The Legend of Futian

Chapter 2757 War

As Ye Futian finished speaking, an even stronger pressure weighed down. A divine phantom appeared in the air above his head. The horrifying will pressed down on his body, giving him the feeling that the sky was weighing on him.

Ye Futian was extremely uncomfortable. His body was drenched with sweat. Pushing back against the pressurizing force with his strong intent, he continued to stare up at the sky and said, “It is the same even if you kill me. Before coming here, I didn’t think that the Sovereign would harm a junior, but I still planned for the worst. If something really happened to me, Ziwei Imperial Palace and Yusheng will view the Dark Court as their nemesis.”

At present, the six worlds were at a relatively equal state, but if the Ziwei Imperial Palace and Devil Imperial Palace fought against the Dark Court at the same time, then the tides would be turned instantly. It would be impossible for the Dark Sovereign to make darkness fall over the world.

At that time, Ye Qingyao would rebel against the Dark Court too, so Ye Futian’s threat was useful in a certain way.

“Do you think the Divine Prefecture will forgive the Ziwei Imperial Palace? Even without the Donghuang Imperial Palace, the Ancient God Clans of the Divine Prefecture will not let them survive,” The Dark Sovereign said coldly. He clearly was quite familiar with these things.

“The Divine Prefecture and Ziwei Imperial Palace’s rivalry is because of me,” Ye Futian continued. “If something happens to me, this rivalry will not exist anymore either. The Ziwei Imperial Palace will choose to join the Devil Imperial Palace or even Donghuang Imperial Palace. They will have a mutual enemy. On the other hand, none of this will happen if I return safely.”

The Dark Sovereign also understood this. Not only would it not happen, with the rivalry between him and the Divine Prefecture, but it might be pointed at the Divine Prefecture instead. Back then, neither the Dark World nor the Empty Divine Realm had touched Ye Futian. They had even chosen to help him, thus creating an enemy for the Divine Prefecture.

An enemy’s enemy would be a friend.

That was why they had let Ye Futian grow powerful freely. Otherwise, all the conflicts from before would be more than enough for them to attack Ye Futian.

“What you said is true. In that case, I will give you one month. After one month, I will let you go. If you let people attack the Dark Court in this month, then… I shall kill you!”

The dark storm rolled violently and the horrifying will descended upon Ye Futian’s body before retreating. The voice was left echoing through the air. Clearly, the Dark Sovereign had been angered by his threat. Ye Futian actually had the guts to threaten the ruler of the Dark World.

He was the king of the Dark World. No one could threaten him.

He wanted to see if Ye Futian dared to try.

The repressive aura disappeared and the dark storm scattered too. Ye Futian watched this all. The Dark Sovereign had not given him the chance to negotiate at all and instead told him directly how he would take care of this, letting him choose.

Gamble his life?

Ye Futian clearly did not dare to do so. The Dark Sovereign had his own reserves, but he would not dare to gamble with his life either.

Now, all he could do was continue to wait for a month. The Dark Sovereign had already taken a step back since he could give him an exact time. Otherwise, it would not be enough for Ye Futian to die 100 times to threaten a sovereign like this.

Even though his cultivation was already very powerful, he was still nothing different from an ant before a Great Emperor. He could be squashed to death easily.

Ye Futian closed his eyes and continued to cultivate quietly. One month’s time was not long for him, but in the stormy Ruins of the Gods Mainland, things could change drastically every day. He did not know how this storm would continue to evolve. He told the Ziwei Imperial Palace to stay put for now and not get involved before he returned, lest the unpredictable happened. ɪꜰ ʏᴏᴜ ᴡᴀɴᴛ ᴛᴏ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴏʀᴇ ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀs, ᴘʟᴇᴀsᴇ ᴠɪsɪᴛ novelenglish.net . (ꜰ)ire.ɴet

While Ye Futian was at the Dark Court, news about the Ruins of the Gods Mainland would come every day. The battles continued to expand, involving the entire continent with terrifying speed. Forces and cultivators from every world entered the war, killing and looting wildly. The countless treasures, relics and cultivation resources created had all been stolen and robbed in the recent few years. This was also why the continent had such massive cultivation resources now and an important reason why the war expanded so quickly.

Cultivators of many large forces even hoped that the emperor-level forces would declare war directly. It would be best if they could destroy the entire world and both sides would suffer horrible losses. Only then would they have a chance. Otherwise, the best cultivation resources were monopolized by the emperor-level forces. They could only receive very few resources. Even if they had any, they were all leftovers. Some precious cultivation resources were also in the hands of top forces below the emperor-level forces.

Under this situation, they wished for the war to be as destructive as possible. Heroes were born from chaos. They could only find the chance to turn the tides and come up top. Otherwise, if peace continued like before, all the cultivation resources would be split up and squeezed dry. It would have nothing to do with them.

Personal interest was often the source of all battles and wars.

This war was not the same as the previous battles in the Divine Prefecture. It was chaotic and without order. The emperor-level forces did not unify the various forces under them. Instead, it was the various forces that started the battles in the first place and then it spread to sweep the emperor-level forces in too.

With a war at such a grand scale, a large number of strong cultivators would die in the Ruins of the Gods Continent.

Some wondered if this was a curse from the gods.

In the Battle of Heavenly Laws that took place before, this had been the main battlefield and it had been so destructive that the gods had fallen. Now, countless years later, this ancient battlefield appeared to the world again and ignited an unprecedentedly horrible battle again. It was like a replay of what had happened years ago.

Seeing the endless deaths of cultivators, people seemed to witness what the era of the End of the Gods had been like. The multitude of gods had whittled, the various gods had fallen and a split appeared in the cultivation world.

At this time in the Dark World, Ye Futian received news from the battlefield again.

It said that Lord Shaman and Ye Qingyao led the Dark Court to a direct battle against the Donghuang Imperial Palace of the Divine Prefecture. The battle had been horrifying. Ye Qingyao had the divine power that rivaled Donghuang Diyuan and the two had an intense fight. Ye Qingyao had wanted to kill Donghuang Diyuan.

However, the battle had no result. Both parties had retreated, but it was meaningful. This meant that the direct battle between emperor-level forces had begun now. It was no longer a competition for the relics. It was war.

Had the Dark Sovereign ordered Qingyao to kill Donghuang Diyuan? Ye Futian thought to himself as he sat there. Even though Donghuang Diyuan was his mortal enemy, he did not seem to carry that much of hatred.

Of course, he still worried a bit for Ye Qingyao. Whether she lost or won, it might not be a good thing for her. If she really did kill Donghuang Diyuan, she probably would not be able to live either.

But both sides were emperor-level forces and filled with strong fighters. She would not die so easily.

Without realizing, the one month was finally up. The Dark Sovereign had promised to let him go at this time!