< img height="1" width="1" style="display:none" src="https://www.facebook.com/tr?id=433806094867034&ev=PageView&noscript=1" />

Text:

Comment:

Home > Fantasy > The Legend of Futian > Chapter 1680

Chapter 1680

Words:3251Update:22/09/28 04:53:11

Report

The Great Emperor had awakened, resonated with him, and bestowed the inheritance upon him?

The gods had witnessed it, and it was the mandate of heaven?

This was practically … Although Renhuangs were proving the Way, as members of top forces, Renhuangs were not high and mighty existences in their eyes. Breaking through to the Renhuang Plane, witnessed by the gods?

Mandate of heaven? What mandate of heaven?

The top figures of the Nine Realms had seen countless powerful existences and monstrous figures. They themselves were among them, but they had never seen anyone boast like this. It was simply shameless.

If he was the Son of Heaven, then what were Jian Qingzhu, Shen Hao, Nan Luoshen, and the others?

Why was he the only one who had seen the gods?

No one believed Ye Futian's nonsense, but they still doubted whether Ye Futian had obtained anything just now.

Or perhaps, like everyone else, he had not seen anything. Under that oppressive force, he had chosen to prove his Way and become a Renhuang, bearing the might of heaven.

"Did you obtain anything or not?" Shen Yuan asked coldly as he stared at Ye Futian from the direction of the Shen clan. He had suffered a crushing defeat at Ye Futian's hands. Now, he had personally witnessed Ye Futian and Yu Sheng obtain divine items. Naturally, some thoughts arose in his mind.

Ye Futian looked at Shen Yuan and said, "No."

"Then why did you break through to the Renhuang Plane just now?" Shen Yuan pressed.

Ye Futian glanced at Shen Yuan indifferently. His gaze was as if he was looking at an idiot.

He did not answer this question. He turned and walked to the side.

When they asked him if he had obtained anything, he had already answered. No one believed him. However, when they continued to ask, he gave the opposite answer. They still did not believe him.

So, what else was there to answer?

No matter how he answered, it was meaningless.

"Whether you believe the former or the latter, it is up to you," Ye Futian said calmly. He was not answering Shen Yuan, but he was speaking to everyone.

There was no point in asking.

There was no point in answering.

However, based on their convictions, whatever they thought was true was true.

Shen Yuan narrowed his eyes. He accepted the fact that Ye Futian had not obtained anything. In the environment just now, everyone had their eyes closed. Even Jian Qingzhu had asked. Clearly, Shen Yuan was the same. He could not see anything at all. Hence, he naturally would not think that Ye Futian was more outstanding than everyone else.

However, Ye Futian's breakthrough to the Renhuang Plane caused him to have some wild thoughts.

Or perhaps, what he coveted was not what Ye Futian obtained later, but the divine item that he had obtained earlier.

He looked at Shen Hao. At this moment, he could not decide.

Previously, he had been defeated by Ye Futian. Now that Ye Futian had proven his Way, his Divine Wheel was at least of the celestial level. It might even be of the perfect level. Coupled with the Swordmaster of Lihen from before, unless Shen Hao intervened, they would not be able to deal with Ye Futian's group.

Jian Qingzhu did not ask any more questions. It seemed that there was no way to find out the truth behind the closure of the Heavenly Palace. Perhaps it was because of the relic itself. The ten of them had obtained the divine items. Perhaps this Heavenly Palace only had ten divine items.

The other people who had obtained the divine items did not ask anything. They all had their own gains, and they were all treasures that were suitable for their own cultivation. This had already made them very satisfied. This trip was not in vain. After going out, they must study the divine items carefully and integrate them into their own cultivation.

Everyone had their own fate. They had obtained their own portion, so it was impossible for them to think about robbing others. Apart from themselves, there were nine other people. Was he going to rob them all?

If he only targeted one person, would others have the same thoughts as him and come to rob him?

Everyone had their own fateful encounters. In the future, on the path of cultivation, they would determine who was superior and who could reach the top of the 3,000 Realms of the Great Path.

Those who had such thoughts were those who had not obtained the divine items. For example, Shen Yuan of the Shen clan and the other cultivators from various places.

However, the abilities of Ye Futian, the Swordmaster of Lihen, and the others were extremely intimidating. Even if they had such thoughts, they most likely would not be able to rob them. The previous battle had already proven many things.

"How is it?" When the Swordmaster of Lihen saw Ye Futian walking over, a look of anticipation appeared in his eyes. With Ye Futian's talent, if he wanted to forge a Divine Wheel of the Great Path, it should be of the perfect level. There was no need for him to reconstruct his Great Path like the Swordmaster of Lihen.

Ye Futian smiled, and the Swordmaster of Lihen understood what he meant. As he had guessed, Ye Futian had a perfect Divine Wheel.

"Swordmaster of Lihen, after we go out, let's find His Majesty and have a few drinks," Ye Futian said with a smile.

"Uh …" The Swordmaster of Lihen was stunned. Then, he smiled at Ye Futian and said, "You rascal, even though you have become a Renhuang, His Majesty is still His Majesty."

As he said this, he glanced at Xia Qingyuan, who had come over. He did not know how far the relationship between the princess and Ye Futian had progressed. Back then, the princess had watched Ye Futian ascend to the 33rd Layer of Heaven of Lihen Heaven. Naturally, the Swordmaster of Lihen had high hopes for the two of them.

Xia Qingyuan also glared at Ye Futian. What did he mean by asking her father to drink?

"Of course, I just want to drink with His Majesty. I have no other intentions," Ye Futian said with a smile when he saw Xia Qingyuan's murderous look.

"Hmm." The Swordmaster of Lihen nodded. His Majesty had been at the Renhuang Plane for many years. Although he was only a lower-level Renhuang, his Plane should be higher than theirs. He was at least at the peak of the second tier of the Divine Wheel. He might even have a third tier Divine Wheel.

However, the level of Emperor Xia's Divine Wheel should not be high. Although they had not fought before, the Swordmaster of Lihen faintly felt that a perfect Divine Wheel had a suppressive effect on other Divine Wheels. This meant that the Great Path was stronger. Against a flawed Divine Wheel, he might be able to surpass realms to fight.

Of course, this needed to be tested to know. Although he had killed Renhuangs before, he had only just entered the Renhuang Plane in the God's relic.

"Yaya." Ye Futian looked at Yaya beside him.

Yaya raised her head slightly and looked at him.

"I have your gift," Ye Futian said with a smile.

Along the way, he had risked his life. There were many times when he would have died if Yaya had not been there to protect him. He had long since treated Yaya as his own sister. Even though it was a divine item, there was nothing he could not bear to part with. The moment he received it, he thought of Yaya.

"Oh," Yaya replied calmly. Ye Futian blinked. Was this the reaction?

He did not feel any sense of accomplishment at all.

"Let's go. Let's hurry up and see if we can still cultivate in the relic," Ye Futian said. There was something special about the relic that was different from the outside world.

As he said this, he directly walked in a direction. It was where the divine tree was.

The others saw Ye Futian leave, and no one chased after him.

"Let's go take a look as well," someone said. Since the Heavenly Palace was closed, there was still time. They should see if there were any opportunities in other places. There was no need to waste time here.

Dou Zhao followed Ye Futian. He mysteriously walked to Ye Futian's side and said, "Does the closing of the Heavenly Palace have anything to do with you?"

"I told you. The Great Emperor woke up and gave me the inheritance. The gods bear witness. It is the mandate of heaven," Ye Futian replied.

The corner of Dou Zhao's mouth twitched. He said, "There is no one else here. Can you tell the truth?"

"You don't believe the truth." Ye Futian was too lazy to pay attention to him. He never lied …

Dou Zhao saw his expression and knew that he had been ignored again. This guy always gave people the feeling that he could not see through.

"Who are you? Where are you from? "Dou Zhao muttered. Did this guy really come from the Tianhe Realm's Sky River Temple?

Why did he not believe it?

His talent was so high that it was a bit strange.

Ye Futian brought Yaya to the willow tree where Gui Zang had cultivated before. This old willow tree did not look special, but Gui Zang had comprehended the Way and become a Buddha here. It must be a good place to cultivate.

"Yaya, you sit under the tree," Ye Futian said to Yaya.

Yaya sat very quietly under the willow tree and looked up at Ye Futian in front of her.

Ye Futian sat opposite Yaya and said, "When I obtained the divine item, I directly refined it into my divine will. You need my cooperation to let you control it."

Yaya nodded. Then, she saw a wisp of incomparably brilliant sword will from between Ye Futian's eyebrows, along with his divine will, directly into Yaya's mind.

"I will help you refine it." A voice sounded in Yaya's mind. Suddenly, the two of their eyebrows seemed to be connected by an incomparably brilliant sword light. The willow tree swayed, making a rustling sound. Suddenly, an invisible sword will was born between heaven and earth, flowing towards Yaya's body.

The corner of Dou Zhao's mouth twitched. That was a divine item unearthed from the Heavenly Palace. It might be a divine item that contained the will of the Great Emperor. How could he just give it away?

Why didn't he get to know Ye Futian earlier …

Now, shouldn't it be too late?

Sword City had given an opportunity to the Swordmaster of Lihen, creating a perfect Divine Wheel for him. He had given the inheritance of the statue to Yu Sheng. Now, the divine item of the Heavenly Palace had been given to Yaya. It seemed that he had also given an opportunity to Xia Qingyuan, who was beside him.

When he thought of this …

Dou Zhao made a decision in his heart. From now on, Ye Futian would be his brother, the kind that could not be chased away. He was the dignified descendant of the Fighting God. If he recognized Ye Futian as his brother … then in the future, they would share blessings.

After a period of time, Ye Futian opened his eyes. He saw that Yaya's entire body was dazzling. Countless sword wills descended, wrapping around her like a sword cocoon.

The willow tree swayed, making a rustling sound. The leaves moved even though there was no wind. Gradually, Ye Futian and the others sensed a mysterious aura from the willow tree.

The swaying willow tree seemed to have swept up endless will, causing a storm of the Great Path to sweep up in the vast space, madly heading towards Yaya's body.

"What kind of tree is this?" Dou Zhao was dumbfounded. The countless branches and leaves of the willow tree drooped down, wrapping around Yaya's body. The endless Great Path descended, seemingly resonating with Yaya's body.

Ye Futian could vaguely see an illusory figure. It was the illusory figure of the emperor.

"Did the Great Emperor cultivate here before?" Dou Zhao asked Ye Futian, who was beside him.

"Yes." Ye Futian nodded.

He hoped that Yaya would also have the opportunity of the Swordmaster of Lihen's.

As time passed, Yaya was already wrapped up in the willow tree, along with the endless will of the Great Path.

At the same time, countless beams of light suddenly appeared in this relic. Doors of space suddenly appeared in all directions of the relic. It was as if there was a spatial divine item that connected God's relic to the outside world.

Perhaps only Donghuang the Great could have done something like this.

When they saw these doors of space, everyone understood that it was time to leave.

In God's relic, countless people looked up. Some were not satisfied and wanted to continue searching for opportunities. But in the end, they stepped out, stepped through the door of space, and disappeared.

One figure after another walked out. The first to walk out were those who were the most disappointed.

"It's time to go out," Ye Futian murmured. He looked at Yaya, who was in front of him. If only he had more time to cultivate, perhaps Yaya would have a chance to prove her Way in the relic. But now it seemed that it was too late.

Sword will surged, and Yaya's figure broke out of the cocoon of swordsmanship. Sword will was sharp all over her body. She looked at Ye Futian.

When he saw the look in Yaya's eyes, Ye Futian knew that although she had not proved her Way, she should not be too far away.

"Let's go out," Ye Futian said. Suddenly, one figure after another stepped out.

Dou Zhao walked up. When he was in mid-air, he suddenly looked down. Then he turned around and came in front of the willow tree. He hugged the incomparably huge willow tree with both hands, but he could only hug a small part of it. He suddenly exerted force.

Rumble … A violent sound was heard. The willow tree swayed as if it had sensed danger.

But Dou Zhao did not have the slightest bit of sympathy. Divine light shone from his body. He activated the will of the Fighting God and directly uprooted the willow tree from the ground.

Under the dumbfounded gaze of Ye Futian in the sky, Dou Zhao uprooted the willow tree. Then he carried the huge willow tree and walked into the sky.

"I admire you, I admire you …" Ye Futian looked at Dou Zhao with a look of worship. He was indeed the descendant of the Fighting God!

You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.


Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.