The Legend of Futian

Time trickled past. The cultivators who were training in Ye Futian's micro world utilized every second to improve their cultivation and to break through to the next plane. However, some of them chose not to break through to the Imperial Realm even though they were qualified to do so. It was because they wished to contribute to the battlefield as those under the Imperial Realm.

By the time the forces of the Human Realm and their allies had completed their preparations for war in the outside world, a few decades had passed.

On this day, Ye Futian and a few cultivators gathered at the Heavenly Palace.

Wutian Buddha Lord said to Ye Futian, "The Western Heaven has been invaded by the armies of the Dark World and the Empty Divine Realm. I need to rush back there with my troops." The Buddhist sects had been able to seize more time for cultivation in the micro world. As a result, the Arhat Legion had grown stronger. It was time for them to return and join the war now.

"Hmm. Buddha Lord, please lead the Arhat Legion to join the war in the Western Heaven. On top of that, I will assign the Four Corners Legion to go with you. You may order them as you see fit," Ye Futian replied. It was still rather challenging for the members of the Western Heaven to fight against the invasion of two major worlds, the Dark World and the Empty Divine Realm, alone.

The commanders of the Four Corners Legion were the four disciples of Ye Futian. Among them were Fang Cun and Tie Tou.

"Fang Cun," Ye Futian called.

"Yes, Master." Fang Cun appeared even more charming now with his long hair. Nevertheless, his temperament was calm. He was no longer the inexperienced lad like he used to be. Even though not much time had passed in the outside world, he and his friends had been cultivating for more than 100 years in the micro world. Therefore, he had had 100 years of training to hone himself.

Ye Futian ordered, "The four of you, lead the Four Corners Legion and the troops under your command to aid the Buddhist sects in war. Obey the commands of the Buddhist sects."

"Yes, Master," Fang Cun replied while nodding. Then, he bowed towards Wutian Buddha Lord and said, "I will surely obey the commands of Buddha Lord."

"Amitabha." Wutian Buddha Lord put his palms together as a gesture of gratitude.

"The four of you, leave with Buddha Lord," Ye Futian commanded. Immediately, the four of them went to summon their troops for departure. The cultivators from the World of Buddhism also left the micro world one by one. Two legions had been sent off to assist the Western Heaven in war.

"Father, let the Revelation Legion led by Diyuan and the Ziwei Legion led by Emperor Chen aid the members of the Divine Prefecture in war," Ye Futian said while looking at Donghuang the Great. Not long ago, the troops of the Devil World had entered into the space passage that connected their world and the Divine Prefecture. They were now stationed at the North Cliff Region.

The Devil World and the Divine Prefecture were next to each other. Hence, the troops of the Devil World were in charge of occupying the Divine Prefecture.

Ye Futian did not wish to fight against the troops of the Devil World. However, things had not gone as he wanted. The troops of the Devil World chose to participate in the War of the Seven Realms and were about to attack the Divine Prefecture.

"Hmm." Donghuang the Great nodded in agreement as he said, "The troops of the Devil World are powerful. It will be a brutal fight. From the looks of it, our fight with them is inevitable."

Donghuang the Great did not wish to engage in war with the Devil World either. He had a lot of respect for the Devil Emperor, and the two of them admired each other. Nevertheless, they were destined to be enemies due to their different stances.

If Donghuang the Great had a choice, he would choose to be friends with the Devil Emperor. How he wished the two of them could chit-chat and play Weiqi together peacefully, just like what they did last time when the Devil Emperor visited Donghuang Imperial Palace.

The Devil Emperor was the overlord who withstood the tribulations of the Devil Abyss on his own. The entire Devil World rested on his shoulders.

This time, the Human Ancestor used the welfare of the members of the Devil World to threaten the Devil Emperor. The latter was forced to declare war on the Divine Prefecture to preserve his people's lives.

Ye Futian could still strive to get the Devil World to side with him if the Human Ancestor had not done so. The situation might have been different if they could postpone the war until Yu Sheng had seized control of the Devil World. This was also Yu Tu's intention. He had set up things so that one day, the forces of the Devil World and the Divine Prefecture could both be utilized by Ye Futian.

"Diyuan," Donghuang the Great called. "Lead the Revelation Legion and head back to the Divine Prefecture."

"Yes, Father," Donghuang Diyuan responded while nodding. Even though she was the descendent of Emperor Ye Qing, she had been raised by Donghuang the Great since birth. The latter had treated her like his own child. Even up until now, her surname was still Donghuang. Hence, she still called Donghuang the Great her father. In her eyes, both Donghuang the Great and Emperor Ye Qing were her fathers, with the former being her foster father while the latter being her biological father.

Donghuang Diyuan left the palace. Ye Futian then assigned Emperor Chen, formerly known as Lord Chen, to lead the Ziwei Legion and join Donghuang Diyuan.

After four legions had departed to the Western Heaven and the Divine Prefecture, there were only two legions left behind. They were the Heaven Court Legion and the Heavenly Mandate Legion. The former consisted of forces from the original Heaven Realm, while the latter was made up of cultivators following Ye Futian since the beginning.

Ye Futian had ordered the six major legions to go to separate battlefields because their opponents were no longer fighting alone this time. They had dispersed their armies. All the space passageways were now open. This time, the allied forces of the Human Realm and the other four Realms would most likely strike in tandem.

This meant that the Heaven Realm, the Divine Prefecture, and the Western Heaven would be thrown into war simultaneously. Hence, Ye Futian had no choice but to distribute the six major legions across the three different worlds.

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The cultivators of the Heaven Realm could see the troops of the Human Realm gathering at the other end of the space passageway. The latter were all garbed in green clothes. They used this method to distinguish their own members. Once the war erupted, the world would be thrown into chaos. If they did not standardize their outfits, they would not be able to differentiate between their own members.

In the Heavenly Imperial City, the Heaven Court Legion and the Heavenly Mandate Legion had lined up in formation. Their gazes were fixed on the space passage, and they were all ready for war.

All the cultivators in the Heavenly Imperial City were looking up at the sky. Now, there were very few people left in the city. Most of them had evacuated.

Just then, a cultivator took off his green robe and threw it up into the air. A mass of flames incinerated the green robe.

When they saw this scene, others in different parts of the city took off their green robes and also threw them up in the air, burning them. In an instant, the sky above the city was ablaze with burning robes.

If they wore green robes, they might have the opportunity to infiltrate the enemy camp and make it out alive. They could even betray the Heaven Realm and join the Human Realm. This was bound to happen, and many people would certainly do so.

However, many people still burnt their robes in public. This was a wordless oath. They burnt their robes and were prepared to fight.

"They are coming," someone said.

Just then, intense tremors came from the space passage in the sky. A vast army appeared on the other side of the passageway. They were prepared to enter the Door of Space and invade the Heaven Realm.

Below the space passage, two legions were waiting with serious expressions.

The six legions, including their main forces and the troops they had trained, were a million strong. Each legion had more than 100,000 cultivators.

This was a terrifying number, but it was miniscule on the current battlefield. Their numbers were still too few. 100,000 cultivators were too pitiful to guard a world. For the Heavenly Imperial City alone, such a number was insignificant.

In the world today, some larger forces already had such numbers.

Even so, they had no choice but to fight.

Beneath the space passage, the troops were in formation. Each troop was separated. Right now, among the crowd, an intense piercing aura emanated from a troop. They were actually carrying bows and arrows. The leader was imposing and handsome. On his back was a divine bow that Ye Futian had personally forged for him!