The Legend of Futian

Ye Futian fixed his gaze on the woman who now looked as holy as an immortal. Xia Qingyuan stood on the golden lotus. The lotus’s six petals continued to open, causing it to look like there were endless images of more lotuses around her. The lotus gave rise to all things and gave rise to the Great Path.

Ye Futian had once read ancient records in the library of Nine State Academy that said that once you had cultivated up to the supreme level, you could forge the Path. The Path gave rise to the soul, and your life spirit would develop along with it. Therefore, the true top forces, those whose life spirits contained the Path, were those whose perception of the world stretched out far and was thus passed on to future generations.

His World Tree was endlessly marvelous and was a kind of supreme Path, but his plane was not high. He was not yet close enough to touch that level, nor understand its mysteries. He was only able to see a life spirit birthed from it, and see how extraordinary it was.

Huang Jiuge had inherited three great life spirits, all of which were extraordinary. Now he was truly the descendant of Renhuang, but since his level was not high enough, he only understood these life spirits at the surface level. But now that he had the inheritance, the life spirits could probably transform along with him.

The road to cultivation was slow, but some people were extraordinary. Their life spirits could get stronger and stronger along with the things that they had cultivated themselves to be good at. Others still relied on their own perception, constantly reinventing their life spirits with their own power from weak to strong, causing it to constantly evolve. Either way, life spirits followed the process of the cultivator growing stronger.

Xia Qingyuan’s forefather was Renhuang, and her father had cultivated beside him. Her own life spirit was magnificent and could be said to be abundant in natural gifts. At that moment, her life spirit lotus was unleashed, and her whole aura grew stronger, and her perception of Law Power grew deeper as well. Her prestigious name was well deserved—that of the greatest talent in Emperor Xia’s realm.

In Ye Futian’s Life Palace, the World Tree swayed with a rustling sound. He sucked in his breath and a terrible storm blossomed from within him. The life spirit of the Divine Ape appeared once again, forming the Buddha pure body. Ye Futian seemed to be melded within it as his power grew even wilder.

His halberd disappeared as his rule power condensed into a staff in the Divine Ape’s hands. Different rule powers permeated his body. A curtain of starry particles flashed around the staff, and an astonishing aura burst forth from it. Ye Futian stood there like a true god of war, emitting enough pressure to suffocate anyone near him.

Cultivation was an orderly and gradual process. As you grew stronger, your life spirits continued to change. Your understanding of martial arts and rule spells was the same. When Ye Futian had begun cultivating, he had studied the Nine Heavenly Attacks, but how many had he actually learned?

Only once the strength of his cultivation increased could he exert greater power with the Nine Heavenly Attacks. And now they were not the simple attacks of when he had started out. Now they were integrated into his perception of rule power. Two people cultivating the same techniques would have very different results.

Ye Futian had cultivated the Rule of Particles, Force Rules, Starry Laws, and Space Tearing Rules. He had integrated these rule powers into the Nine Heavenly Attacks, making them much more powerful. If he truly reached the level of the Snow Ape, his power would be no weaker than his.

Xia Qingyuan still stood calmly on the lotus, holding a sword mudra. More and more lotuses blossomed around her. Suddenly, she was bathed in brilliance. She looked like a divine immortal, incorruptible. But Ye Futian had no wish to appreciate her beauty. He could only feel her dangerous aura.

The Divine Ape stepped into the sky, and the air trembled. A terrible force swept out. Ye Futian grasped the staff. Infinite Law Power seemed to bloom from Xia Qingyuan, and it seemed like Ye Futian was trying to smash through the Great Path of heaven and earth itself. She had all that Law Power, and he had only a stick.

Brilliance bloomed from the blossoming lotuses, and a catastrophe sword was born from each one. The lotuses gave rise to the Path. The lotuses gave rise to everything. Endless sword wills surrounded each catastrophe sword, all of them pointing at Ye Futian.

“Cut him,” said Xia Qingyuan. The swords in the lotuses flashed as they pierced through the air. The 3,000 swords descended, and a lightning bolt that was much stronger than the swords pierced through the air in that space.

Ye Futian raised his arms and brought the staff crashing down, causing a burst of particles to shoot outward. It was like thousands of stars tearing through the air. They crashed into the catastrophe swords from the lotuses, and a destructive airflow appeared. Even if there was a top-level Sage there, they would still be astonished by this scene, and shocked by the power of the two of them.

In the instant that Ye Futian brought the staff down, the second catastrophe sword bloomed from a lotus. It flashed towards him, even stronger than the one before it. The power of Ye Futian’s staff was not diminished; it continued to sweep out and destroy things, but the arm that was holding it felt a tremendous force. The starry particles began to crack. He could see how strong his opponent’s sword was.

The third sword, the fourth sword… the eleventh sword.

The swords were inexhaustible, and the sword will was not extinguished. Ye Futian was wrapped up in Sword Qi, and an endless amount of swords flew around him, cutting through the air. If he let down his guard even a little, he would be beyond saving.

But it seemed like he did not feel threatened at all. He walked forward, each step shaking the ground. The Divine Ape roared, and a storm appeared all around him that seemed powerful enough to smash the heavens.

Ye Futian had cultivated for more than ten years and experienced many battles. Other than when he had faced opponents whose levels he could not compete with, he had never experienced a situation like today, where he was still in danger despite using the Nine Heavenly Attacks.

He knew that Xia Qingxuan’s life spirit was full of strength and that she had used the lotuses to give rise to her Law Power. She had integrated her Huangting Fist Will into the catastrophe swords, making each one stronger than the last. These were two different rule powers, but she had achieved mastery over both of them and combined them into a single attack. The lotuses gave birth to swords that cut through everything.

But his staff technique was completely different, and his accumulated power was more than that of his opponent’s catastrophe swords. At this moment, his staff resonated with heaven and earth. This meant that if two people were fighting outside the Imperial Mausoleum and sought to seize the power of heaven and earth for themselves, they would unleash a terrible storm.

Xia Qingyuan stared at him as she stood firm. Nine lotuses flew all around her, with sacred light blooming from them. Powerful catastrophe swords were hidden in each lotus. The nine catastrophes were linked together. When the swords were born, everything would wither.

She pointed forward and the nine swords shot out. Ye Futian had already struck six times, and at that moment a powerful storm appeared around him. He stepped forward again but did not strike a seventh time.

The swords reached him.

A destructive sound rang out as the air was torn and the stars were shattered. The swords came at him one by one, slicing towards his chest and destroying his will. But Ye Futian seemed to not even see them. He continued forward. The terrible storm of swords seemed to swallow him up, but his momentum grew even stronger. It seemed that he was the only person in the world at that moment.

The Divine Ape’s body bore the sword strikes, and it seemed to be riddled with holes. However, at that moment, it grew bigger as if the true Divine Ape had finally arrived. It gave a loud roar that shook the heavens. Ye Futian lifted his arm and struck forward with it.

Bang! Bang! Bang! Loud noises rang out as the swords collided with the staff. The sounds were like thunder, and the sky trembled at them. The swords of the Great Path all seemed to be annihilated. All that was left was the staff. It broke through all the swords and slammed through the air towards Xia Qingyuan.

The lotuses bloomed majestically, forming a barrier around Xia Qingyuan’s body. She watched what was happening calmly. There was a loud noise as the lotuses broke and their petals were sent flying. Xia Qingyuan was also sent flying. There was a loud crash as she hit the cliff wall, and blood flowed from her mouth, staining her white clothes. The immortal was bleeding, which was truly astonishing.

The destructive storm still raged, but then it gradually dissipated. Ye Futian stood there calmly like a god. The Divine Ape and his life spirit disappeared, and the staff had also been annihilated by the swords. But his deep black eyes were still firm as they stared at Xia Qingyuan. She was the Princess of Emperor Xia’s realm, the foremost talent of the Upper Worlds. She had three thousand swords, and lotuses that gave birth to matter, and all he had was a stick.

The Imperial Mausoleum trembled more fiercely. Xia Qingyuan shook as she stepped forward. She stood in front of Ye Futian, gazing at the one person of the same generation as her who had ever defeated her.

Glass Saint and the Great Zhou Sacred King watched this battle and trembled. Ye Futian had defeated the descendant of Renhuang, Xia Qingyuan, the proud daughter of heaven.

Xia Qingyuan wiped the blood away from her mouth. She looked at Ye Futian, and there seemed to still be an unyielding arrogance in her beautiful eyes. “If we continue to fight, I still have tricks up my sleeve,” she said. “You will lose. But since you managed to knock me back, I will not fight for the inheritance anymore.”

She had said that if Ye Futian could get it, he could take it. Of course, Ye Futian had not taken it himself but had given it to Huang Jiuge and now stood blocking her way. But it was all the same. However, she was confident that if she used her trump card, Ye Futian would have no way to resist her. But she did not intend to do so.

“Thank you very much, Princess.” Ye Futian smiled at Xia Qingyuan and said, “In all the time I’ve been cultivating, I’ve never encountered anyone at the same level as me who could fight with me to this extent. You are very strong, but if we must talk about tricks up our sleeves, you are not the only one who has them.”

Xia Qingyuan narrowed her eyes as she stared at him. This guy truly was extremely arrogant. Did he mean that she should be proud of having lost to him? Also, he said that he had a trick up his sleeve as well. Did he mean that if they kept fighting he could continue to defeat her?

“I accidentally hurt you in the battle. I hope you won’t hold it against me?” Ye Futian asked her. Xia Qingyuan regarded him coldly. Who did this b*stard think he was? Did he think that just because he had knocked her back she wouldn’t send someone to kill him? Why shouldn’t she?

“I did not originally mean to hold it against you, but after listening to you talk, I want to cut you now,” said Xia Qingyuan coldly.

“If you can hit me with your sword, I will die without complaints,” he answered her with a smile.

“This shameless ruffian…” Hearing the conversation between the two of them, Glass Saint also wished she could stab Ye Futian. Not long ago, he had been flirting with her, and now he even dared to do so with the Princess!