Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Ye Futian stood above the firmant while Hua Junlai had been blasted to the ground below; the positions of the two seed to have been reversed.
The top figures of the various forces were below, watching the battlefield in the void intently, and their hearts were disquieted. Hua Julai of the Haotian Clan was crushed by Ye Futian from the Original Realm. In this powerful confrontation, Huan Junlai suffered major blows that wounded him.
Obviously, the physical strength of the two was not at the sa level. Ye Futian was far superior to Hua Junlai. After all, Ye Futian was only Renhuang in the Seventh Realm, while Hua Junlai was a Renhuang in the Eighth Realm. Hua Junlai getting crushed so badly suggested that there must have been a considerable discrepancy between them.
At present, Ye Futian stood high above the sky, with divine light surrounding his body of the Great Path. His appearance made him look invincible. It was as if the real Great Emperor himself had truly descended amongst the world. Ye Futian had always prided himself as possessing the Divine Body of the Heavenly Path. And at this mont, his physical body was truly astounding.
This physical body was ford based on the comprehension he received from the divine body of Shenjia the Great Emperor.
Hua Junlai did not give up after being blasted down to the ground below. He raised his head and scanned for Ye Futian, who was above the sky. His eyes were cold, and murderous intent was blazing inside of him. Rays of divine light ca down from the outer sky and fell upon him. That divine shadow beca clearer now. It was as if Haotian the Great had reincarnated with him.
Suddenly ethereal voices were heard between heaven and earth, and a terrible rumbling sound ca out. The storm of the Great Path was raging madly within this boundless void and shrouding it. Above the firmant, an elusive shadow appeared, and it was the phantom of Haotian the Great.
It seed as if this corner of the world was the realm belonging to the Great Emperor, created by Haotian the Great.
Hua Junlai’s was condensing the seal with his hands, and suddenly the phantoms of the Great Emperors in the heavens were doing the sa at the sa ti; it was as if reflected by many mirrors of the sa movents. It was as if there were only the existence of this divine seal in all of the world.
The cultivators from Haotian Clan looked at the battlefield but did not interfere. Even if Ye Futian had the upper hand, he would not dare to harm Hua Junlai. Furthermore, Ye Futian’s superior power would serve as a challenge for Hua Junlai. Although they were unhappy with Ye Futian, it did not change the fact that Ye Futian was a great opponent.
His combat effectiveness was not inferior to the enchanting geniuses from Ancient God Clan. His strength was most formidable.
Boom...
An astonishing sound ca out as Ye Futian’s body of the Great Path roared and howled. Above the heavens, a starry sky world appeared, with countless stars circulating about. The sun and the moon hung high in the sky, sprinkling endless divine light that illuminated the stars. It was like an entirely independent world on its own. This force then collided with the phantoms in the heavens as if they were vying for control of this corner of the sky.
Buzz! When the light of the sun and the moon sprinkled down, the stars were circulating. Each of the stars was rotating around this space, centered around Ye Futian’s position. They were spinning faster and faster as the world howled. In this rotating starry world, every one of the stars contained unparalleled prowess.
Under the illumination of so much divine lights which fell upon Ye Futian, who was in the center of it all. Ye Futian of this mont was like the absolute ruler of this world, the king of the sun and the moon, the lord of the stars, and master of the starry rules.
The phantom of Ziwei the Great appeared, descended upon the world and rged with Ye Futian. Faintly, the will of the Great Emperor descended into this world, pressed down with his might, coexisting with the will of Haotian the Great in this world, at the sa ti. By comparison, the imperial glory from Haotian the Great dimd alongside the overpowering will in the surrounding space.
Is this the power inherited from Ziwei the Great? the cultivators below wondered when they saw this sight before them. Ziwei the Great had been one of the most powerful Great Emperors in ancient tis, who was in charge of Ziwei Segntum. He was the god of the stars, who controlled the rules of the starry Great Path.
At this ti, they could detect this kind of rule power from Ye Futian. The rotation of the stars in heaven seed to beco more and more ethereal.
Hua Junlai looked up and saw the magnificent spectacle in the void. At this mont, in his heart, he had lost the confidence he possessed previously. The arrogance in his eyes didn’t seem to be there anymore. He seed to finally realize that this king of the Original Realm, who was of the Seventh Realm, had far superior combat effectiveness.
A touch of reluctance flashed through his eyes as Hua Junlai ford the Haotian seal to attack. The heavens bood as countless divine seals blasted down at the sa ti to smash through this corner of the sky, aiming toward Ye Futian.
But at this ti, the stars surrounding Ye Futian flowed frantically, forming an absolute enclosed space. When the divine seals in the heaven blasted down, heaven and earth shattered, while the violent roars shook this space. A terrifying storm destroyed everything and radiated toward the infinite space, spreading further into the distance.
However, even though many of the stars that flowed around Ye Futian’s body had been destroyed, more of them continued to pour out according to their own rules, and an even more radiant divine light blood from that starry sky world.
Those sharp eyes from Ye Futian swept across the surrounding heaven and earth. He then raised his hand to point towards the void, and the stars began flowing, rushing towards the surrounding sky and earth.
Bang, bang, bang... The terrifying sound caused heaven and the earth to collapse, along with those elusive imperial shadows. The starlight connected as one, as if carrying the divine light from the sun and the moon to destroy all those imperial shadows. Soon, all the imperial shadows shattered, and the Great Path domain of the other was pulverized.
Ye Futian’s body was shining with brilliance. It was like the Great Emperor had descended into the world. He looked at Hua Junlai below and pointed with his raised hand. Suddenly a starry divine sword penetrated the void, overca everything. Hua Junlai blasted out the divine seal, but it was for naught. The starry divine sword, carrying trendous montum, arrived in front of Hua Junlai in an instant.
Boom! An extrely terrifying storm swept out, and the Starry divine sword stopped in front of Hua Junlai. That terrifying storm of destruction buffeted Hua Junlai so that his white robe fluttered wildly in the winds and his long hair danced with nace.
Hua Junlai’s eyes were open, fixed on the divine sword that hung above his head, which nearly killed him. There was so sadness in his eyes. Not only was he defeated, but he was defeated miserably. Before, his combat had been boosted by the eruption of the Great Emperor’s will. But when Ye Futian called upon the will of the Great Emperor, he could not stop his attacks. Ye Futian, who had inherited the will of Ziwei the Great, was far stronger than they had ever imagined.
At this mont, many cultivators rembered what Ye Futian said before. If he wanted to cultivate in the holy land of the Lost Clan, he could have simply broken the matrix all by himself. There was no need to resort to other ans to placate the Lost Clan. He could break down the Battle Matrix of the Rocks set up by the cultivators in the Seventh Realm from the Lost Clan. No one doubted Ye Futian’s claim at this mont as he displayed his battle effectiveness; they believed he could achieve what he said he could.
Ye Futian looked at Hua Junlai as he waved his hand. The divine sword flew back to him and didn’t slay Hua Junlai after all. He didn’t really want to kill Hua Junlai—they were not sworn enemies, and there were no major grudges between them.
“Do not do to others what you do not want others to do to you. Had this Shenyi Continent been a land without a master, with no one in control, it would not matter who tried to take it for themselves. But the Lost Clan had been established on this continent and has guarded the continent for many years. No one should try to take that away from them. It is not just,” Ye Futian proclaid loudly and clearly.
However, those cultivators from other top forces were unmoved by what he said. They had lived longer and experienced more. Many of them had lived through the turbulent era three, four hundred years ago and experienced firsthand the cruelty of the cultivation world.
Ye Futian was far too idealistic.
The world of the cultivators was a ruthless one, and things such as pillage were commonplace. If one day they faced a similar situation, no one would pity them; they would make the sa choice of robbing them of what they had.
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