The Legend of Futian

Very soon, the cultivators who entered the Lost Clan from different locations gathered together. Every one of them was an exceptional character in their own right. Some were strong while some were weaker, all at various realms. Some had survived the Divine Tribulation of the Great Path, and some were heirs of lofty statuses from top principalities.

These cultivators were also here by invitation of the Lost Clan. They now appeared in front of that forbidden building.

Ye Futian looked at the forbidden place in front. The space seemed heavily distorted. This was the center of the entire Lost Clan, and all the buildings seemed to surround the forbidden place in front of him. Obviously, this was a place of importance for the Lost Clan.

Other cultivators knew better. They had seen many top cultivators from the Lost Clan who came out of this place before.

“Everyone, please.” The cultivators of the Lost Clan stepped forward to guide them. Suddenly, a door swung opened in the twisted space in front of them. Ye Futian and the other cultivators stepped into its threshold, and it felt as if they were traveling through a tunnel of time and space, entering another world.

There was a terrifying spatial power of the Great Path here; they could even feel many places inside, with distorted spaces as well.

It was so deep ahead that no end could be seen.

In here, their divine consciousness seemed to be distorted as well, unable to cover as great of a distance as they used to before, so they had to resort to using only their eyesight. However, as far as their eyes could see, there were many greatly capable cultivators with their own terrifying aura, accompanied by monstrous cultivations. Just the sight from their eyes alone gave the others invisible coercion. It was as those eyes held a frightening brilliance.

“What is this place?” Asked a man who appeared no more than 30 and had a most unusual temperament. This man was a talent from the Human Realm. His appearance seemed typical, but he possessed a pleasant presence.

“The true core of the Lost Clan. Didn’t you come here to unearth the secrets of the Lost Clan? The true meaning of the Lost Clan lies here,” said an elder from the Lost Clan who had led them here. “We can talk while we walk.”

As he was explaining, he continued to lead the way and took everyone deeper inside. At the same time, he said, “Shenyi Continent was a land abandoned by the gods in ancient times. For countless years, it had been exiled in the void, having never known which way to go or what would happen tomorrow; it was like facing a night that would never end. According to legends, the Shenyi Continent was not like how it is now in that bygone era. It was perhaps many times larger than today, truly a grand world in every sense of the word. However, in the many years of exile, it had long since fallen apart and broke into different pieces.”

“More than that, many of the cultivators on the continent perished. It was many years ago, a time we referred to as the Dark Ages.” The old man of the Lost Clan continued slowly, “Until later, an original ancestor, the one who created the Lost Clan, came about and banded everyone together in order to fight against the perils of the unknown and realm of death. As the number one cultivator of the continent took command over the cultivators on the continent, they fought against the Dark Ages. From then on, the Shenyi Continent entered the era of the Lost Clan.”

Ye Futian and the others listened quietly, no one interrupting. The old man was telling them the origin of the Lost Clan, and all of them were interested in this mysterious clan. Furthermore, this ancestor of the Lost Clan must have been a magnificent figure. No one knew what kind of realm he was in, what happened to him, or if he had fallen.

“After establishing the Lost Clan, extraordinary cultivators of the continent voluntarily joined the clan and worked together to guard Shenyi Continent. So that in a very short time, the Lost Clan became the undisputed premier principality of this land and the place where everyone held their faith. All those who wanted to join the clan must swear that they are willing to sacrifice everything, including their lives, to protect the continent. The ancestor of the Lost Clan fulfilled that oath with his own life. As did the rulers in the following generations and its top figures. They dedicated their lives to ensure the continued existence of the Lost Clan. Generation upon generation, it was precisely this belief that was guarding the Shenyi Continent. Today, the Shenyi Continent has finally left the endless darkness and come to the Original Realm. Before, we thought that this was just another area in ​​the land of the exiles. But then we learned that Shenyi Continent might no longer need to experience the darkness as it once did.”

Ye Futian was quite moved when he heard these words. Did generations of leaders really use their own lives to protect the Shenyi Continent?

Moreover, the fact that they were top cultivators made it even more remarkable. Such sacrifice required firm conviction and fearless courage to achieve.

If so, then everything that happened outside could be explained. Knowing that the Lost Clan was under threat, cultivators from all parts of the continent had rushed to the same place. If there were a war, those cultivators who came would probably do all they can to fight.

This was some amazing faith.

Only those who had faced desperation year after year, living in constant darkness, would have such belief, thinking that only if everyone had the same goal to protect the continent as a whole could they survive.

If it weren’t for those men who persisted in this kind of belief, perhaps Shenyi Continent wouldn’t be here today.

“The endeavor of your ancestors, generation upon generation, was indeed admirable,” someone remarked, and everyone seemed to be in awe. No matter what purpose drove them here, hearing this history incited respect from every one of them.

They continued moving forward. The inside seemed extremely deep, with no end in sight. Many caves and recesses appeared on both sides, and it seemed that there was a bright divine light inside. The old man said, “After our ancestors created the Lost Clan, they opened up this area here, using them as the last pure land for the Lost Clan. If the Shenyi Continent is broken apart, the people can still seek shelter and continue their existence in exile. The caves in here were left by generations of cultivators from the Lost Clan and are engraved with their cultivation methods. Later generations had left their deeds inside these caves so that even if Shenyi Continent was broken apart, the people who made it here could still cultivate inside these caves and continued their exile in the endless darkness until the arrival of dawn. This was the worst-case scenario.”

Everyone nodded slightly, as they started to believe in what the old man was saying. Looking at everything inside, it was true that it appeared as the last refuge of a band of desperate folks. Its existence ensured the continuation of the Shenyi Continent. It was a holy land built by the sages before them, who were planning for the worst.

“Some of the caves in here are now occupied by cultivators who were actively cultivating. The cultivation methods created by our ancestors have been passed down from generation to generation, and they have all been engraved in there, still teaching the later generations, as they inherited the will of our ancestors while continuing moving forward until this point, where we have come to the Original Realm and met you all.” The old man continued, “This is the general situation of the Lost Clan. You are welcome to walk around and take a look. The Shenyi Continent has drifted to the Original Realm, and naturally, we don’t want to be enemies with any of you. We hope to make your acquaintances and become part of this world!”