On Wutu Divine Mountain, the thunderclouds above the sky gradually dissipated, and the apocalyptic scene disappeared.
Countless people looked at the Divine Mountain and stared at the white-haired figure standing at the top of the Divine Mountain, aloof from the world.
It was as if he was the only one in the world.
Today, Ye Futian broke the pole number at Wutu Divine Mountain and inherited 1,000 Heavenly Thunder. In many years of history, only three of the Eight Divine Mountains had done it.
Now, someone from Wutu Divine Mountain had done it.
For the Purple Underground, this was something to be proud of. From then on, the name of Wutu Divine Mountain would be recorded in the pole number record.
With this alone, it would not be long before the name of the white-haired youth that no one knew would be known throughout the world. In the future, when people tried to enter Wutu Divine Mountain, they would think of his existence, just like when they entered the Divine Mountain before, they would think of Zhang Changqing.
Moreover, this pole number was even more shocking than the record of 900 Heavenly Thunder set by Zhang Changqing.
Lu Yu looked up at the sky, feeling lost. Before he came, his goal was to surpass Zhang Changqing, inherit 1,000 Heavenly Thunder, and challenge the pole number.
However, before he tried, he was kicked down from the top of the mountain by Ye Futian.
Now, Ye Futian replaced him and did what he wanted to do.
It seemed that his defeat was not unjust.
Unfortunately, Lu Yu's name could not be known throughout the world.
Countless people looked at the figure above the sky. Ye Futian seemed to be still standing there, digesting the power in his body. This time, he had gained a lot.
At this time, a group of figures flashed over. When they saw the people coming, many people showed a strange look.
The person in the lead was the previous record holder of Ye Futian, Zhang Changqing.
He was known as the most favored disciple of the Purple Underground Emperor, the future successor of the Purple Underground Sect, and the most talented person in the Purple Underground Sect.
Now, someone had not only broken the record he had set, but also created a pole number, leaving his record behind. Would he replace him?
No one knew what Zhang Changqing was thinking at this moment.
"I don't think I need to say more about the Heavenly Thunder Baptism. You all know what you feel. Those who stood on the Divine Mountain before, comprehended and planted the Seal of Infernal Thunder of Wutu in their bodies, and refined it into their bodies, can follow me to the Purple Underworld to meet the Master."
Planting the Way with Heavenly Thunder. His request was for the Divine Mountain to filter out those who were suitable to cultivate the Way of Infernal Thunder of Wutu. These people had already been planted with the seeds of Infernal Thunder of Wutu, and they would be very suitable to cultivate this kind of will.
The eight Divine Mountains were to select the eight orthodox successors.
The Purple Underground now represented the orthodox lineage of the Wutu Clan.
Some were happy, some were disappointed.
The Eight Great Thunder Orthodoxies were naturally a very good choice for those who cultivated Thunder Arts.
As for the best choice, it was undoubtedly the Violet Heavenly Palace.
However, it was not easy to enter the Violet Heavenly Palace.
If someone like Ye Futian, who had broken the pole number, wanted to enter the Violet Heavenly Palace, he should be able to do so in the future, but it would not be so easy for others.
Of all the cultivators in the world, who did not want to join the various supreme forces?
One figure after another flashed forward, walking in front of Zhang Changqing and the others.
Ye Futian's figure floated down from the void sky and came to the side of Xia Qingyuan and the others, then stepped forward.
Zhang Changqing's eyes fell on Ye Futian. His expression was calm, but there was a ripple in his heart.
This young man turned out to be the one who had been staring at him before. His white hair was very conspicuous, and his temperament was also extremely outstanding.
It seemed that this person had regarded him as an opponent before, and he wanted to break the record he had created.
"Congratulations." Zhang Changqing nodded slightly to Ye Futian. For a person who had broken the pole number of the Divine Mountain, even if he was the most valued heir of the Purple Underground, he still had to give due respect.
"Today, the pole number of my Wutu Divine Mountain has also been broken. In the future, I will have a lot to boast about. Little guy, in the future, in the Purple Underground, cultivate well, and in the future, you may have the opportunity to break through to the Renhuang Plane." The old man next to Zhang Changqing also said with a smile. Such a good seedling was worthy of the Purple Underground's training.
"Thank you." Ye Futian nodded slightly, which was considered a return gesture. His attitude was slightly cold and not enthusiastic.
It gave people the feeling that he was a little arrogant.
He came to the Divine Mountain not to enter the Purple Underground to cultivate, but because of the matter of his third brother. Otherwise, he might not even be able to see his third brother.
As for how polite he should be when facing the person who took away his third brother, obviously, he could not do it.
Zhang Changqing naturally felt Ye Futian's attitude. Seeing Ye Futian's arrogance and indifference, he said, "Breaking the pole number of Heavenly Thunder of Wutu Divine Mountain means that you are extremely talented in the will of Wutu Infernal Thunder. The potential of cultivating this method is infinite, and the future is promising. But even so, don't be too complacent. The way of thunder is broad and profound, and there is still too much to go."
His tone was that of a person who had experienced it. In the future, when Ye Futian entered the Purple Underground to cultivate, he would be regarded as his younger brother, and he was naturally qualified to teach him a thing or two.
"Let's go."
Ye Futian said lightly and walked straight forward, passing by Zhang Changqing.
As soon as Zhang Changqing's voice fell, Ye Futian brushed past his body, directly ignoring his existence.
Zhang Changqing's back was facing Ye Futian, and his face was stiff.
Those facing him could clearly see how embarrassed Zhang Changqing's face was at this time.
This made many people have a subtle feeling. One was the most valued disciple of the Emperor of the Purple Underground, the existence who set the record of the Divine Mountain, and the other was the person who broke the pole number.
Had they already begun to fight before even entering the sect?
The scene just now had determined that these two people would certainly not be able to coexist peacefully.
"Let's go." Although Zhang Changqing was a little embarrassed, he still spoke and turned to leave. Everyone's figures flashed and moved, leaving the Divine Mountain.
The elders of the Purple Underground showed strange expressions, but they did not speak. The situation was a bit delicate.
After leaving the Divine Mountain, everyone walked along the Purple Underground City. Zhang Changqing and the others still came to the front to lead the way, and Ye Futian and the others followed behind.
In the Purple Underground City, there was a Sky Stairwell with 8,100 steps, reaching above the clouds.
There was a Gate of Heaven there. Across the Gate of Heaven was the palace of the Purple Underground City, which was also the Purple Underground Sect.
Ancient palaces stood here one after another, towering and majestic. It was a magnificent sight.
At this time, below the Sky Stairwell, there were countless figures, all of whom came from all sides, including the people of the Purple Underground City. They looked ahead with a look of admiration.
Behind the Gate of Heaven, on the high platform, there were many figures there. The one in the middle, with an extraordinary temperament, was the Emperor of the Purple Underground.
Beside him, there were many cultivators. In addition, there were many cultivators in all major directions.
They were not from the Purple Underground Sect, but from other regions.
Today was not only the opening day of Wutu Divine Mountain, but also the opening day of other Divine Mountains. However, there were cultivators from all eight orthodox forces here. Obviously, it was not because of the opening of the Divine Mountain.
"Purple Underground, now that the preaching of the Divine Mountain has ended, it is time to talk about how to deal with the descendants of the Gu Clan. When will you bring them to us?" At this time, someone said. He had an extraordinary temperament, and his every move seemed to be one with the Great Path.
The person who could talk to the Emperor of the Purple Underground as an equal was naturally at the Renhuang level, and he was also the master of one of the eight orthodox Thunder Laws.
"That's right. Today, a person has broken the pole number on Wutu Divine Mountain. We should congratulate him, but this matter still needs to be dealt with," another Renhuang said. It seemed that they all had their own reasons for coming here.
The Emperor of the Purple Underground naturally understood what kind of figure Gu Tianxing was in the past. Even if he had extraordinary means and was only one step away from the Heavenly Path.
Even if it was a Renhuang, who did not want to get the cultivation method of Gu Tianxing?
If the captured Gu Dongliu was the only remaining descendant of the Gu Clan, who would not want to dig something out of him?
However, he had already tried, and it was useless.
The person who was captured did not know who he was, nor did he know how to cultivate the mystical ways of the Gu Clan. Even his talent seemed to be faintly imprisoned.
No one knew who it was.
Probably, they hoped to leave a bloodline for the Gu Clan, let him grow up in the Lower Worlds, and pass on the bloodline of the Gu Clan.
But no one expected that he would still come here, the Heavenly Mandate Realm.
"Don't worry, everyone. I will take care of it," the Emperor of the Purple Underground responded lightly. He already had a plan in his heart. Since he could not dig out anything useful, then the attraction of the descendant of the Gu Clan was naturally not so great, so he would take the initiative to hand him over.
"Purple Underground, tell us the truth, what do you plan to do?" Someone asked. They also vaguely knew something. Now, in addition to them, many people had also arrived.
"They have arrived. Let's see how the person who broke the pole number of Wutu Divine Mountain is," the Emperor of the Purple Underground said. He looked down and saw a group of people walking along the sky ladder.
Among Ye Futian's group, only he went up. Xia Qingyuan, Qi Xuangang, and the others stayed below. They were not allowed to step on the sky ladder to enter the Purple Underground, so they could only watch the ceremony from below.
Ye Futian glanced at the vast and endless sea of people, then stepped on the sky ladder step by step, crossed the sky gate, and saw those figures on the sky ladder.
The person in the center should be the Emperor of the Purple Underground.
Finally, Ye Futian and the others stopped. Zhang Changqing and the others flashed forward first, walked to the position behind the Emperor of the Purple Underground, and stood there quietly.
The Emperor of the Purple Underground looked down at Ye Futian and the others.
"Greetings, Emperor of the Purple Underground."
"Greetings, Your Majesty."
Everyone bowed slightly, and Ye Futian did the same. Even though he was unhappy that the Emperor of the Purple Underground sent people to capture his third brother.
However, the strength and status of the Emperor of the Purple Underground were there, so he had to pay his respects.
The Emperor of the Purple Underground smiled and waved his hand. His eyes fell on Ye Futian, and he said, "You have inherited a thousand ways of thunder and broken the pole number of the Divine Mountain. For many years, you are the only one in Wutu Divine Mountain who has done it. Are you willing to take me as your master?"
There were countless figures below, and when they heard the words of the Emperor of the Purple Underground, they burst into cheers, extremely envious of Ye Futian.
The trip to the Divine Mountain had just ended, and the Emperor of the Purple Underground had personally accepted him as a disciple. What kind of treatment was that!
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