The Legend of Futian

Ye Futian and the others were right under the demonic shadow, and they dared not breathe too hard.

A devil emperor!

This demonic shadow must be that of a devil emperor.

However, there was no head, as it had been sheared off.

However, even without his head, he still seemed to have his own will and had smashed the Karura with a single blow. It was as if he still recognized who his mortal enemy was after all those years.

A horrific coercion shrouded this space, and a dead silence pervaded. Just one of the hands from this demonic shadow was enough to wipe out all of them easily.

At this time, the demonic shadow moved, turning slowly to face them. Even without a head, they still felt like he was staring at them. Immediately, everyone felt suffocated. It was as if their breathing was about to stop, and they dared not move an inch.

Traces of horrific demonic might lingered, passing over them. Ye Futian's heart was beating wildly; he hoped they wouldn't be so unlucky.

At this moment, the demonic shadow turned around and proceeded to leave this place. Ye Futian and the others still did not make a move; not until the demonic shadow had gone far enough away from them did they let out a sigh of relief.

"It's an imperial corpse, one that can move," Lord Chen whispered. None of them would have survived the demonic shadow decided to move against them.

"We have to be more careful. The center of the House Karura will probably be more dangerous," Ye Futian reminded everyone as they nodded their heads. They could fight against the cultivators from the outside world, but facing this kind of ancient demon god, they wouldn't even know how they died.

He thought of the great hand that reached out from the abyss before and wondered if a great emperor was also lying beneath them.

Ye Futian regarded this city of ruin with awe and respect.

"He avoided us and didn't engage us, but he unleashed a fatal strike against that Karura." Chen Yi continued, "Is this a conscious act or just mere instinct?"

Everyone else was in deep thoughts about this question as well. The great emperor had his own independent sensibility. Or was his slaying of his mortal enemy—the Karura—a reflex?

"Even if there is some kind of consciousness, it must be vague and chaotic. It is possible that it is the same as those demonic beasts we have encountered in this world. They have probably forgotten who they were and only remember that their mortal enemy is the Karura." Ye Futian continued, "Otherwise, if there is still a discernible consciousness, then with the means available to the great emperors, he would have been able to return in his completed form rather than just a headless corpse."

Everyone nodded, agreeing with Ye Futian's assessment. Great emperors were immortal existences; their life spans were as eternal as heaven and earth. Even if his head was chopped off, he could still respawn and regenerate; but that devil emperor did not have a head. It was just a headless corpse.

"If it's just instinct, then his instinct is to kill the Karura. Since he didn't try to engage us before, he shouldn't do that now either," Lord Chen analyzed. "Where did he go now?"

Ye Futian looked at Lord Chen and knew what he meant by that. He wanted to follow and see what was going on.

"Everyone follow me and watch yourselves," said Ye Futian. He then led the people forward. When they first got here, they were way more cautious now than before. What had happened just now had a significant impact on them.

Walking in this ancient and desolate royal city of the House Karura, they had seen other cultivators on their way, whose cultivation was very strong indeed. Those who could stay alive and get here were either cultivators in the Tribulation Plane, or they had come along with clans or sects.

"The atmosphere ahead is even more terrifying," Ye Futian whispered. Everyone nodded because they had felt it too.

The ground ahead was of the color of blood. It looked as if it had been soaked in fresh blood. An oppressive and terrifying aura appeared in this area, which was also where the headless demonic corpse had returned.

There were many corpses and skeletons on the ground, including those of cultivators and giant monsters. There were even many bones from the Karura, which were gigantic.

"This is the main battleground."

Everyone secretly marveled when they saw what was before them. There was a wild atmosphere everywhere, and this wild atmosphere invaded in their direction, turning into rays of bloody light, wanting to penetrate their will.

"Watch out!" Ye Futian said to them. "Those demonic things before may have been corrupted by the chaotic will here. Don't be affected by it."

He deliberately allowed some wisps of this aura to invade his own will. Sure enough, the invading will was full of violence and bloodthirsty intentions, wanting to influence him, even occupying his consciousness. Those whose cultivation was weaker and weak-willed would be easily affected if they were not careful.

Moreover, this invading will was invisible. There was no way to evade it except to guard their spirits with tremendous vigilance.

The Light of Buddha was shining, as sounds of Buddha lingered between heaven and earth, penetrating everyone's ears. The Light of Buddha dazzled upon Hua Qingqing, yielding an extremely sacredness. Like a Buddha lamp illuminating this area, it was protecting everyone within its bounds. Those invading will that entered this domain were eaten up slowly until the Buddha light until it completely dissipated and disappeared.

The techniques of Buddhism were meant to restrain the power of demons and evil spirits. In this space, the techniques of Buddhism would be far more effective.

"What is this place?" Ye Futian looked in one direction and saw that it was completely corrupted by the aura of the demonic path. The earth there was a color of blood, and it was a domain of dead silence. In that domain, there were many horrific auras. It seemed as if the ghosts of demonic cultivators were drifting about.

A terrifying suffocation permeated the entire domain. Many cultivators who arrived took a detour and did not dare to approach.

"He is inside." Lord Chen saw a figure inside, and it was the headless devil emperor. He was in there, and it seemed as if he was bound to this demonic domain. But just now, he was able to get out.

"There are treasures inside," Ye Futian stared yonder and commented.

His perception was powerful, so he could detect that there were imperial-level treasures inside. That entire domain may be the demonic domain formed by the demise of some great emperor.

"It's too dangerous." Lord Chen said, "Forget it, we don't need this opportunity that badly."

Ye Futian glanced into the distance. It was true that he didn't need it, but someone else needed it.

This was where the demonic clan battled the Karura, and a lot of top figures from the demonic world probably arrived, but they were not in the same area as them.

The demonic clan would probably reap many gains.

However, his older senior brother's cultivation had remained at a bottleneck.

Ye Futian's adoptive father had taught his older senior brother the demonic blade and asked him to cultivate demonic techniques. This cultivation alone took many years. It was not until later that he realized that his older senior brother had suffered a lot to develop this demonic method. Indeed, he had paid a heavy price for it.

But his older senior brother later encountered a bottleneck in his cultivation; even with the aid of the elixirs, he was unable to break the shackles.

Now, Gu Dongliu, their third senior brother, had progressed considerably in his cultivation. The older senior brother couldn't be lagging too far behind. He needed to catch up.

Therefore, when Ye Futian saw the territory of this devil emperor, he thought of helping his older senior brother obtain this opportunity.

"This headless devil emperor should not be malicious. Otherwise, we would not have survived. I will go in and take a look, and you guys wait for me here," Ye Futian said to everyone. It looked like that he wanted to take the risk again.

Hua Jieyu touched his hand and said, "I'll go with you."

Ye Futian shook his head. "Don't worry. If there is danger, I will use Buddha's Celerity to get away immediately."

He had weighed the pros and cons. For himself, he thought he should be relatively safe. The only variable would be the headless imperial corpse. But even if that headless imperial corpse had bad intentions, he could rely on Buddha's Celerity, and it would be possible for him to escape. After all, it was not a real great emperor, just a divine body.

"Mmm," Hua Jieyu could only nod in agreement.

"I'm going in first," Ye Futian said before entering into that domain. In an instant, traces of frightening demonic will surrounded him. It was as if he had completely immersed himself inside the domain world of the demonic gods, which was separated from the outside world.

This was the demonic cave—the real world of demons.

In the surrounding area, demonic shadows manifested, their eyes fixed on Ye Futian, with the cold spirits of blood thirst. It seemed that these demonic shadows were not solid forms but were transformed by will alone.

The Light of Buddha bloomed upon Ye Futian with radiant brilliance. Suddenly, under the illumination from the Light of Buddha, many demonic shadows withdrew.. It was as if they were afraid of the power of Buddhism.