The Legend of Futian
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The Legend of Futian
Author :Jing Wu Hen
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1282 Final Contes

Four people walked to the center of the crowd of onlookers at the Peach Banquet on Divine Mountain. Everyone's gaze was fixed upon them.

Xing Kai and Luo Yang had been famous throughout the Crimson Dragon Realm for a long time and were among the most powerful and famous members of their generation.

Ye Futian and Xia Qingyuan had newly risen to this height due to the power of Qianye City, which they were masters of.

Watching the two of them walk side by side, everyone thought they looked well suited to each other. They gave off the impression of being a pair of gods.

However, given Ye Futian's previous performance, it seemed that there was another woman that he loved.

Had Xia Qingyuan chosen to fight because she feared that Ye Futian would be humiliated?

But if she fought, there would be two people from Qianye City. If Xing Kai and Luo Yang ganged up and targeted them, it would be extremely disadvantageous.

It would be two Saints of True Self versus two Doctrine Saints.

Of course, in a battle like this, the Saints of True Self had to limit their will, and thus the gap between them would not be that great. They would just have a slight advantage.

But they were all among the top cultivators of their generation. They could possibly decide the outcome of this battle quite easily.

The battle for the Thousand Word Proverb Stele would be ended with this fight.

Xing Kai swept his gaze over them. He still looked indifferent. Even though there was enmity between the Ancient Imperial City and Qianye City, there was no emotion in his eyes as he looked at Ye Futian. He seemed to be a stranger to him.

"Let us eliminate them first. Choose one of them," said Xing Kai to Luo Yang.

This shocked everyone. Xing Kai was not showing the least bit of propriety.

Since Ye Futian and Xia Qingyuan had come out together, he and Luo Yang would each choose one of them to fight in order to eliminate them first.

In the end, it would just be him and Luo Yang competing for the Thousand Word Proverb Stele.

"As you wish," said Luo Yang indifferently. The two of them turned and faced Ye Futian and Xia Qingyuan.

Two powerful auras instantly bloomed, and powerful will swept out, covering Ye Futian and Xia Qingyuan.

Suddenly, Ye Futian and Xia Qingyuan's wills bloomed as well as they faced Xing Kai and Luo Yang.


Xing Kai stepped forward, and his powerful fighting will swept out. Ye Futian and Xia Qingyuan felt a fierce sense of threat from this invisible fighting will.

The fighting will seemed to be wrapped around his body. Ancient seals appeared all around him.

His understanding of the Thousand Word Proverb Stele had allowed him to form war seals.

The ancient words of the Thousand Word Proverb had seemed to him just like his war seals. If he could cultivate the Thousand Word Proverb and understand the power that it could lend to his attacks, it would be enough to raise his attacks to the next level.

Even someone like Xing Kai would not refuse the chance to get Renhuang level attack arts. Thus, of course, he would fight for the Thousand Word Proverb Stele.

As for the enmity between him and Ye Futian, that was secondary. It was not something that could be solved at the Peach Banquet.

As far as he was concerned right now, Ye Futian was nothing more than an opponent that he would defeat. He was just a stepping stone.

Nothing more.

Many ancient seals formed around Xing Kai, flying around in circles. A terrifying force stretched out from him.

Some of these seals were particularly strong, and they swallowed up all the fighting will in the area. They resonated with the Worldly Great Path, and the fighting will surged within them.

These ancient seals had been formed from his understanding of the Thousand Word Proverb Stele.

He was able to do the same thing that Ye Futian had been able to do before.

On the other side of the hall, brilliant light bloomed from Luo Yang. He seemed to be bathing in the divine fire of the sun. He looked like a sun god.

The terrible light of the sun shot out from him, hurting everyone's eyes and burning their very souls. It shot directly towards Ye Futian and Xia Qingyuan, attacking them without pity.

Xing Kai and Luo Yang were not like Pei Min. They did not care who had understood how much. All they cared about was victory.

However, they still limited the amount of power that they were wielding.

There was a terrible amount of pressure on Ye Futian and Xia Qingyuan. The light of brilliant ancient seals bloomed from them as well.

Ancient characters swirled in front of Ye Futian, directly opposing Xing Kai's.

Xia Qingyuan was wrapped in a bright curtain of sacred lotuses. Endless catastrophe sword seals formed, covering the sky. A gigantic lotus bloomed. It seemed to have an enchantment woven within it that Luo Yang's brilliant flames had no way to burn. They were stopped outside the lotus.

Xing Kai continued forward, and suddenly, the ancient seals shot directly ahead, as if they were war seals. They rushed towards Ye Futian.

Terrifying fist will was flowing through the ancient seals in front of Ye Futian. He stepped forward as well, and suddenly the ancient characters went flying, turning into overwhelming fists that slammed into the war seals.


An ear-splitting sound rang out as the seals slammed together in the air. But this was just the beginning. The seals around Xing Kai went flying and swept downward towards Ye Futian.

Ye Futian's silver hair was flying in the wind. The ancient characters turned into fists that lashed out. There was an explosive noise in the air that pierced everyone's ears. The fist wills slashed through the golden light.

The two powers slammed together in mid-air, creating a continuous roar. In a flash, a destructive air flow appeared in that space.

Xing Kai and Ye Futian clashed together powerfully, directly slamming the ancient character seals they had created into each other.

Their understanding of the Thousand Word Proverb seemed to be equal.

Seeing that all of his attacks had been blocked, Xing Kai waved his hand, and suddenly a huge seal that was filled with terrible fighting will appeared amidst all the other seals. At the same time, he brought many of the other seals forward. They flowed around him, putting pressure on Ye Futian and cutting through his fist wills. They continued forward, destroying everything.

Ye Futian looked up and saw a huge war seal forming. He could feel Xing Kai's will within it. He could feel the incomparably strong desire to fight.

It was said that the people of the Ancient Imperial City were of the bloodline of the vanished Emperor Zhan's Realm.

Xing Kai and Xing Chou were descendants of Emperor Zhan. This rumor was more than half true.

This kind of fighting will was incredibly strong and could destroy just about anything, even the very air itself. It rushed towards Ye Futian.

With a thought, 33 fist seals appeared among all the fist wills. They all looked like his actual fists. They lashed out, piercing through the air as they rushed towards the giant war seal.

The air trembled and groaned, and a clear snapping noise rang out. Cracks gradually appeared in the giant war seal as it slammed down, but the brilliant light shining from it smoothed them all out. Ye Futian was sent flying backward, but his fist seal continued forward and reached its destination.

In the end, the war seal was destroyed. The attack had been stopped.

"Ye Futian seems like he will cause Xing Kai some trouble. The seals that Xing Kai is forming out of his will are stronger than Ye Futian's, though, so he will probably lose eventually," someone whispered as he watched the scene unfold.

"If Ye Futian was a Saint of True Self, maybe we would get to see an even more exciting battle," answered the person beside him. They thought that Ye Futian would be crushed.

The winners of the two-on two-fight would be Xing Kai and Luo Yang.


In the other fight, divine fire seals appeared around Luo Yang, swallowing up the Flames of the Way in the area. Scalding hot lot bloomed from within them and shot towards Xia Qingyuan.

Woosh! The terrifying light of divine fire entered the flames and shot towards the lotus curtain. It gradually pierced through the curtain, burning it up bit by bit as it worked its way in.

And there was more than one beam of light.

The divine fire light that had formed around Luo Yang bloomed, and in a flash, a huge hole appeared in the lotus curtain.

"Luo Yang's Flames of the Way have such great destructive power. He is truly worthy of being called a Man of Fire," said an elder on Divine Mountain.

Xia Qingyuan would probably be humiliated at Luo Yang's hands.

Luo Yang had inherited his ancestors' talent and was naturally skilled at using the Flames of the Way. The Luo clan had placed all their hopes on him.

His Flames of the Way seemed to form a sword of fire that could not be blocked, and that could destroy anything.

Xia Qingyuan frowned as she saw her lotus curtain being pierced. The divine fire shot towards her. Catastrophe swords appeared around her, and they shot out where she pointed. They went out one after another in a straight line, piercing through the oncoming divine fire.

The devastating catastrophe swords seemed to be trying to pierce through the divine flames and destroy them. But the swords all seemed to melt under the flames. They became scalding hot in an instant.

Xia Qingyuan's expression changed a little. More catastrophe sword seals appeared and went flying, one after another. They grew stronger and stronger as they shot towards the divine flames.

Finally, the divine flames were split, but Xia Qingyuan discovered that once they were split, they became two divine flames that continued shooting forward. They were just like light: they could not be destroyed.

Thousands of catastrophe swords swirled around her, forming a storm of swords. The swirling swords looked like a giant lotus with countless petals opening up to block the oncoming flames.

She stepped forward, looking divine and mighty. The powerful swords covered her, and it seemed that she could launch a devastating attack at any point.

The divine flames seemed to be repelled as Xia Qingyuan moved forward. She floated in the air like a goddess, continuing forward until she reached the air above Luo Yang. Endless catastrophe swords stretched out through the sky. The destructive storm raged as the falling catastrophe swords seemed to split the sky.

But Luo Yang seemed not even to feel it. He just looked up calmly at Xia Qingyuan.

"Once you become a Saint of True Self, come find me, and we can fight again," he said. The flames surged around him, and suddenly a halo of fire appeared around him, wrapping around his body. It grew more and more fearsome.

The destructive power that burst out from it seemed like it could destroy anything.


Xia Qingyuan stepped forward, and the endless catastrophe swords streaked down towards Luo Yang.

The halo of fire around Luo Yang blazed, and an endless amount of divine fire shot out from it, forming a giant ring of flame that rushed up into the clouds.

When the terrifying catastrophe swords reached him, they were all swallowed up by the divine flames in what seemed like an instant.

It made for a beautiful sight!
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