The Legend of Futian

Ji Wudao looked at Yu Sheng. He sensed a dangerous aura emanating from Yu Sheng's body.

Ji Wudao inherited the teachings of the Heavenly Emperor. From the looks of it, Yu Sheng had also inherited the teachings of the Demonic Lord.

Yu Sheng glanced at Ye Futian and nodded slightly. The latter immediately understood the meaning behind his gesture and revealed a smile.

The two of them had been brothers for years. Even though Yu Sheng did not say it out loud, Ye Futian knew what he was trying to convey. Ye Futian looked at Yu Sheng because he was curious whether the latter had seized control of the will of the Demonic Lord. Yu Sheng nodded in response, indicating that he had succeeded in doing so.

With this achievement, Yu Sheng would most likely not face any more opposition in commanding Devil Imperial Palace and even the entire Devil World.

The members of the Devil World advocated strength and prioritized one's cultivation over their lineage. With the teachings of the Demonic Lord and the support from the Devil Emperor, who would dare defy Yu Sheng?

In terms of his status in Devil Imperial Palace, Yu Sheng would be second only to the Devil Emperor. Even though his ability might not be on par with the Devil Emperor yet, he would catch up to him sooner or later.

From now on, Yu Sheng's status as the heir of the Devil Emperor was set in stone. There would no longer be any changes to it.

Ye Futian firmly believed that Yu Sheng, who had inherited the will of the Demonic Lord, would become an admirable Devil Emperor in the future.

"Everyone, are you still reluctant to leave?" Right at this moment, a voice sounded. Everyone shifted their gazes away from Yu Sheng and looked at the person who had spoken. He was none other than Ji Wudao, who stood at the sky stairwell.

The cultivators did not respond to his question; instead, they unleashed even stronger auras. One by one, the top cultivators took to the sky with imperial arms in their hands. They intended to go to war with Ji Wudao directly.

They were determined to snatch the teachings of the Old Heaven Court.

The current Heaven Realm was not qualified to make them retreat.

Seeing the crowd's reaction, Ji Wudao understood that it was meaningless to say more. Unparalleled divine light shone, and the Heavenly Emperor's figure unleashed peerless divine might. At the same time, the divine light from the golems of Tianshen grew even brighter as their might covered the space.

Ji Wudao raised both his hands, and a divine sword appeared in them. It was the Sword of the Heavenly Emperor.

This sword was destined to rule over the fates of all living things. Everything in the world would succumb to it. Terrifying divine halos directly shot up into the clouds and pierced the heavens. The sword's shadow blocked out the sky and covered this part of the world.

All of the cultivators had serious expressions. Even the near-deity cultivators were extremely stern. They unleashed the power of the Great Path to the utmost limit. The imperial arms in their hands emitted divine halos that shone for miles as they prepared to withstand the attack from Ji Wudao's Sword of the Heavenly Emperor.

Just then, the terrifying demonic cloud churned and roared. Silhouettes of demons seemed to appear in the space. Demonic generals stood guard all around them. From Yu Sheng's figure, an unparalleled aura emanated. It was the will of the Demonic Lord.

Right now, it was as though he had become the Demonic Lord and was domineering. Behind him, a gigantic silhouette of a demon appeared. It was the phantasm formed from the will of the Demonic Lord. It gazed down at the world and looked straight at the Heavenly Emperor.

Demonic might burst forth from the figures of the cultivators of Devil Imperial Palace. All of it surged towards Yu Sheng. The demonic might on their bodies filled the skies as they merged with the phantasm of the demons, resonating with it as well as Yu Sheng's figure.

Divine phenomena appeared in the sky. Tens of thousands of demonic phantasms appeared amongst the phenomena. The demons in the space all rallied to Yu Sheng's call, and their demonic will was his to use.

This scene was astonishing. Cultivators as powerful as Yan Guiyi were now lending their demonic might to Yu Sheng. At this moment, Yu Sheng's figure was merged with the phantasm of the Demonic Lord. It was as though the latter was reborn into the world while all living beings prostrated before him.

"This is..."

The scene was too shocking as the heavens and the earth were thrown into chaos. The awe-inspiring bizarre phenomena caused the hearts of the crowd to tremble violently.

Rumor has it that the Demonic Lord unified the demons during ancient times. Demons from all around the world pledged allegiance to him. He had unparalleled demonic might that allowed him to command all of them. Some top figures wondered: was the scene they were experiencing now a demonstration of the Demonic Lord's extraordinary might?

The two powers clashed head-on. They were actually on par with each other. Both forces were extremely menacing.

The heir of the Heavenly Emperor and the heir of the Demonic Lord were in confrontation.

Countless people focused their attention on the two of them. At the moment, it was as clear as day to everyone that Yu Sheng had inherited the will of the Demonic Lord. Otherwise, it would have been impossible for him to possess such power.

In the heavens above, clouds of catastrophe churned. The clouds were charged up with an overbearing, destructive demonic will. The will was akin to the divine power of calamity. It was also similar to the power of the Devil Abyss. This horrifying power gathered and materialized into a demonic blade. It was the blade used by the Demonic Lord.

The Sword of the Heavenly Emperor was facing off with the blade of the Demonic Lord.

The hearts of the cultivators leapt. This was an epoch-making duel. The crowd wondered whether the Heavenly Emperor and the Demonic Lord confronted each other before ancient times. Who won and who lost?

Sensing the domineering aura emanating by Yu Sheng, Ji Wudao understood that the former had successfully inherited the power of the Demonic Lord. Moreover, Yu Sheng was not any weaker than him. From the looks of it, Yu Sheng was also a man with great luck, and he would make a worthy opponent for him.

When Ji Wudao thought of this, he struck the Sword of the Heavenly Emperor without hesitation. His slash was aimed at Yu Sheng.

The slash tore the independent world apart, cleaving it in half. Brilliant light dazzled.

Everyone around sensed an irresistible divine might pressing down on them. However, Yu Sheng showed no sign of fear. He made a slash with the blade of the Demonic Lord, and the sky changed color. His slash similarly split the sky. Demonic clouds churned and roared while the blade's will shot up into the high heavens. The two weapons glided across space and collided with each other.

When the sword and the blade touched, the independent world disintegrated completely. Everything in the heavens and the earth lost its color as catastrophic will swept out and annihilated all existences.

"Be careful!" someone shouted.

The surrounding cultivators unleashed their strongest power to withstand the storm. Ye Futian did so too. Green divine light shone from his body and enveloped the surrounding region. All the cultivators from Ziwei Imperial Palace were shielded inside the light sphere.

The terrifying storm flooded everything. Many people couldn't even look into the eye of the storm clearly. Their divine consciousnesses could not penetrate through the storm as well.

Scary rumbling sounds could be heard. It was as though something had exploded.

"Everyone, we shall meet again in the future!"

Amidst the chaos, a calm voice sounded from the eye of the storm. The voice belonged to Ji Wudao, who stood at the top of the sky stairwell.

The hearts of many cultivators leapt when they heard his words. Was Ji Wudao retreating?

So, he decided to give up on the relics of the Old Heaven Court in the end?

The storm continued to rampage. The crowd could faintly see a group of people leaving the sky stairwell. At the same time, they witnessed a shocking scene. One by one, the golems collapsed and were destroyed.

Rumble.

Bang! Bang!

Intense rumbling sounds could be heard continuously, causing the crowd's hearts to race. When the storm gradually calmed down, the cultivators of the Heaven Realm had already traversed high into the sky. Divine light poured down, and they left this place without hesitation.

The crowd heard the sounds of golems falling into pieces and rolling down the sky stairwell. All the golems were crushed; none of them survived the storm.

Only the sky stairwell remained standing. Nobody knew what it was made out of.

All the cultivators were stunned as they stared at the broken pieces of golems tumbling down the sky stairwell. They were at a loss for words.

The cultivators of the Heaven Realm had destroyed all the golems before they left. The wills contained in the golems had certainly been eradicated as well. However, who was capable of wrecking all of them?

Only one person was capable of doing so. He was none other than Ji Wudao.

As many cultivators raised their heads to glare at the leaving silhouettes, they shared the same thought.

Ji Wudao disrespected the Tianshens!

Even though the Tianshens were their ancestors from the Old Heaven Court, which was the predecessor of the Heaven Realm, Ji Wudao had no reverence for them at all. If he had even the slightest respect for them, he would not have committed such an atrocious act by destroying all the golems.

In Ji Wudao's eyes, the Heaven Realm did not have any ancestors at all. Since they could not seize control of this place, they would demolish everything without mercy!