The Legend of Futian

Chapter 1975: Melee

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

One punch.

The Renhuang that has been so arrogant at the Heavenly Battle Palace, who had crushed several opponents of the same level in Dongxiao Continent, was knocked down by Ye Futian with a single punch, unable to fight back.

That day when Ye Futian left, had that really been to avoid fighting?

Dared not he to fight?

With a single punch that could knock down his opponent. Would he deliberately find excuses to avoid fighting?

He didn’t fight because he didn’t want to fight or didn’t care to fight.

Not only were the people on the battlefield stunned, but many cultivators from Dongxiao Continent outside the battlefield also had their eyes glued to the same place, staring at the man in white in total shock. He stood there quietly, ignoring these cultivators, finding no need to partner with any of them.

“Could it be that what Lin Qiu said is true?” someone whispered. “He doesn’t fight because the cultivators of Heavenly Battle Palace and Alchemy Divine Palace moved against him and used his power in the Law Battle, so he left in protest.”

“It’s also possible that he thinks the others were not worthy of fighting with him at all,” said someone else. If Ye Futian were not so strong, his case would have been weak. But now, he had proven his own strength, so whatever he did before was justified, and no one could doubt him.

Of course, it was indeed the case. He had no reason to avoid fighting, just his disdain for Law Battles and his disdain for those from Heavenly Battle Palace and Alchemy Divine Palace.

So, who was this person?

Someone looked in the direction where Alchemy Emperor was and saw him standing with his hands behind his back. Goddess Donglai stood behind him quietly, her eyes looking into the matrix as well.

No one knew Ye Futian’s true strength better than Goddess Donglai, and she wasn’t worried in the least. He would undoubtedly prove himself in this matrix with his strength and see the Millet Emperor as he deserved.

Now, the cultivators from Yanyun Continent were here to attack. Even the cultivators of the ancient imperial family of Yan had arrived. Were they here for the matter regarding Eastern Deity Island?

However, now that he had made it to Wangshen Watchtower, she no longer worried about Ye Futian’s safety.

On the battlefield, Ye Futian independently occupied one side of the void, with many cultivators in the surrounding. Yang Qian, the young Palace Lord of Heavenly Battle Palace, looked at him and found no words. Was this level unworthy to fight with him?

Qi Mu and other cultivators from Alchemy Divine Palace also looked at Ye Futian. Obviously, they had underestimated Ye Futian’s strength. Not only could Ye Futian battle the royal cultivator from the Northern Land, but he also ended the battle with just a single punch.

Would Ye Futian’s victory mean that those at the same level from various forces were also not worthy of engaging him in Law Battles?

Successively, other cultivators were attacking this way. There was contention between various cultivators in this space, specifically the Renhuang from the Northern Land, the Renhuang from Dongxiao Continent, and Ye Futian and his people. Ye Futian had separated himself from those who were from Dongxiao Continent, so they were not together.

Boom... The coercion of the Great Path was terrifying as giant footprints trampled the void. Several royal members who were more powerful cast a glance at Ye Futian. However, at this moment, the sky above the matrix felt a violent shockwave, which caused many to look up. Powerful figures of Renhuang had appeared in the void.

These men were the cultivators from Wangshen Watchtower.

“Is Wangshen Watchtower going inside the matrix to get involved in the battle?” Those who saw this new development outside of Wangshen Watchtower were shocked. If so, then there was now one more principality to contend with, and it was Wangshen Watchtower no less. In the past, Wangshen Watchtower’s presence was usually reserved for testing some extraordinary Renhuang with extraordinary combat power and would enter the matrix to escalate the battle.

But this time, it was a little different. This time, the cultivators from all sides had gathered in one place.

The cultivators of the ancient royal clan of Yan had led a great army of Renhuang here, whose express purpose was to challenge Wangshen Watchtower. The target for top figures brought from the North were also the cultivators from Wangshen Watchtower.

“Everyone, please continue,” said a young Renhuang from Wangshen Watchtower with a smile. After their arrival, all the Renhuang had positioned themselves in various places and did not intend to engage in battle immediately. They planned to observe those from the North and, at the very least, to prevent those in the higher realm from taking advantage of those in the lower realm.

If those who were already the matrix had no way to compete with the Renhunag from the Northern Land, it wouldn’t be too late for them to get involved.

“Since we are here, let’s do it together.” At this moment, a voice was heard, catching everyone’s attention. The speaker was a central figure from Yanyun Continent, standing in the middle of a powerful group of Renhuang, like the moon that was surrounded by the stars. He didn’t release any aura from his body, nor did he participate in the battle, but no one dared to underestimate his existence. If they were right, this person ought to be the leader of this campaign, a cultivator from the ancient royal family of Yan, from the Yanyun Continent.

This Renhuang, who appeared to be 30 or so, was a member of the ancient imperial family of the Yan Kingdom, Yan Dongyang.

“If you want to come along, we have no objections; please feel free,” said the young man who headed Wangshen Watchertower as he stared at the other. Since the other forces had already come here, how could Wangshen Watchtower show any weakness? After all, this here was their territory. No matter how their opponents wanted to move, they would have to oblige.

“Those who defeated cultivators from Wangshen Watchtower are qualified to seek instruction from the Millet Emperor?” Yan Dongyang said softly. His voice was very soft, but it was heard clearly by everyone. He glanced around the battlefield and said, “We have come from the Northern Land, traveled for hundreds of thousands of miles across many continents. Now we have a chance to learn from the cultivators of Wangshen Watchtower, how can we miss such a rare opportunity?”

“Yes.” The eyes of the Renhuang from the North were filled with powerful Fighting Will. They were willing to come this time because they also wanted to feel the strength of the Renhuang in Wangshen Watchtower of Dongxiao Continent. This kind of opportunity was rare and would be able to prove their own combat effectiveness.

As each Renhuang found his opponent, this battlefield became even more violent and crazy. In the entire matrix space, battles were erupting everywhere, and there were even several battles where Upper Renhuang were fighting.

Yang Qian’s cultivation was of Upper Renhuang. At this moment, a tyrannical Renhuang appeared in front of him with a terrifying aura.

The same was true for Qi Mu from the Alchemy Divine Palace and all the other cultivators. The Renhuang from Northern Land, who had slaughtered their way here, appeared in front of them, with fierce momentum.

Great battles erupted in an instant, and there was a terrifying roar of the Great Path within the matrix, and the turbulence of the Great Path raged between heaven and earth. When the battles erupted, Ye Futian did not take action. He was still standing in his own position, watching all this taking place. He did not help anyone, acting as if he was a principality in his own right.

Renhuang from various principalities sometimes glanced at him, wondering if he was waiting to jump in as they were destroying each other?

At this moment, a Middle Renhuang with an awesome aura appeared in front of Ye Futian. This Middle Renhuang was also someone with great combative power from the Northern Land, who looked to be in his 40’s. He was authoritative and domineering, with a shocking momentum about him.

“I’m here to get a taste of your strength.” The middle-aged man declared loudly. When his voice fell, the void vibrated, and the hair on everyone’s neck stood up.

Ye Futian didn’t really care. He glanced at the man casually and saw that two other men appeared on either side of him. They were not Renhuang from the Northern Land, but Renhuang from Dongxiao Continent. Both men were of the Sixth Realm, which exceeded Ye Futian’s by two realms. Clearly, they realized that those in the same realm would never be able to beat Ye Futian.

Since Ye Futian regarded himself as a lone principality, the rest of the people would let him struck out first.

Ye Futian was suspended in the air. His line of sight was directed at the Northern Renhuang in the sky above. There was a brilliant golden brilliance blooming above his body. In an instant, the golden light filled the sky, like the light of Buddhism, with the endless sound of Buddha ringing in the air.

The Renhuang from the Northern Land frowned. He felt a force similar to his own power of the Great Path. As his eyes surveyed the land beneath him, suddenly, his expression changed, and he became extremely fierce and wild.

A giant beast that was extremely wild appeared above the sky, like a real dragon, but also like a lion, with four hoofs, standing above the firmament, as a roar came out of its bloody basin of a mouth. Countless sound waves of the Great Path swept through the space like endless sharp swords of the sound wave. It tore through the void and shattered spiritual souls.

In just an instant, Ye Futian’s body seemed to be submerged by invisible sound waves. At the same time, the Renhuang on both sides also launched an attack of the Great Path on Ye Futian; cultivators from all three sides attacked Ye Futian simultaneously.

“How unforgiving.” Many who were outside fixed their attention on the battlefield where Ye Futian was at. Because of his independent ways, he was now being attacked by both forces. Men from Dongxiao Continent and the cultivators from the Northern Land were now fighting against him.

But at this moment, the golden divine brilliance on Ye Futian was getting even more radiant, as sounds of Buddha was heard, and a Buddhist aura lingered in the air.

“Get away!”

With a loud shout accompanied by the roar of the terrifying beast, an infinite and domineering Buddha suddenly appeared above the sky. It was Vajra Demon-slaying Rhythm. The infinite ancient Buddha released the endless glory of Buddhism, rocking the mountains and rivers. The Buddha’s light and rhythm pierced the beast, and then its body was pulverized. Not only that, the spiritual souls of that Northern Renhuang and the other two Renhuang who attacked Ye Futian trembled violently as if they might collapse and pulverize at any time while the Great Path was also destroyed.

A rustling sound was heard, and with the blooming of the Vajra Demon-slaying Rhythm, a giant divine tree appeared above Ye Futian’s head. Numerous branches and leaves spread out, and captured the other three Renhuang in an instant. The power of the Great Path wanted to smash through, but these leaves were extremely resilient, locking their bodies in place within the void. ᴜᴘᴅᴀᴛᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ NoᴠelFɪre.net

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The branches and vines furled, and three figures were being wrapped up and delivered in front of Ye Futian. Ye Futian glanced at them, and his indifferent eyes made them realize that even if their cultivation was stronger than Ye Futian, they were not his equal, after all.