The Legend of Futian

Chapter 2029: Battle of Humiliation

Many people looked down at the Law Battle Platform where Ye Futian and the others were. They heard the sound of a dragon singing.

Song of the Yan Dragon, Ye Futian thought to himself. It was a secret skill of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family. Ye Futian assumed that Yan Qingfeng might have cultivated with the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family before since he knew how to release it. If that was the case, Yan Qingfeng might be targeting them this time.

An icy storm formed around Leng Qinghan’s body. The knife was like the cold moon, and its silver gleam sent a chill down every audience’s spine. However, a real dragon manifested itself above Yan Qingfeng’s body and soared through the sky. Countless Dragon Blades fell with great momentum. Yan Qingfeng himself also charged forward and pressed on Leng Qinghan.

The battle broke out in an instant and shook the entire Law Battle Area. The knives gleamed brilliantly and split up space. To everyone’s surprise, Leng Qinghan launched the counter-attack like a whirlwind.

“He is a disciple of Donghua Academy indeed. Although Leng Qinghan’s blade technique originally comes from the Leng Family, it has transformed into something much more powerful,” a cultivator from the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family said. Yan Hanxing looked at Zong Chan and the others and said, “Leng Kuangsheng also cultivated at Wangshen Watchtower before. Do you think Leng Qinghan can defeat Yan Qingfeng, who is also from an aristocratic family in the Donghua Heavens?”

“Crown Prince Yan, you also acknowledge that the Leng family shares a past with our Wangshen Watchtower. Of course, we believe Leng Qinghan will win this time,” Li Changsheng replied with a smile. “Unless, of course, people from the Great Yan don’t think Yan Qingfeng can gain the upper hand?”

Yan Hanxing smiled and said, “Of course not. I have faith in Yan Qingfeng. Why don’t we make a bet since we disagree?”

“What kind of bet?” Li Changsheng asked.

“If Leng Qinghan loses, Wangshen Watchtower will keep your hands off of the Eastern Deity Island and hand this man over to the Great Yan if he lost,” Yan Hanxing looked at Ye Futian and said with a smile.

Squinting, Li Changsheng glanced at Yan Hanxing and said in a mocking tone, “Sorry, but the Great Yan doesn’t have anything equal to offer.”

Yan Hanxing’s piercing gaze focused on Li Changsheng. Li Changsheng was ridiculing the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family for not having anyone comparable to Ye Futian. Yan Dongyang, a member of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family, had been vanquished before, while Ye Futian astonished everyone at Donghua Academy. Which Renhuang from the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family could hold a candle to Ye Futian?

The Great Yan Ancient Royal Family didn’t have anyone in the same class as Ye Futian to make this bet.

People watched Yan Hanxing and Li Changsheng with great interest. The battle on the Law Battle Platform was directly related to the two forces. Who would have thought that the Crown Prince of the Great Yan would be tongue-tied?

Nowadays, it was almost impossible for the Great Yan to find someone as good as the Sword Emperor Liunian.

“Yan Qingfeng also cultivated with the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family, right? But it seems that he is losing ground already,” Li Changsheng glanced at the platform and said. Leng Qinghan cultivated multiple types of power of the Great Path. By combining them brilliantly and utilizing her blade technique, she had the upper hand over Yan Qingfeng.

“Is that so?” Yan Hanxing replied blankly.

At this point, the situation on the platform changed abruptly. Yan Qingfeng seemed to have used some secret arts and covered his entire body with an armor made of dragon scales, which grabbed Leng Qinghan’s knife. Then, his hand turned into a sharp claw and pierced through Leng Qinghan’s body.

A dazzling streak of light flashed across the sky. The dragon scale armor covering Yan Qingfeng was torn apart, and a bright red weal sprang upon it. But Leng Qinghan was also severely injured. She was flung away with a deep gash on her body. The blood stained her clothes.

The audience quieted down immediately. Everyone was surprised to see that the first battle was so fierce.

Normally, the first sparring session at a grand gathering where all the top cultivators in the Donghua Domain came together was supposed to be courteous and friendly.

The key figures in the Donghua Palace also glanced at the platform but didn’t say anything. Chief Ning already stated that he would not get involved.

“He is quite good for being able to defeat a disciple of the Academy. Let’s not argue further since he is trained by the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family,” Chief Ning commented. Leng Qinghan covered her wound and left the platform. She kept her head down after retreating.

The first fight embarrassed Donghua Academy a little. The cultivator from Donghua Academy was defeated by a Renhuang from the Great Yan.

“Are you hurt badly?” Leng Kuangsheng asked Leng Qinghan. She shook her head. Ye Futian took out a small porcelain bottle, handed it to her, said, “Here are some elixirs. Take them.”

“Thank you,” Leng Qinghan nodded. She returned to the Academy’s side, drank the elixirs, and sat down to regulate her breath and mend her body.

People from Donghua Academy were quite upset. They glared at the cultivators from the Great Yan.

At this point, Yan Qingfeng also walked off the platform as if he didn’t fight to prove a point or endorse a particular group.

Some other Renhuangs stood up and planned to head to the Law Battle Area.

But a figure flashed past them. A person with silver hair stood quietly in front of a door outside of the Law Battle Platform. Then, he stepped forward and walked in.

“This…” Many people looked at him with astonishment.

Even the top cultivators sitting in the Donghua Palace were stunned by the silver-haired man walking onto the battle platform.

It was Ye Futian.

Ye Futian only needed to sit tight and wait for someone to challenge him. After all, he was well-known for his ability already and had Wangshen Watchtower to back him up. Chief Ning initially thought that some interested cultivators from the top forces might spar with Ye Futian after other Law Battles were over.

However, Ye Futian walked out on his own to join the second fight.

What did he want to do?

Ye Futian came to the Law Battle Platform silently, his body floating in the air. Under countless people’s watch, he gazed at the cultivators from the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family who were sitting outside of the Donghua Palace and said, “I sparred with the Crown Prince Yan Dongyang before but didn’t fully enjoy myself. Therefore, I’d like to invite Crown Prince Yan to another match to see if we have made any progress. Please.”

“…” Everyone was staring at Ye Futian. The cultivators from the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family narrowed their eyes, and Yan Dongyang’s face was frozen.

Ye Futian already defeated him at Wangshen Watchtower, so another fight was completely meaningless and unnecessary unless he took the initiative to challenge Ye Futian.

If that was the case, why did Ye Futian do this?

Everyone could tell that Ye Futian wanted to crush Yan Dongyang again…

He wanted to bring Yan Dongyang to his knees in front of everyone in the Donghua Domain. How audacious!

Yan Dongyang’s expression was grim. The cultivators from the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family, who were rejoicing over Yan Qingfeng’s victory over Leng Qinghan, also stopped smiling.

Ye Futian was deliberately provoking the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family.

He was retaliating for Leng Qinghan’s loss just now.

The cultivators from the Leng family were moved by Ye Futian’s action. Leng Yan and Leng Xi watched him, their blood boiling. They were both raving mad just now, and they were eager to see the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family being humiliated.

“How interesting,” the Thunder Punishing Skylord snickered. It was said that revenge was a dish best served cold. But it seemed that Ye Futian didn’t bother to wait.

Yan Dongyang had no choice but to accept Ye Futian’s challenge. After all, Yan Dongyang had no excuse to refuse, as Ye Futian was at a lower level than him.

Could he concede?

The Great Yan Ancient Royal Family would be humiliated. Everyone saw what happened just now.

He had no way out.

Yan Dongyang was forced to walk to the Law Battle Area. He glared at Ye Futian with sheer malice. Without speaking, he unleashed tremendous might from his body. Along with the sound of the dragon singing, several terrifying dragons appeared in the sky above.

The Law Battle Area was dazzling and magnificent at that moment. Many people only realized then that Yan Dongyang, the Crown Prince of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family, was also an extraordinary cultivator with a perfect Divine Wheel. They forgot about how powerful he was in the presence of his silver-haired opponent.

Divine light shone brilliantly on the Law Battle Platform. Under everyone’s watch, the Law Battle Area was transformed into a starry dimension where millions of stars circling. Then, it was into a frightening Great Path domain.

The song of the dragon was still echoing through the area. But countless Starry Steles rose from the stars, emitted bright Buddhist light, and unleashed the power of the Sonic Wave. It was the Vajra Demon-slaying Rhythm. The two types of the power of the Sonic Wave collided with each other and rippled across the Great Path.

“What a formidable Great Path domain.” Everyone’s eyes were fixed on them. Kong Xiao from Donghua Academy had a stern face. It was how he had lost before.

The Great Path domain expanded with significant momentum and engulfed the Law Battle Area. It repelled the golden dragons and took control of the area.

“It seems that the Millet Emperor has secretly recruited him as a disciple, after all,” Emperor Yan said coldly. Ye Futian’s Great Path domain obviously evolved from the Gate to World Suppression.

“Of course, I’m glad to meet such an exceptional young man. I taught him what I know. But why do I have to recruit him as my disciple?” the Millet Emperor replied.

Emperor Yan uttered a snort. Countless Divine Monuments fell from the sky as if the starry dimension was crumbling. Ye Futian pushed a hand forward and shattered everything into pieces.

“So powerful.” The audience was astounded by the scene. Ye Futian’s strike dashed against the sky. Yan Dongyang tried his best to defend himself, but his Great Path disintegrated, and he couldn’t withstand the attack at all.

Bang! With a loud noise, the Palm of the Great Path came down from the sky and hit Yan Dongyang’s body. Yan Dongyang fell on the Law Battle Platform, throwing up blood. He was barely breathing.

One strike!

The crowd was staggered. A cultivator as powerful as Yan Dongyang couldn’t withstand one strike from Ye Futian. Ye Futian exerted his full strength to deliberately humiliate Yan Dongyang.

Enraged, the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family cultivators stared at Ye Futian, who was standing on the Law Battle Platform. He had pushed them too far!