During Ye Futian's stay at the Heavenly Mandate Academy, some top forces from the Divine Prefecture came to visit. However, he did not want to entertain too many people, so he sent Old Ma to receive them.
Especially those ordinary top forces. In fact, he did not need to care too much about them. With the power that the Heavenly Mandate Academy controlled and his current status, even a peak Renhuang with a perfect Great Path did not have much power in front of him.
However, at this time, Ye Futian also received a group of people. They were old acquaintances. More than 20 years ago, they had come to find Ye Futian. They were cultivators from Song Imperial City of the Divine Prefecture. Back then, they wanted to enter the Heavenly Mandate Academy and have Ye Futian cooperate with Song Imperial City so that the Heavenly Mandate Academy could become a force of Song Imperial City in the Original Realm. However, Ye Futian refused.
Now, Ye Futian's status was no longer the same as it was 20 years ago. The Heavenly Mandate Academy was no longer the Heavenly Mandate Academy of the past. The cultivators from Song Imperial City came with sincerity to make friends. They no longer had the same intentions as before.
After all, the Ye Futian of today was already someone that the cultivators from the Divine Prefecture wanted to befriend.
At the same time, in another place, a group of cultivators appeared in the void. This group of people had an astonishing aura. They were all dressed in black, giving off a very serious and majestic feeling. The leader did not look very old. He was only in his thirties, but it was unclear how long he had cultivated.
His dark pupils contained a domineering will, giving off a very strong sense of coercion. The cultivators around him all had an astonishing aura. Every one of them was a top figure.
No matter which world it was, there were probably only a few great forces that could come up with such a lineup.
"Now that the Original Realm has changed greatly, it is said that many ancient relics have appeared in the void world outside the 3,000 Realms of the Great Path. I do not know what we will encounter, "said a cultivator in black. His voice was a little low and contained a sense of solemnity.
"After so many years, I did not expect that the Original Realm would change so much. The change of heaven and earth started in the Original Realm. I want to know how the Original Realm will lead the change of heaven and earth," said another person. They looked at the young man in the lead, but the young man looked down at the boundless void, then said, "Let's go to the Heavenly Mandate Realm first."
"The Heavenly Mandate Realm?" The cultivators behind him revealed strange looks. The young man nodded and said, "Heavenly Mandate Realm, Heavenly Mandate Academy. I'm going to see someone."
Many people around them looked puzzled. Only a few people knew why the young man wanted to go to the Heavenly Mandate Academy in the Heavenly Mandate Realm to see someone. This was a secret, and very few people knew about it.
"Where is Mei Ting?" someone asked, mentioning Mei Ting, the Devil General of the Devil World.
"It should be in the Heavenly Mandate Realm," the young man replied. "Let's go."
Then, he flew forward, turning into a ray of black light. The other cultivators followed behind him.
In the Heavenly Mandate Realm, Mei Ting did not participate in the battles in the Void World or the search for the ancient relics. He was still drinking in Heavenly Mandate City, as if he was a drunkard who loved alcohol as much as his life. However, only he knew that although the wine was delicious, he was not a drinker.
He naturally had his own reasons for staying in the Heavenly Mandate City. He wanted to know some things, but he still couldn't figure them out.
Perhaps, time would tell him the answer.
At this moment, Mei Ting suddenly raised his head and looked at the sky above. A strange look flashed across his face. There was a slight change in his expression. Then, he saw a group of black-clothed figures descending from the sky. They headed straight for him and landed in the space above the restaurant.
The people in the tavern seemed to feel the pressure. Suddenly, they all fell silent. No one spoke. Mei Ting looked at the young man and the cultivators around him. He said, "You guys are here too."
The changes in the Original Realm had actually attracted people from the Devil World.
"Mei Ting, you sure are carefree," a demonic cultivator said. These cultivators were from the Devil World. Like Mei Ting, they were all from the Devil Imperial Palace in the Devil World. They were cultivators who stood at the top of the Devil World.
"Are you also here for the relics of the Original Realm?" Mei Ting asked.
"Mmm." Everyone nodded. The young demonic cultivator in the lead took a deep look at Mei Ting. Then, he turned his eyes to look into the distance. There was a magnificent and majestic building there.
"That must be the Heavenly Mandate Academy," the young man said.
Mei Ting looked at him and then at the Heavenly Mandate Academy. He knew what the other party was thinking. He replied, "It is the Heavenly Mandate Academy."
"Mr. Mei is indeed in a good mood," the young man said with a smile. "Cultivators from all realms are looking for relics, but you are here drinking wine and watching the Heavenly Mandate Academy. What is your interest?"
"Nothing interesting. I'm just bored," Mei Ting replied nonchalantly. The young man had a special status in the Devil World. He was one of the direct disciples of the Devil Emperor. However, as one of the Devil Generals of the Devil World, Mei Ting's status was not lower than the young man's. Thus, there was no need for him to treat him with special courtesy.
Moreover, the cultivators in the Devil World were somewhat different. The law of the jungle was more direct. There was not much worldly wisdom. Only strength was the embodiment of everything. As long as one was strong enough, there was no need to worry about offending anyone.
In the Devil World, it was normal for some cultivators who cultivated in the same Devil Imperial Palace to have conflicts.
"Bored?" The young demonic cultivator smiled and said, "Perhaps it is because Mr. Mei is more interested in that academy. I have heard some things in the Devil World. Now that I have come to the Original Realm, it is a good time to meet the young king of the Original Realm."
As he said this, he floated into the air and headed in the direction of the Heavenly Mandate Academy. The cultivators of the Devil World followed him.
Mei Ting saw this scene and did not stop them. He was not worried about anything. Of course, he knew the current strength of the Heavenly Mandate Academy. Speaking of which, he was somewhat looking forward to it. It would be interesting if they could clash.
Mei Ting picked up his wine cup and drank another cup of wine. His eyes were still looking forward. The real reason why the young man came here to see him was probably not because Ye Futian was the young king of the Original Realm, but because of Yu Sheng.
In the Heavenly Mandate Academy, Ye Futian was receiving the cultivators from Song Imperial City. At this moment, they seemed to have sensed something. They raised their heads and looked into the sky. They saw many top figures in the academy levitating into the air. Their expressions were somewhat solemn as they stared at the group of cultivators in black who had appeared in the sky.
They actually felt a hint of pressure. These people were very strong.
When the cultivators from Song Imperial City saw this group of people, their eyes also narrowed. The elder leading them was a little surprised. The cultivators from the Devil World had also arrived. Moreover, they had come to the Heavenly Mandate Academy first.
Ye Futian looked over and saw the young man leading the group. Their gazes collided. Ye Futian sensed a fighting spirit from the other party.
He was a little curious. Who was this person?
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.
