The Legend of Futian

Chapter 2084: Total Annihilation

In the world of cultivation, there were no clear distinctions for mighty figures. People of different levels of cultivation had different definitions about who could be considered mighty figures. However, in the Divine Prefecture, it was widely considered that Renhuangs above the seventh-tier were mighty existences.

Eighth-tier and ninth-tier Renhuangs were naturally considered mighty figures. Ye Futian was currently a fifth-tier Renhuang, yet he killed a ninth-tier Renhuang with just a single spear strike. Then, could Ye Futian be considered a mighty figure?

For many people, a fifth-tier mighty figure was an inconceivable notion.

Right now, Ye Futian just stood there. The shadow of the Peacock Demon God stood behind him. Enchanting divine light enveloped his figure as though he was a descendant of the Demon God.

He gazed ahead, and his gaze pierced the space, landing on the silhouette in the chariot far off in the distance. He was looking at the prince of Great Yan Ancient Royal Family, Yan Zhu.

Great Yan Ancient Royal Family and Ling Xiao Palace wanted to have an alliance marriage. They even caused such a commotion over it in the Donghua Domain. If that were what they wanted, Ye Futian would grant them their wish. This alliance marriage would indeed shake the Donghua Domain. However, it would do so in a different manner.

Yan Zhu noticed Ye Futian’s gaze. Yan Zhu had been looking over the battlefield all this while. He had witnessed everything. Since he was born, the black-robed elder, who had followed him for many years and had taken care of him, had been killed by Ye Futian with a single spear strike. Yan Zhu was overwhelmed with emotions.

Was there hate? Of course.

However, the relationship between the Yan Kingdom and Ye Futian had no chance of reconciliation. Even though he was not familiar with Ye Futian and bore him no ill will, Yan Zhu had to acknowledge everything the Yan Kingdom did. Yan Zhu was a prince of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family and represented the Yan Kingdom in the marriage with Lingxiao Palace.

Who else could he blame?

It could only be said that the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family did not deal with things cleanly. They had offended Ye Futian, and yet they did not clean up after themselves, allowing the other party to retaliate.

Now, who could still stand against Ye Futian? A ninth-tier cultivator was killed with a single strike of the spear.

After a few years, Ye Futian was much more frightening than he was when he became famous overnight during the Donghua Banquet. Today would be a catastrophe for Yan Zhu and Great Yan Ancient Royal Family.

Far off in another direction, the members of the top forces of the Tianchi Continent had somewhat stunned expressions. Their hearts were filled with astonishment. They were initially hesitating over whether they should attack. From the looks of it now, they had thought too much. Even if they lent their aid to the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family, could they stop Ye Futian?

They might perish on the spot.

The Great Yan Ancient Royal Family cultivators, who were still battling in different locations, finally felt an intense sense of danger and terror. They certainly had not imagined that this group of people would actually pose a threat to their lives. The wedding procession of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family was intercepted along the way to the wedding.

Ye Futian wielded his spear and stepped forward, walking towards Yan Zhu. Dragons roared, and several Renhuangs sent out attacks towards Ye Futian. However, the dazzling Peacock Demon God spread its wings and released unparalleled divine light. Everywhere the light touched, the attacks of the Great Path disintegrated.

Ye Futian advanced. His long spear was like a dragon as it pierced out across the space. Just now, countless images of the spear appeared with a single pierce and charged out in different directions.

Bang.Bang. Bang. Silhouettes immediately turned to dust and exploded. The space shook violently. Everywhere the spear passed, no one was left alive. Be it Renhuang or Demon Emperor, all perished before the spear.

Even a ninth-tier cultivator was killed with a single strike, let alone others beneath him. They couldn’t be able to withstand a strike from the spear.

No one blocked Ye Futian’s way as he crossed the space with a single step. He came to the space above the chariot and looked down at the second prince of Great Yan Ancient Royal Family, Yan Zhu.

Yan Zhu also looked up at Ye Futian. He felt a sense of melancholy. As a prince of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family, he actually had no means of retaliating right now. It seemed as though the only path that laid before him was death.

He watched as Ye Futian raised the spear in his hand and then stabbed it out. Yan Zhu released the terrifying pressure of the Great Path. Cries of dragons filled the skies. Right before he died, he unleashed his most powerful attack. However, it wasn’t very sensible. Before the spear, his attack was as insignificant as paper. The long spear penetrated through it and stabbed through his head. Ye Futian did not say anything meaningless, killing him instantly with a single strike.

Yan Zhu felt a pang of pain. His facial expression gradually twisted. The next moment, his figure turned to dust and disappeared into nothingness. He had perished.

Behind him, there was still the army of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family. They had personally witnessed Ye Futian stab a spear through Yan Zhu’s head. They watched as Yan Zhu was pierced through in the air. They were giant level forces from the Divine Prefecture who were heading over for a wedding in Lingxiao Palace. However, they had been intercepted along the way and had actually lost miserably.

Prince Yan Zhu was killed on the spot. The protagonist for the alliance marriage between the two forces had perished.

At that moment, Ye Futian raised his head and looked at them. He cast a glance at them, and countless beams of divine light shot out from the wings of the peacock. There were endless puffing sounds as the Renhuangs could not withstand the might of the divine light at all. They offered no resistance as they were killed. They did not even have the chance to retaliate before perishing.

“Run!” someone shouted. The various cultivators immediately retreated. They could not be concerned with what happened here; those who remained would all die.

Yet, when the divine light swept out, no one could escape. Silhouettes disappeared one after another, turning to dust.

Ye Futian turned around and headed over to other battlefields, immediately joining them. In the sky above, the sound of astonishing collisions could be heard.

This large-scale battle did not last long. Very soon, it ended.

After five minutes, no one was left on the battlefield. Ye Futian’s group had left. None of them had perished, and only a few were injured.

Whereas for Great Yan Ancient Royal Family… countless gazes peered across the battlefield. No one was left. The wedding entourage of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family had been annihilated. All of them had been killed.

True figures at the peak could slaughter a city single-handedly.

Today, the fifth-tier Renhuang Ye Futian enlightened them on how one person could sweep away an entire army of Renhuangs.

In a grandiose manner, the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family traversed countless continents as they headed towards the Donghua Heavens for the wedding. This shook the Donghua Domain. However, it had ended in such a fashion. Even in their dreams, the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family probably had not imagined this.

How would the other cultivators of the Great Yan Ancient Royal Family feel when they heard the news?

This alliance marriage had ended prematurely.

“Times have changed,” lamented the members of the top forces of the Tianchi Continent, who were overwhelmed with emotion. It was as though everything had been a dream. Knowing that the other party would pass by, they had come from far and wide to welcome them. However, they witnessed Ye Futian’s group annihilating the wedding procession that consisted of an army of Renhuangs.

Someone said in a low voice, “Indeed. He is merely a fifth-tier Renhuang. Before this, I felt that the rumors were exaggerated. Now that I have seen it firsthand, not only are the rumors not exaggerated, but they also failed to truly capture Ye Futian’s might. He is definitely another Ning Hua. If he does not die, it will be hard to tell who will be the top figure in the Donghua Domain in the future.”

The rising generation was to be reckoned with!

If Ye Futian reached the peak of the Renhuang Plane, how powerful would his combat ability be? They could not imagine it!