The Legend of Futian

Chapter 2500: The Colorless Sea

The two of them were very far apart, but Saint Zhenchan’s divine consciousness had locked onto Ye Futian. However, when he attempted to press down with the might of the Way, Ye Futian disappeared instantly.

It was far too fast. Buddha’s Celerity was free to move around in an instant. Although Saint Zhenchan’s cultivation was higher than Ye Futian’s, he could not detain Ye Futian with the might of the Way.

“Can’t lock onto him.”

Saint Zhenchan traveled at a speed fast to the extreme. But every time he shortened the distance between them, Ye Futian would disappear so that he could not put a lock on him.

He was also a cultivator of Buddhism. Even though Ye Futian had cultivated Buddha’s Celerity, why was he so powerful?

His speed was unable to close the distance between them.

The two of them entangled in a mad chase, but no cultivators in Six Desires Heavens had discovered that two powerful figures were constantly moving.

Ye Futian looked indifferent at the moment, merely taking one step at a time in the void, completely unpredictable. Even though he was discovered by Saint Zhenchan, he didn’t seem to panic.

After surviving the divine tribulation last time, everyone in Six Desires Heaven thought he died under the divine tribulation and that his soul and spirit had been scattered into nothingness. In fact, the terrifying divine tribulation did cause terrible trauma to him, almost costing him his life. When he was pierced through by the tribulation, he disappeared using Buddha’s Celerity and ended up in a barren land in Six Desires Heaven. He passed out for a long time before gradually recovered.

That time was indeed very critical. He did not expect that the final blow of the divine tribulation would be so horrific, or he would not have so quickly taken on the divine tribulation as he did. If he did not have a superpower like Buddha’s Celerity, he would not have gotten away. It would be a total disaster if he were impacted by the divine tribulation and passed out where he was.

Many times he had been through the tribulation, he still underestimated the horror of it. However, after the baptism of the divine tribulation, he had now completed his transformation.

Because of this, Ye Futian did not leave Six Desires Heaven.

He would have already left if he wanted to go, and Saint Zhenchan would not see him.

The Light of Buddha that emitted from Saint Zhenchan, who was chasing Ye Futian, was frightening. With a turning of his thought, the divine might of the Great Path descended and blasted on the location where Ye Futian was, but Ye Futian had already disappeared. Saint Zhenchan had no way of knowing where Ye Futian would appear in the next moment.

He had tried many times to attack, but they were all useless. Buddha’s Celerity gave no reaction time, moving instantly in real-time. But Saint Zhenchan’s attack needed time to set up. Although it only took a moment for the might of Way to descend, that short moment was still no comparison to the speed of Buddha’s Celerity.

Needless to say, this enraged Saint Zhenchan greatly, but there was not much he could do except continue the chase.

The two passed through cities and crossed mountain ranges and layers upon layers of heavens, from Six Desires Heaven to Yemo Heaven and then on to Liberty Heaven.

But Saint Zhenchan was unable to catch him.

However, he did not give up, still watching Ye Futian intently. It was as if he had vowed not to give up until he had killed Ye Futian. Even if that meant chasing him outside of the Western World of Buddhism, he would persist.

Ye Futian was amazed that a figure at the level of Saint Zhenchan, could be so ruthless when he wanted to. Anyone else would have lost the patience long ago and gave up, but he was still hot on his trail.

But Ye Futian didn’t mind the continued pursuit and kept moving forward.

After having survived the divine tribulation, Ye Futian had no idea what realm he was in right now. He had clearly just broken through into the Ninth-Realm of Renhuang, but he had also survived the divine tribulation.

So, was he now in the Ninth-Realm of Renhuang or a cultivator who had survived Divine Tribulation of the Great Path?

Strictly speaking and on account of realm, he had just broken through the Ninth-Realm, so he should belong in the Ninth-Realm of Renhuang. But because he had experienced divine tribulation at this realm, his combat effectiveness would exceed that of the Renhuang in the Ninth-Realm.

Although he had just broken through the Ninth-Realm not long ago, Ye Futian was confident that he was invincible in the realm of Renhuang. He was confident that he could defeat top genius talents in all the worlds, even someone like Grandmaster Bitter Zen. After all, he survived the divine tribulation at the Ninth-Realm.

Unless he encountered someone as strange as himself.

But, perhaps the world did not have another person like this?

Of course, it may be that he hadn’t seen everything that there was to see. At present, it seemed that he had never heard of something like that.

The two continued to travel through the void without any intention of stopping. Ye Futian’s silver hair was flying in the wind, as carefree as the clouds and the breeze. They passed through a sea of clouds and entered another world. This caused Saint Zhenchan to show a look of concern.

Ye Futian continued fleeing and had reached the Colorless Heaven.

“How much longer can you run?” A voice came through the air and landed in Ye Futian’s ears. An ordinary voice could not possibly reach Ye Futian, as the speed they were moving at was faster than the speed of sound.

But Saint Zhenchan used his divine consciousness to carry the voice and directly transmit it into Ye Futian’s ears.

“Saint Zhenchan, you were severely wounded by me years ago, and now you can’t even catch up; you can’t do a thing to me. In a few years, how do you think it will all end?” Ye Futian responded, which only made Saint Zhenchan looked even colder. He said, “Do you think you can escape?”

His realm was far higher than that of Ye Futian. Even though Ye Futian relied on Buddha’s Celerity to maintain the same speed as him, he would inevitably encounter some accidents after a prolonged period of chasing. He didn’t think Ye Futian’s ability to deal with unforeseeable accidents would be better than him. If Ye Futian made a small mistake, he would die so horribly with no place to bury his carcass.

This time, he would not allow Ye Futian to escape.

The two of them flickered their way through the Colorless Heaven. In this world, few people traveled. It seemed as if there were very few cultivators here.

The Colorless Heaven possessed a special status in the Western World of Buddhism; it was one of the several highest heavens. The Western Heaven was the place where The Buddha cultivated and was considered a holy land. The Colorless Heaven was the cultivation heaven used by great Buddhas whenever they were proving the Way. Those Buddhist cultivators whose cultivation was not on par couldn’t get to the Colorless Heaven.

Therefore, there were not many people who cultivated in the Colorless Heaven.

But this was in no way hindering the two major cultivators who were engaged in hot pursuit. Ye Futian was moving in front, while Saint Zhenchan was chasing from behind. He dared not relax even just a little. As soon as his divine consciousness drifted off of Ye Futian, there might be a chance that he would be thrown off by Ye Futian.

This chase seemed to have no end.

Saint Zhenchan frowned at this moment. Colorless Heaven held a slightly special position in the World of Buddhism. Here, there was some hermit-type of great Buddhas. If they were disturbed and interfered with, it would potentially be a little troublesome. He did not expect Ye Futian to flee to this place.

At this time, both of them appeared above a boundless coast region. Above this coastal region, there was a sacred Light of Buddha. As this light sprinkled all over the surface of the sea, this coastal region appeared incredibly unusual.

Saint Zhenchan could clearly perceive the mysterious aura that existed in this coastal region, which was very ancient. The expression on his face changed slightly as if he knew where he was.

Ye Futian had actually taken him to the sacred place of Buddhism—the Colorless Sea.

“It’s your funeral.” Saint Zhenchan looked into the distance. In the far distance, Ye Futian was also in this Colorless Sea. He didn’t seem to have realized just where he was.

Was Ye Futian really unaware of the place?

While he was at Spirit Mountain, he spent many days in the library, reading and studying Buddhist scriptures and ancient volumes to understanding everything about Buddhism. How could he not know what place was the Colorless Sea?