The Legend of Futian

Emperor Xi, Thunder Punishing Skylord, Sword Goddess from Divine Palace of Fluttering Snow, and the others glanced at Chief Ning.

The Millet Emperor had left. There were only the disciples of Wangshen Watchtower here now. Emperor Yan and Ling Yunzi—the Lingxiao Palace Palace Lord—were both here. To ask them to settle the matter among themselves now was equivalent to declaring the death sentence for Ye Futian. How could the cultivators of Wangshen Watchtower handle either Emperor Yan or Ling Yunzi alone?

Chief Ning appeared to be impartial and took a middle stance, but in reality, he had already thrown Ye Futian into the deep end.

The giant level figures were all somewhat surprised. Why was Chief Ning giving up on such an extraordinary figure? Ye Futian had already made it clear his willingness to join the Domain Chief’s Manor to cultivate. He also mentioned that he came to participate in the Donghua Banquet for this exact reason. They did not believe that Ye Futian was lying. After all, Ye Futian’s situation before this was originally difficult. He had offended two major forces. Entering the Domain Chief’s Manor to cultivate would be beneficial for him. He could avoid the Yan Kingdom and Lingxiao Palace from targeting him.

However, Chief Ning had turned down this offer.

From the looks of it, Chief Ning was prejudiced against Ye Futian.

Otherwise, with his position and identity, he could still protect Ye Futian.

“Chief, for you to be impartial is enough for the Yan Kingdom. We will naturally deal with this matter ourselves,” Emperor Yan said. He swept a glance at Ye Futian, who was floating in the sky ahead, as well as the cultivators of Wangshen Watchtower. A pressure that filled the skies radiated from his body. The powerful Renhuangs from Wangshen Watchtower immediately felt an extremely powerful pressure of the Great Path acting on them.

“Ye Liunian from Wangshen Watchtower, you killed my son, Yan Dongyang, in the secret zone. You deserve to die.” Emperor Yan’s voice shook the heavens like the cry of a dragon. This caused the eardrums of the cultivators to vibrate violently. Many people sealed off their senses and protected their wills and minds. The voice of Emperor Yan contained the power of the Way of Sonic Wave.

Ptui.

Ye Futian let out a dull groan and coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood. Formless soundwaves of the Way of Sonic Wave swept towards him. They were like unblockable heavenly might. His body was sent flying outwards from the shockwave. His face turned as pale as a sheet.

Emperor Yan had immediately attacked. He was prepared to kill Ye Futian.

Emperor Yan raised his palm. A huge divine golden dragon appeared above Ye Futian. It was as though it was formed from the Heavenly Path. It took shape and enveloped Ye Futian’s figure. The huge golden claws of the dragon hooked onto the space and enveloped the space that Ye Futian was in within it. Ye Futian had nowhere to run to.

Ye Futian raised his head and saw the giant claw of the divine dragon slashing down towards him. It blocked out the sun and the sky. It descended upon him like divine might. He could not block it at all. His opponent was a giant level figure. How could Ye Futian stand against him?

“Wait,” at that moment, a voice called out.

The golden claw that was slashing down suddenly stopped, hovering above Ye Futian’s head. Emperor Yan turned around and looked at the person who had spoken. It was Emperor Xi.

“Emperor Xi, what advice do you wish to offer?” Emperor Yan asked.

“Since both parties will be settling it among themselves, now that Millet Emperor isn’t here, doesn’t it seem inappropriate for you to attack them immediately?” Emperor Xi asked calmly. He then looked at Chief Ning and said, “Since that was the decision, at the very least, they should wait until Millet Emperor returns, right?”

“Before this, I have always heard that Emperor Xi didn’t concern himself with the affairs of the world. However, ever since you made it through your divine tribulation, you seem to have begun to concern yourself with the matters of the Donghua Domain. Will you intervene in the grudge between our two parties?” Emperor Yan asked.

Emperor Xi had already made it through the first stage of his divine tribulation. His status was extraordinary. His ability was extremely powerful. Emperor Yan and Ling Yunzi were still somewhat cautious of him. If Emperor Xi intervened in this matter, things could be troublesome.

“Since Chief agreed to not interfere in this matter and allowed both sides to settle it themselves, it stands to reason that you should wait for the Millet Emperor to return before settling it among yourselves. Otherwise, how will the world assess the Donghua Banquet this time around?” Emperor Xi said with a smile.

“The Millet Emperor himself most likely left and escaped intentionally after knowing the truth of the matter,” Ling Yunzi added. His murderous intent was intense. If it wasn’t for the Donghua Banquet and that there were many giant level figures from the Donghua Domain here, Emperor Yan and Ling Yunzi would have already attacked and eliminated Ye Futian and the cultivators of Wangshen Watchtower.

“Huh?” Just as Ling Yunzi said this, he realized that something was amiss. He looked up into the sky and saw the wind and the clouds shifting. It was as though an extremely powerful divine might have appeared.

“What is going on?”

A powerful pressure enveloped the heavens. In the vast space, everyone felt a suffocating pressure.

It was not just them. At that moment, countless cultivators across the Donghua Heavens were looking up into the heavens. Divine might descended from above and pressed down on the space. Countless people felt their hearts trembling violently inside their chests.

What was this aura?

It was too terrifying. It was like a divine might.

Dong.

A loud sound came from the sky. Countless cultivators in the Donghua Heavens looked up. An extremely terrifying scene appeared in the heavens above.

There was a silhouette there. However, right now, the silhouette appeared exceptionally miniscule, seemingly insignificant. On his back, he carried a divine watchtower. It was gigantic. Divine might emanated from the divine watchtower, sweeping across the vast space. A great pressure loomed over the Donghua Heavens.

“It is the Millet Emperor,” someone cried out in surprise.

What was he carrying on his back? The crowd was in awe. The Millet Emperor walked over while carrying a divine watchtower on his back.

Dong. Every step he took, he advanced a vast distance across the endless space. The moment his footsteps landed, the continent shook violently. Divine might descended from the sky. Everyone could feel its suffocating power.

“What is the Millet Emperor going to do?”

Outside the Domain Chief’s Manor, countless people were looking up into the sky. They were witnessing this scene in awe. The Millet Emperor had returned with a divine item on his back.

This was the divine watchtower that fortified Wangshen Watchtower. It was the true Wangshen Watchtower. The Millet Emperor was carrying on his back just like that. It was as though he was carrying part of the sky.

Inside the Domain Chief’s Manor, the cultivators were similarly looking in his direction. This included the top figures of the Donghua Palace.

Bang!

There was another loud ring. As the skies trembled violently, the Millet Emperor’s silhouette appeared in the sky above Donghua Palace. He appeared above all of the giant level figures, carrying the divine watchtower on his back.

At that moment, the crowd finally knew why the Millet Emperor had suddenly disappeared and left. It seems that he already knew about the situation in the secret zone. He promptly returned to Wangshen Watchtower. Now, the Millet Emperor came back carrying Wangshen Watchtower.

He went that far, the giant level figures thought to themselves when they saw this scene. He actually returned carrying the divine watchtower. He was prepared to fight.

The expressions of Emperor Yan and Ling Yunzi changed. They stared at the silhouette in mid-air as well as that astonishing heavenly might.

Chief Ning also looked up at the Millet Emperor. His eyes narrowed.

Just a while ago, the divine item of the Domain Chief’s Manor had been destroyed. Ye Futian had broken the seal and resulted in its destruction. Right now, Millet Emperor brought over another divine item.

The Millet Emperor’s figure shook, and the divine watchtower immediately slid off his back. There was a loud rumble that reverberated far and wide. The gigantic divine watchtower stood in the sky and suppressed this part of the space. Instantly, an astonishing storm swept out. Many Renhuangs fell to the ground, unable to withstand the Power of Suppression!