The Legend of Futian

In the starry sky, time seemed to stand still as everything returned to tranquility.

In the quietude of the starry sky, everyone looked at Ye Futian, who was protected by the will of the Great Emperor and out of anyone’s reach.

All the cultivators could only watch it happen, watching Ye Futian as he inherited the will of Ziwei the Great.

A terrible power was still surging from the Palace Lord of Ziwei Imperial Palace, and he was most reluctant as he watched. Those eyes that looked toward Ye Futian were filled with hateful, murderous intent. He watched the starry sky with an overwhelming sense of resentment.

He couldn’t bear any of these. Why did Ziwei the Great make such a choice?

“Palace Lord.” A group of cultivators from Ziwei Imperial Palace came to him, and one of the elders whispered, “Palace Lord, the Great Emperor must have his purpose in doing this. Since the Great Emperor has made a choice, we have to respect it.”

This old man was an elder from Ziwei Imperial Palace who had followed the Palace Lord for countless years in cultivation, or else he would not have dared to say such words at a moment like this. Because he was a close associate, he took a risk in persuading the Palace Lord.

As the Palace Lord of Ziwei Imperial Palace slowly turned his eyes to them, there was a degree of coldness in them. When the old man saw those eyes, his heart skipped a beat. He could sense the strong resentment in his eyes. He just never expected that the choice of the Great Emperor’s will would have had such a major impact on the Palace Lord, enough to alter his state of mind completely.

He was no longer the Palace Lord of Ziwei Imperial Palace that he knew.

Perhaps it was because of the total dismantling of his faith. The Emperor that he had worshipped in countless years had now betrayed him. This was what the Palace Lord felt. He had lost his faith, and it completely changed his state of mind. This sudden and utter change was enough to throw even a top figure like the Palace Lord out of balance.

“Palace Lord,” others called out to him. Compared to the Palace Lord, they were much more flexible. Their minds were not so firmly made up. Furthermore, even though they had some hope for the Great Emperor’s inheritance, it was more like an audacious hope, not something that could be reflected in reality.

When they saw the changes in the Palace Lord, it was natural for them to console him. After all, this was the will of the Great Emperor, and Ziwei Imperial Palace was the executor of the will of the Great Emperor.

“Shut up, all of you.” The Palace Lord of Ziwei Imperial Palace glanced at everyone with an icy look. Everyone could feel his tremendous changes, and for a time, all the cultivators fell silent. The Palace Lord of Ziwei Imperial Palace looked towards the firmament. He said, “If you still recognize me as the Palace Lord, then you will immediately kill this person and seize his inheritance as soon as this is over. This inheritance belongs to Ziwei Segmentum by right and Ziwei Imperial Palace, not some outsider.”

When everyone heard his words, their hearts throbbed. It seemed that he had already made up his mind. No one could change it.

No one tried to persuade him any further, as everything must work according to its own fate. However, since the Great Emperor had measures in place, it wouldn’t be easy for the Palace Lord to kill Ye Futian. No one was certain whether the will of the Great Emperor was still around.

If the Great Emperor’s will was really there, the Palace Lord’s actions might very well offend the Great Emperor.

The cultivators from the outside world watched in the direction of Ziwei Imperial Palace and its cultivators with some sympathy. No wonder the Palace Lord of Ziwei Imperial Palace lost his mind. At his cultivation realm, there were possibilities that he may never advance further. But he was only a step away from the utmost peak.

The inheritance of the Ziwei the Great was his last and ultimate hope, but the Great Emperor did not choose him—his spokesperson—but Ye Futian. No matter who this happened to, no one could swallow such treatment in silence.

The cultivators from other forces also sighed. This was the inheritance of Ziwei the Great. Now, did it find someone it could belong to?

No cultivators from top principalities in Divine Prefecture would have imagined that someone like this could come out of the ether and seized the inheritance of the Great Emperor.

Of course, he was also the one who solved the mystery of the Great Emperor. It was as if this was how everything should have happened as a matter of course.

“Shall we go?” the cultivators from the Shen Clan asked, prepared to leave.

Many forces from the Empty Realm sighed secretly in their hearts, and a thought crossed their minds. If Ye Futian did obtain the inheritance of the Great Emperor, there could only be two outcomes. One was that he would be slaughtered and the inheritance would be taken from him. But in that case, it wouldn’t be their turn anyways.

Another possible outcome would be that the Great Emperor had left measures in place to protect Ye Futian and kill any attackers. In this latter scenario, they were not safe here. If Ye Futian had really gotten the power of the Great Emperor, it was possible that he would deal with them right here, right now.

For them, there was not much point in staying now.

“Let’s go,” someone said. Suddenly, many cultivators stepped away, leaving this starry sky world behind, moving away from these conflicts.

When they found an opportunity in the future, they would deal with Ye Futian then.

Now, they shared a sense of urgency. They couldn’t leave Ye Futian alone for much longer; the threat he posed to them was far too great.

Soon, many left.

In another direction, the other seven cultivators who were being baptized by the imperial stars also came out and stopped comprehending and cultivating. They looked at the figure in the starry sky and saw Ye Futian seemed to have fallen into a deep slumber. No one knew how he was doing at that moment.

“Luo Su.”

The Outer Violet Heaven’s cultivators were there. A middle-aged man called out to her as Luo Su responded, “Father.”

“What’s going on?” Luo Su’s father was Lord Luo of the Outer Violet Heaven. He had amazing cultivation and an expert in divine melodies.

“Before, when I comprehended the imperial star, it was with Emperor Ye’s help that I was able to inherit the power of one of the imperial stars. Emperor Ye is the first to perceive this imperial star that can be inherited by me,” Luo Su explained.

Lord Luo looked shocked at this unexpected revelation and glanced in Ye Futian’s direction. He didn’t expect this white-haired young man who had inherited the power of the Great Emperor would help Luo Su, his daughter.

It seemed that if he were to get into trouble, they had to help him however they could.

Many people were slightly surprised when they overheard this conversation and looked at them curiously. Among them, including Lord Taihua, clearly perceived the power that was contained within the imperial star, and it was rhythm.

His daughter, Goddess Taihua, had amazing attainments in music as well and was greatly talented.

So, if they were speaking of acquaintance, his daughter had fought with Ye Futian at Donghua Banquet. Why did Ye Futian rather help Luo Su instead of his daughter?

This was a surprise to him.

Goddess Taihua seemed to understand the meaning in her father’s eyes. She lowered her head slightly and sighed in her heart. Ye Futian had originally wanted to help her but was refused by her. Now she could only watch Luo Su as Futian inherited the imperial star. He thought about what an excellent opportunity she had lost.

She communicated with her father through voice transmission, and Lord Taihua didn’t say much except, “Don’t think too much now that it’s over.”

“Mmm,” Goddess Taihua nodded.

At this time, Lord Taihua was also considering how to face Ye Futian. In a sense, Ye Futian’s potential was higher than Ning Hua’s. If he did not get himself killed, his future achievements would be astounding.

But Ye Futian was already in a feud with the Domain Chief’s Manor of Donghua Domain. And now, the Domain Chief’s Manor seemed to want Ning Hua and his daughter to come together.

Therefore, for him, this matter seemed to be getting thornier by the minute, and he would have to make some decisions soon.

All the cultivators were waiting quietly. It seemed that after a very long time, above the sky, Ye Futian slowly opened his eyes as his body floated upward.

At this moment, everyone’s eyes were focused on that figure. Ye Futian seemed to have transformed. In the center of his brow chakra, there seemed to be a ray of sacred light, and his entire body was shrouded in a layer of divine glory. Such a majestic posture was befitting of a young Great Emperor!