The Legend of Futian

In the Old Heaven Court ruins, the cultivators from all the worlds were going inside to explore.

Many had discovered the relics of the Great Emperors and came here to comprehend and cultivate. Some people had only noticed the battle that involved Ye Futian, and they didn't pay much attention to it. After all, they were not here to watch him fight.

"Look there." Ye Futian's eyes moved all the way to the left to an area full of destroyed buildings. Over there was a terrifying divine flame that filled the sky, coloring the sky red. Even though it was so far away, the heat from it could be felt distinctively.

"It should be the cultivation court of a Great Emperor," said Taoist Monk Mu, who focused on the place, somewhat intrigued.

"The Old Heaven Court under the rule of the Deva must have many top cultivators, and there would also be some Great Emperors among them. It may be a place for the Great Emperors to cultivate," Ye Futian concurred.

"I'm going there to cultivate," Taoist Monk Mu said. Since he cultivates in the art of flames, this was perfect for him.

"The Ancient God Clans..." Before Ye Futian had a chance to finish speaking, he heard Taoist Monk Mu say, "It's fine since they didn't dare to mess with us in the previous battle. And did the Palace Lord forget about my special ability?"

Ye Futian nodded slightly because he did remember. Taoist Monk Mu was best at disguising; his ability to conceal was clever and masterful.

"Be careful," Ye Futian said.

"Palace Lord, rest assured, if I encounter any danger, I will extricate myself immediately," replied Taoist Monk Mu. He separated from the crowd and moved into the distance.

The rest of the cultivators continued with Ye Futian. This was a small world, and it was very expansive inside. Ye Futian moved straight ahead, aiming at that elusive Heavenly Palace. Before them, the cultivators of the imperial-level forces had already gone there, as did the cultivators of the Heaven Realm who was in control of the relics of the Old Heaven Court.

Over there was the core of the Old Heaven Court, and no one knew what was in it.

Buzz! Just as they were making haste, an incomparably divine light swept ahead of them, covering the boundless space. Ye Futian and the others looked ahead very carefully and saw that the divine light spilled down above the elusive Heavenly Palace and covered the entire world.

"The master of the Old Heaven Court."

Ye Futian looked there and saw a divine phantom appear between heaven and earth. An unparalleled divine glory was released from the divine phantom above, illuminating this corner of the world.

The divine phantom ought to be that of the master of the Old Heaven Court, the one who was once the head of the Eight Legions.

It seemed that Ji Wudao had indeed inherited the will of the Old Heaven Court. However, he was restricted when he was outside the gate of the Heaven Court, so he came inside here to draw upon the will from the emperor of the Old Heaven Court and was able to release an exceptional divine might.

What was more terrifying was that there were several rays of light that lit up under the divine phantom; each ray was extremely brilliant; it seemed as if each one represented an ancient deity.

"Over there..." Supreme Swordlord stared ahead. His heart palpitated. Aside from them, everyone else who entered the Old Heaven Court looked in front with great shock.

What were they seeing?

The magnificence of the gods?

When the relics of the gods appeared, countless cultivators had set foot onto this ancient continent. However, the scene in front of them was still the first time that anyone had seen anything like it, and it was simply too marvelous for words.

Even the cultivators of the imperial-level forces had never seen such an exceptional sight. They had never seen something even close to this in any of the other territories in the Eight Legions.

The gods had appeared together.

Finally, as Ye Futian and the others approached closer, they could see what was ahead.

There was another sky stairwell there, but it was more like a divine stairwell that led to the Heavenly Palace.

There were statues in different positions on this sky stairwell, and all these statues were perfectly preserved. At this time, several of the statues lit up with divine light, which contained the will of the Great Emperor.

"The gods from heaven!"

Below, many cultivators had arrived, including the cultivators of the imperial-level forces. They moved forward in the void, but their speed gradually slowed until they eventually stopped. All they did was stare at the shocking scene ahead of them.

Above the sky stairwell were the statues of the gods in heaven.

Those statues that lit up with the divine light and released the will of the Great Emperor were the ones that had resonated with the cultivators. They had been awakened.

"The gods under the throne of the Old Heaven Court Emperor!"

Ye Futian and the others arrived as well. Their pace slowed, and their eyes fixed on the shocking scene in front of them. All of them felt that strong impact by what they had seen.

No one could know or verify how powerful the Heavenly Emperor of the Old Heaven Court was. However, as the first man of the Eight Legions, the Heavenly Emperor might very well be the first person under the Heavenly Path.

How powerful would such an existence be?

Under his command, there were many heavenly deities.

More importantly, the characteristics of these gods seemed to be particularly obvious. There were the god of the sun, the god of the moon, the god of thunder, the god of rain... These gods all served under the throne of the Heavenly Emperor, and they were the gods in charge of the world.

Usually, they would not have been here, but in the other realms with their own cultivators. Unless the Heavenly Emperor summoned them, they would not show up at the Heaven Court.

How terrifying was the battle of the gods in the days of yore?

The Heavenly Emperor had summoned the gods here to join him in war.

However, judging from the situation, this was not the battlefield. Although there were some invaders, the place was not completely destroyed. The Heavenly Emperor should have led all the gods for the attack, but they had left a trace of their will here.

Perhaps they had already realized that this might be a war of apocalyptic scale.

The Heaven Realm of the later generations seems to be in harmony with the Old Heaven Court in ancient times. Why is this so, and how are the two connected?" Ye Futian wondered. Could it be that the Heavenly Emperor did not completely perish in the battle of yesteryear?

But he continued to exist in another form and was revived in later generations. Had he created the Heaven Realm?

And the nine Star Lords of today in the Heaven Realm seemed to echo the gods of the Old Heaven Court.

Could it be that they were really of the same heritage?

There were also the Dark Court and the Asura, which were said to have some connection with each other as well.

Because of this, the cultivators in the Heaven Realm worked so well with the power inherited from the Old Heaven Court.

At this moment, Ji Wudao was standing on the sky stairwell. Behind him, the divine phantom of the Heavenly Emperor stood between heaven and earth so that Ji Wudao appeared like a son of heaven.

It seemed that Ji Wudao had indeed inherited the will of the Heavenly Emperor, or else he would be unable to leverage the power here when he was outside of the Old Heaven Court.

Now that they were here, this power was getting stronger.

Furthermore, he was not the only one here. There were also other top figures in the Heaven Realm, and several of them were able to communicate with the gods' will.

Donghuang Diyuan and the others stood in different positions below, letting out a terrifying aura. Some of them had imperial arms in hand that emitted divine might while moving in the direction of the sky stairwell.

The gods' inheritance!

"As I said, Old Heaven Court belongs to the Heaven Realm. Before, I was being generous. If you continue to act so aggressively, don't blame me for being ruthless," Ji Wudao said, and his words caught Ye Futian's attention.

Was Ji Wudao being generous before?

And it wasn't because he didn't dare slaughter the lot of them?

In any case, the Heaven Realm was small in size. Even if all the Great Emperors had reached an agreement not to intervene in the affairs that occurred at this place, Ji Wudao would not dare to kill the top figures of those imperial-level forces or even their heirs.

Not just him, but those imperial-level forces would also restrain themselves in their confrontations with one another.

"I'm afraid the Heaven Realm can't claim the inheritance of the gods in the Old Heaven Court as their own," said Dugu Wuxie as he was holding the imperial arms and looked up at the figure high above the sky.

Likewise, Ji Wudao looked down at Dugu Wuxie, who was below and said, "There are Eight Legions under the Heavenly Path, and the Heavenly Realm controls but one of them, and each of you also controls a place of your own, even the Ziwei Segmentum controls the relics of the Mahoraga. Inside those relics, there are also many inheritances of Great Emperors; why don't you guys go rob them instead?"

In the distance, Ye Futian frowned when he heard this. He raised his head to glance at Ji Wudao. He saw that the other man's gaze also passed over him. Was this a deliberate attempt to use him as a distraction?

However, all the cultivators were here for the sake of the Old Heaven Court, and no matter how much Ji Wudao wanted to distract them, it was probably unlikely.

These principalities would not let this go quickly, especially now that they had seen the statues of the gods.. They would not give up the Heaven Court. Of course, this was if Ji Wudao could suppress everyone!