The Legend of Futian

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

This space seemed particularly oppressive. The Dark Court and many of the cultivators from the Dark World had Fang Cun and his group surrounded. Among them, there were some powerful beings.

Infernal King, one of the Seven Kings of Darkness from the Dark Court, was also present. He was a peak existence of the Second Tribulation Plane, and his cultivation was undeniably strong. There were also other peak

figures on his side, but these cultivators from Ziwei Imperial Palace were tough to deal with. Their strengths were considerable; otherwise, they would have been taken down already.

"What happened?"

At this time, a voice came from the void in the midst of a terrible atmosphere. It was another person from the Dark World, a giant figure in the Dark World no less—the clan leader of the Infernal Divine Clan. He had

already survived the Second Divine Tribulation of the Great Path many years ago. After the ruins opened up, he came to this side of the world and cultivated in the ruins with the rest of the Dark Court. Now, he had

stepped into the realm of near-deity.

"Senior brother," the Infernal King called out. The Infernal King of the Dark Court came from the Infernal Divine Clan, and he was the younger brother of a pillar in the Dark World, the clan leader of the Infernal Divine

Clan. The Infernal Divine Clan was said to originate from the Infernal Sovereign.

The Infernal Divine Clan clan leader looked down and knew what had happened immediately. Those pitch-black eyes of his glanced at the cultivators of the Ziwei Imperial Palace, and a horrific aura erupted in an

instant. The entire space turned into a world of pure inferno as a destructive storm raged between heaven and earth.

n the sky above the clan leader of the Infernal Divine Clan, a dark Infernal storm appeared. From the void downward, endless destructive light of catastrophe bloomed from this Infernal storm, which shrouded all the

cultivators of the Ziwei Imperial Palace.

Fang Cun's golden eyes swept up higher into the sky, and they were cold as ice. His body was suspended in midair as he held the imperial arms, the golden halberd, in his hand. Frightening light was coming out of the

imperial arms as divine glory erupted from him. The light of catastrophe in the storm was unable to get any close to him and was destroyed in the end.

Humph! A cold snort was heard. The fight of cultivators in the near-deity realm was horrific. The vast space dimmed as darkness descended. The divine light of destruction enveloped the boundless space as if it had

turned into a world of an inferno. The dark Infernal spear emerged from that dark storm and carried the power of utmost destruction. It sliced through the void instantly slammed into Fang Cun's imperial arm. With a

loud boom, the surrounding space seemed on the verge of destruction as infinite light of catastrophe appeared.

Bang! The imperial arms in Fang Cun's hand nearly got blown away. His body was blasted directly into the ground as his body sank deep into the earth. The ground beneath his feet was razed, and the light surrounding

his body was being pulverized like mad. Even with the imperial arms, it was impossible to contend against true existence in the near-deity realm.

With a muffled groan, blood spurted out of Fang Cun's mouth just as he was about to be killed on the spot. However, a massive divine bird appeared at this moment, spreading both its wings and entering into the storm,

blocking the destruction that fell from the void. It was none other than the Karura divine bird.

"Divine Body of the Demon Monarch!" Everyone stared over there with a look of surprise, and they saw that it was being controlled by the black condor. Greed flashed through the eyes of the cultivators from the Dark

Court; they thought that these cultivators from Ziwei Imperial Palace were indeed full of treasures. However, they figured that these people were probably at the core of Ziwei Imperial Palace. The treasures at the Dark

Court, on the other hand, were not plentiful enough that everyone could have gotten some.

"You guys get back," the Infernal Divine Clan clan leader said to the cultivators from the Dark World. Suddenly, everyone retreated as they were told. An even more terrifying storm was gathering and turning into a

domain of Inferno. In this domain, there was only destruction.

"You asked for it!" The Infernal Divine Clan clan leader surveyed the cultivators of the Ziwei Imperial Palace in the area below. A terrifying phantom appeared above the sky, like the Master who ruled the Inferno. The

Infernal Spear in his hand came down with a mighty force, and suddenly, a storm of destruction in the surrounding region pierced the void. In that destructive storm, Infernal Spears came out from everywhere, as if

everything was about to be destroyed under this attack.

Buzz! The will of the Little Condor took control over the Karura's divine body and spread its wings, covering this expanse of the space and protecting everyone below.

In an instant, horrific attacks fell in a frenzy; every one of them slammed into the gigantic body of the Karura. Below, the Little Condor spat out a mouthful of blood as his will were being impacted severely; there were

even some faint signs of disintegration.

"Little Condor!" Fang Cun and the others had a look of disbelief on their faces as they looked at the Little Condor and told him, "Get out of the way."

"It's alright; I can hold it." Blood continued oozing from the corners of Little Condor's mouth, but he replied rather stubbornly. Fang Cun and the others were disciples of the boss, which meant that they were his

subordinates. As their elder, how could he not protect them from harm? How was he going to explain that to the boss?

The clan leader of the Infernal Divine Clan surveyed the ground below, his eyes couldn't be more cold or indifferent; a murderous intent was blazing within him. Behind him, there were many cultivators from the

Infernal Divine Clan. A young man among them looked on coldly. Once upon a time, he had slaughtered heedlessly in the land of the Nine Realms, and Ye Futian had threatened him.

"Kill!" the clan leader of the Infernal Divine Clan commanded. Still, almost simultaneously, a terrifying divine light suddenly came towards this direction from a distance, with extreme brilliance. A mighty and superior

will shrouded the space, which significantly threatened the cultivators from the Dark World.

"It's Sword Qi!"

Everyone who felt that terrifying aura trembled immensely in their hearts. In the next moment, the divine sword descended from the sky and slammed directly into the Infernal space. The violent booming sounds were

constant; the impacts inflicted cracks upon the space, which then shattered and pulverized. The divine sword of destruction now aimed to kill the clan leader of the Infernal Divine Clan.

A terrifying dark spear appeared in his hand as he lanced it out straight away. It collided with the Divine Sword. Suddenly. That shocking sword will dissipated into nothingness, but an even more terrifying aura

swooped down from the air on its heel.

Far into the distance, an unparalleled sword light arrived instantly with bad intention. It seemed a top cultivator had turned into a sword; it turned out to be the Supreme Swordlord. He traveled by turning into a sword

as he unleashed the divine sword in his hand. Instantly, Taishang Swordsmanship erupted; the divine light illuminated from it was blinding.

The Infernal Spear, as wielded by the clan leader of Infernal Divine Clan, stabbed out and collided with the divine sword. Suddenly, the sword will and the destructive spear flowed wildly in this space. Everything

around them seemed on the verge of total collapse.

"Get back!" Many cultivators retreated frantically. Other cultivators were penetrated by the raging storm and were killed instantly.

Bang! The attack repelled the clan leader of the Infernal Divine Clan. The Infernal Spear in his hand was exuding an astonishing aura as it turned out to be an imperial arm as well.

"As the clan leader of the Infernal Divine Clan, aren't you ashamed of bullying your juniors?" The Supreme Swordlord's clothing fluttered in the wind with force, and his eyes swept towards the other like sharp swords.

The two were giants in the Divine Prefecture and the Dark World, but Supreme Swordlord was already a near-deity and had long been a cultivator ranked on the Demigod List. The clan leader of the Infernal Divine

Clan had breakthrough his realm while he was in this ruins, so the realm of the Supreme Swordlord was deeper and higher.

Behind Supreme Swordlord, the cultivators from Ye Imperial Palace had rushed here one after the other. Once they learned that Fang Cun and the others were in trouble, many cultivators in Ye Imperial Palace came to

give them support as they descended successively.

Divine body of the Karura disappeared, and the Little Condor was left looking a little tired. He stared at the cultivators from the Dark World and said coldly, "Today, I will get rid of the trash."

"What's happening?" Old Ma asked Fang Cun and the others when he came around. They all knew about the relationship between Ye Futian and Ye Qingyao. Now was not a good time for Ye Imperial Palace to make

enemies, which meant they should not have a conflict like this with the Dark World.

"They wanted to rob our imperial arms and attacked us; Duo Yu and I killed a few people in the process," Fang Cun replied, which caused Old Ma to frown. The cultivators from the Dark World were the ones to initiate

the attack, and it was no less than to capture the imperial arms from them.

The nature of this attack was malicious and the equivalent of declaring war on Ziwei Imperial Palace. Fang Cun's reaction was entirely expected, and it was not surprising that he killed those instigators.

"Do you know who was the person you killed?" the Infernal King said coldly. Then he glanced at Supreme Swordlord and the others, pointing to Fang Cun and the others, saying, "These people must die."

In the distance, terrifying auras continued to drift towards them, and the cultivators from the Dark Court had also arrived in the area. Surprisingly, even Hua Yunting—the Dark Saint—was among them.

"Saint," Many people bowed and saluted him. Hua Yunting's position in the Dark Court was very prestigious, ranking above the Seven Kings, and equivalent to the Demon Sage of the Devil Imperial Palace.

Hua Yunting glanced below to look at the corpse on the ground, and he did not look pleased. He had heard the conversation between them just now.

He recognized that Ziwei Imperial Palace was no ordinary principality. Even as an imperial-level force, the Dark World was not afraid of Ziwei Imperial Palace. However, there was no need to make enemies out of them

either, especially not when Ye Futian and the Divine Prefecture were sort of on opposite sides, and they could use Ziwei Imperial Palace as their allies.

Ye Futian's talent was outstanding, and he had the best chance to prove his way to the imperial realm. In the future, it might even be possible for him to pose a threat to Donghuang the Great, so there was no need to

make a break with him.

More importantly, Ye Qingyao and Ye Futian enjoyed an excellent relationship. So, in his opinion, Ye Futian could embark on the road of emperorship, and there was no need to hinder him.

But now, such a violent conflict had occurred.

Glancing at the corpse, he thought that this matter would not end well.

At this time, a figure suddenly appeared in this space without anyone being aware of it, as he just appeared out of the ether.

"Ye Futian." Many people's eyes sharpened instantly, as they focused on the white-haired young man who appeared. It seemed that he already knew what happened here, and he arrived here with all due speed using

Buddha's Celerity.

Ye Futian sensed everything that had happened here from the Little Condor. The cultivators from the Dark Court took action against Fang Cun and the others, intending to rob them of the imperial arms, which was

why Fang Cun raised his hand against the offenders. Although it was a little impulsive of him, the other party was responsible for instigating the attack, therefore, they were in the right to defend themselves by striking

back.

"Ye Futian," the Dark Sage said to him, "What do you want to do about it?"

This matter was getting to be a little thorny.

"Since you have chosen to take action, strength will determine the outcome; what else can be done?" Ye Futian swept his eyes over the group headed by the clan leader of the Infernal Divine Clan and said, "Are you the

one who took action?"

As he was speaking, he glanced at the cultivators from the Infernal Divine Clan. When he saw that young man, he remembered some of the things that happened in the 3,000 Realms of the Great Path. Back then, the

Infernal Divine Clan had wreak havoc in the 3,000 Realms of the Great Path, but because of his background, Ye Futian was unable to do anything about the young man. Ye Futian once promised that he would kill the

other man if given the chance, but because of the subsequent changes in the world, he never got around to do it.

Now, unexpectedly, the Infernal Divine Clan had once again provoked him!.