The Legend of Futian

"Someone was here!"

Ye Futian looked at the few dead bodies strewn on the ground. They were bloody and indiscernible. It was hard to tell what was what. Other cultivators had come before and perished here.

This made Ye Futian even more vigilant. He saw terrifying demonic shadows converging, harboring horrific demonic will. Some demonic shadows rushed at the Light of Buddha and swooped down on Ye Futian.

Is this the chaotic will created by the fallen demons? Ye Futian wondered. As derived from Buddhism, his strength was so powerful that even the cultivators in the Second Tribulation Plane could not get close to him. All of these cultivators would be purified by the Light of Buddha, and that was the reason why all the demonic shadows that came for him retreated.

Any demonic will that was able to pounce on him suggested that the will of the devil emperor had already tainted it.

Ye Futian clasped his hands together, releasing the Light of Buddha to the extreme, purifying all the power of evil spirits in this world. Faintly, a will of the Great Emperor was shining upon him as he allowed those evil phantoms to come at him without backing away but continued pushing forward.

The demonic phantoms looked menacing as they opened their mouth and clawing at his body. Even the terrifying demonic will tried to invade Ye Futian's consciousness but was blocked outside.

Ye Futian watched numerous demons moving forward in this demonic cave, and the sight was incredibly creepy. However, he didn't show the slightest sign of fear. Under the Light of Buddha, the holy soil was right beneath his feet.

He saw many demonic soldiers on the ground, still in possession of their residual wills as a terrifying, bloody demonic light was released. Back then, many demonic cultivators were buried here.

Then, Ye Futian saw the treasure he was talking about. He could perceive it while he was outside, but he couldn't see it. It was not until he entered did he know what that treasure was.

A demonic blade was sticking out of the ground, surrounded by a frightening, bloody demonic light. Even more alarming was that the demonic blade was impaled on a skull. It was a giant skull that belonged to a Karura, whose body was even more massive behind the head; it was almost like a small mountain. However, its body was in a pile of bits and pieces. Still, a terrible aura pervaded.

But there was another equally shocking sight. Under the gigantic claws of the Karura, there was another skull that belonged to a demon. It was simply impossible to imagine how bloody and horrific the battle was. The two combatants had destroyed each other by ripping off their heads, and they both died in this place.

Even now, a terrible bloody demonic light circled the demonic blade, and the surrounding space was stained with blood, forming a great domain of its own.

Imperial arms! Ye Futian secretly marveled, and his heart palpitated. He saw that not far away from the demonic blade was a figure standing there quietly; it was the headless devil emperor. At this moment, Ye Futian realized that the skull may have belonged to the headless devil emperor.

Once upon a time, he was locked in combat with a Karura, and both battled to the death. They had each chopped off the other's head and perished here. After their deaths, the demonic way suppressed and restricted the Karura's will, but the devil emperor's own will did not completely disperse. It possibly became the source of that chaotic will. Therefore, his headless corpse was able to wander outside, even appear in the outside world, and kill any Karura around.

Even though he had perished for countless years, he still remembered who his mortal enemy was and used the same method to chop off the Karura's head.

Ye Futian was a little hesitant. That demonic blade was some demonic imperial arms. But could he take it?

Many cultivators died here, and he was not the first to come. Even if he could stop the corrosion of the demonic will, would the headless devil emperor try to kill him?

After all, that demonic blade was impaled on the head of a Karura.

Ye Futian continued to move forward and saw something extremely shocking ahead. In reality, he was still a distance away from it. He was walking very slowly and moving forward tentatively, approaching the area where the demonic blade was.

He discovered that there were several corpses at the place next to the demonic blade, where the demonic will was ravaging. It was as if they died while trying to reach the demonic blade.

Were they killed by the demonic blade or by the headless devil emperor?

Ye Futian glanced at the headless devil emperor and saw that he did not make any move, as if completely ignoring his existence. Even so, just by standing there, he exuded a strong threat so that Ye Futian dared not move recklessly.

More importantly, the demonic will here was getting more terrifying.

He was somewhat hesitant. He was not the first person to come here, but those who wanted to take the demonic blade forcibly had died. So far, no one was able to take it away. So, could he take the demonic blade with him?

It was an imperial arms comparable to the Sky Tremoring. If he could take it, no doubt, the strength of the Ziwei Imperial Palace would be significantly enhanced.

Ye Futian hesitated for another moment before determination took hold in his eyes. Tentatively, he walked a few steps further and saw the headless devil emperor still did not move. He guessed that those bodies might not have been killed by the headless devil emperor, after all. They might have encountered some fatal crisis while trying to take the demonic blade and were subsequently obliterated.

When he walked next to the demonic blade, Ye Futian was under terrifying pressure; it seemed as if the demonic will around him was about to swallow him up. However, he could not go back now since he had already made it this far. However, Ye Futian was mentally prepared to escape. If and when real danger arose, he would choose his own safety first.

Before he attempted the demonic blade, Ye Futian looked at the headless devil emperor again and saw that there was still no movement from him. Finally, he put his hand on the demonic blade, trying to pull it out.

However, at this instant, the bloody demonic light flowed along his arm and crawl into his body.

Boom! An incomparable force that seemed to be able to swallow everything swallowed his entire person. Or, in other words, swallowed his will.

He stood there holding the demonic blade but felt he had entered the world of the demonic blade. In this other world, he saw a terrifying battlefield, surrounded by countless great monsters in the sky. The great army of the House Karura obscured the sky and the sun as demonic cultivators came to attack. The battle had gone on for days, as the blood spilled had stained this world red.

Buzz! At this time, a horrific Karura rushed towards his will in a threatening manner that was beyond description. At this moment, the head of the Karura that had been chopped off by the demonic blade lit up with a ray of light.

"This is bad!"

Ye Futian was alarmed. He wanted to escape, but when he tried to move his mind, he found that his body was frozen in place. It was as if he was nailed to the ground. His entire will was shut off by the demonic blade, and his Buddha's Celerity was useless.

This demonic blade seemed to seal off a corner of the world, while it also sealed off the will of the Karura Demon Monarch. Countless demonic wills moved toward Ye Futian's will, wanting to swallow his will and merge with him. However, Ye Futian's will seemed to morph into a phantom of the Buddha, resisting the invasion of the demonic will.

Boom! The will of the Karura Demon Monarch swooped down, and Ye Futian felt as if his head was about to explode and that his will was on the verge of being smashed to pieces.

This was obviously something that Ye Futian did not expect. In addition to the demonic will, there was also the will of the Karura, which still existed in the world after all these years. Although it had long been corroded, it remained in its most violent and bloodthirsty form.

Vaguely, Ye Futian realized that this was probably how those demonic corpses on the outside were created—they had been corrupted by this incredibly chaotic will.

He perceived an unbridled and bloodthirsty Karura will—contemptuous, domineering, and invincible. It was the will of the Demon Monarch while he was alive.

There was not much for Ye Futian to consider; all he could do now was fight. He released the will of the Demon Peacock Emperor to try to counter the will of the Karura. However, after repeated attacks, he could no longer hold the will at bay; the will of the Karura was far too wild to be tamed.

Boom, boom, boom... Under these repeated blasts, Ye Futian felt as if his will was about to collapse and shatter. If so, he would, no doubt, perish here like the rest.

At this moment, Ye Futian moved his thoughts slightly to activate his spiritual soul. Wisps of the Great Path flowed into the demonic blade, attempting to use the demonic will inside the demonic blade to erase the Karura.

When this will poured madly into the demonic blade, the demonic blade lit up with an extremely brilliant demonic light, illuminating this corner of the sky. A horrible rumbling sound came out as blood-red lightning appeared all around it.

Inside the demonic blade, the bloodthirsty will of the Karura withdrew suddenly after having sensed this aura. The wild and unbridled will of the Karura Demon Monarch seemed to draw back in fear—even in awe—and did not dare to contend with it.

"What's going on?" Ye Futian felt a little frightened when he sensed this. The attack just now almost wiped him out. Yet, at this moment, that insane attack suddenly pulled back, and even the demonic will in the demonic blade had quieted. At this time, there was no other will that continued to attack him. This strange turn of events stunned Ye Futian.

What was happening?