, in fact, already been established. But the appearance of the relics of the gods attracted the attention of all the worlds, and everyone focused on exploring the God's relics and the excavation of the ruins instead.

However, more than a decade had passed, and most of the ruins had been occupied by top principalities. The entire continent of the ruins had morphed from a state of chaos to a state of relative peace. But now, another kind of chaos was beginning to emerge again.

On this day, Ye Futian did not cultivate. He came to the territory occupied by the Devil World.

He traveled through the void and looked at the demonic halls built below. The architectural style of their severity and color were similar to those in the capital of the Devil World. Even the sky in this region was obscured, as the demonic will had colored the sky.

This vast and endless area had become another Devil World.

Some demonic cultivators seemed to sense something as they raised their heads to look in Ye Futian's direction, some even released their demonic thoughts to scan the area, but they were all repelled by Ye Futian's aura. Some people recognized him and wondered what Ye Futian was doing here.

Ye Futian walked forward and came to the former city of the Karura Ruins. The place had changed a lot now; it was completely different from before. The former city of the Karura Ruins had turned into a demonic city, even the Shrine of the Karura in the distance had tured into a majestic Demonic

Palace, towering into the sky. The pitch-black demonic clouds tossed and turned above the firmament as if being nurtured by the terrifying light of tribulation, utterly frightening.

An even stronger demonic thought swept over him, but once it detected that it was Ye Futian, no one stopped him. After all, no one didn't know the relationship between Ye Futian and Yu Sheng. The cultivators of the Devil World had no likes or dislikes to speak of regarding this first man of the Original

Realm.

But the cultivators of the Devil Imperial Palace were polarized on Ye Futian. Some people approved of him and Yu Sheng, but then some thought that as Ye Futian was not a demonic cultivator, Yu Sheng was getting too close to him for comfort. They were worried that Yu Sheng might even be willing to

sacrifice the interests of the Devil World for Ye Futian's sake.

That nature-defying divine ruler was taken away by Ye Futian, for instance.

Although it was taken by Ye Futian, in their opinion, it should have belonged to the Devil World all the same.

Ye Futian saw a familiar face at this time, the guardian of the Devil World, Blood Raiment. When she saw Ye Futian, Blood Raiment immediately zoomed in on him.

"Tm looking for Yu Sheng," Ye Futian said with a smile.

"Wait a minute." Blood Raiment glanced at Ye Futian, then walked in the direction of the demonic hall. After a while, Ye Futian felt a demonic thought directing his movement. With a sudden flicker of his figure, he appeared instantly in front of a demonic hall.

Ye Futian looked at Yu Sheng, assessing the aura exuded from him, and said, "Still no breakthrough, like me?"

"Almost," Yu Sheng said, "but I encountered a bottleneck."

"Mmm," Ye Futian nodded. "It is quite a hurdle to step into the near-deity realm. And, certainly, it is not easy. Here are some elixirs; take them."

In Ye Futian's current state, the elixirs he produced were even more excellent, and their grade had surpassed any ordinary elixirs in the Second Tribulation Realm. They were somewhere between the Second Divine Tribulation and near-deity realm, with even purer quality. He gave them to Yu Sheng,

hoping that it would benefit Yu Sheng's cultivation.

Naturally, Yu Sheng would not feign politeness with Ye Futian, so he reached out and took them. He knew how just outstanding these elixirs refined by Ye Futian were, and that they would help him greatly in his cultivation.

"Ididn't think that a hundred years would have gone by so quickly. The dreams that had when we were boys are getting closer now, and the truth is only a step away from being fully revealed, so why hasn't he appeared yet?" Ye Futian raised his head to look into the distance and said, "Why did he choose

to take us into hiding in the Lower Worlds and cultivate there? He was the younger brother of the Devil Emperor by blood. Who am I?"

Most of the world would just treat him as the son of Emperor Ye Qing. Except… Was it really as everyone else thought?

Then there was also the excellence of the Spirit to consider. Everything gave him a feeling that his adoptive father and some other people behind the scenes were setting something up, using him as the center of it all.

"It will not be much longer now," Yu Sheng said. They had cultivated to this point, they could already see the Great Emperorship from where they were.

Then, the truth must not be too far away either. As for he who had been hidden for so long, he must be getting closer to reveal himself.

Ye Futian nodded slightly. What was waiting for them down the road?

The two of them stood together without speaking. Only time would tell where these two would end up in the future.

At this time, Ye Futian frowned. A voice appeared in his mind; the Little Condor was sending him a message.

Yu Sheng turned to look at Ye Futian, apparently realizing a change had taken place within him.

"Something happened over there. There was a conflict between the cultivators of the Dark World, Fang Cun, and the others," Ye Futian said. "I need to go back."

After that, Ye Futian's figure disappeared from where he was. He was using Buddha's Celerity to make his way back as quickly as possible. Obviously, the matter at hand was more urgent.

Seeing this, Yu Sheng's eyes sharpened, then he took a great step outside.

In the Dark World, Ye Qingyao—the Reaper—held a very lofty position. Yu Sheng knew very well the relationship between Ye Futian and Ye Qingyao. So now, why was there a conflict between the Dark World and the cultivators of Ziwei Imperial Palace?

Prior to this, in the land of the Divine Prefecture, the Dark World, the Devil World, and the Empty Divine Realm had fought with Ye Futian. Although Yu Sheng was not present at the time, he had heard of it.

At this time, somewhere else in the God's relic, many cultivators appeared in this area, and a mighty group of cultivators gathered around the outer periphery, looking at a specific place. There, an amazing aura of the Great Path had erupted, and a horrific battle took place there not too long ago.

Furthermore, the battle had a very tragic outcome.

A very important person had fallen there.

Fang Cun, Duo Yu, and Tie Tou stood together, with Little Condor and the others. They were all staring in the opposite direction. Over there, the cultivators from the Dark World, with a terrifying aura of the Great Path surrounding this entire region, had locked down this area.

Both Fang Cun and Duo Yu held imperial arms, which puffed out terrifying divine light.

On the side where the cultivators from the Dark Court were, there was a corpse lying on the ground, the body was pierced through and through. Several others had fallen and were lying next to that body. Alll of them had been slain by Fang Cun and Duo Yu's imperial arms.

In front of the corpse in the middle, there were several cultivators from the Dark Court who were standing there, looking down at the corpse. They looked extremely unhappy.

The person who died was an important figure in the Dark Court, a direct disciple of the Dark Sovereign, who Fang Cun and Duo Yu killed.

Hence, the dire situation at hand!