The Legend of Futian

ne in front of them.
Ye Futian had challenged everyone within the Dharma Plane but defeated everyone with such ease.
This was too humiliating.
Furthermore, if they did not stop him now, Ye Futian would soon make his way to the party venue.

Just then, a figure blocked Ye Futian's path.
He was strong and powerful, a nine-starred Glory Plane cultivator.
“Stop right there,” he said.
Immediately after he had spoken, Ye Futian charged forward.
He did not want to waste his breath on this guy.

Unfaltering, the cultivator let out a scream.
Spiritual Qi collected for a spell.
A golden rounded gear spun quickly, cutting into the air, headed towards Ye Futian.
The sharp gear was able to attack from all directions.
It was able to block the light of the sun with its large size.
If struck with the gear, the body would definitely be cut up into pieces.

BOOM! Ye Futian put one foot forward, his power building up from within.
He swung the golden rod down once, and the large gear in his way was destroyed.
Ye Futian charged toward his opponent at the speed of light only to see that he had formed an even bigger gear with Spiritual Qi.
An ear-splitting sound rang out as the gear spun.
It was as if the gear could cut through thin air.

Seeing that Ye Futian was racing toward himself at full speed, the cultivator sent the giant gear spinning towards Ye Futian with a wave of his hand.

BOOM! Another swing.
The golden rod struck down on the gear, splitting it apart just as it had to the last.
Ye Futian continued to advance.
The nine-starred Glory Plane had a completely different expression on his face now.
He opened his mouth, wanting to say something as he looked at Ye Futian.
However, Ye Futian had no time to waste on him.
He swung the rod and threw the cultivator to the side.
It was as easy as stepping on an ant.
A nine-starred Glory Plane cultivator was no different from the rest.
One swing from the golden rod and they were all defeated.

Many members of the Nandou clan were shaking in their shoes.
The nine-starred Glory Plane cultivator who was just defeated was a rather well-known member of the Nandou clan but even he was unable to stop Ye Futian.

Ye Futian sped up, his golden wings spread out to carry him away.

“Stop him!” someone screamed in rage.
However, Ye Futian was no longer going to stay and fight.
As he advanced, the golden rod never stopped moving.
People were sent flying all along the way.

Finally, the party venue could be seen just up ahead.
Many partygoers shifted their attention to Ye Futian.
Nandou Tai and a group of the most powerful cultivators of the Nandou clan did not know what to do.
However, the guests seemed excited to see Ye Futian.
He truly was powerful.
During Donghai Academy's Assembly of the Seven Schools, everyone was left with a deep impression of Ye Futian.
They were so taken with that one piece he played, The World.
Now, he has broken into the Nandou Palace, destroying all that got in his way, just like a young war god.

Such a pity, many of the guests thought to themselves.
This brilliant young man was going to end up dead because he chose to break into the Nandou Palace and defy the imperial order.

Minister Hua held his wine glass and murderous look filled his eyes.
It seemed like someone was seeking death but this was all within his expectations.

At this time, two people appeared amongst the group of Nandou clan members.
It was Hua Jieyu and Nandou Wenyin.
Hua Jieyu's eyes were trained on the young man headed her way.
Tears rolled down her face, her heart in pain.

Ye Futian floated in the air in front of the main stage of the venue.
He looked towards the person seated up in the main seat and then turned to look at Hua Jieyu.
The iciness in his eyes melted again and he smiled.
“Fox, I'm here.”

“Dummy,” said Hua Jieyu as she cried.
Minister Hua had come all this way with the imperial order from the emperor.
It was obviously ill-intended.
If they tried to defy the order, Minister Hua would definitely not hesitate to kill the both of them.

“Restrain him,” ordered Nandou Tai.
Many of the most capable younger clan members rushed out and headed for Ye Futian.
Then, the regular young clan members also followed suit.
They did not look impressed.
How could the others allow Ye Futian to make his way all the way here to the venue?

BOOM! There was an explosion of Spiritual Qi in the vicinity.
The humiliated members of the Nandou clan all released their powers, flooding the venue with an overwhelming storm of Spiritual Qi.
Right now, all cultivators in the Dharma Plane and below were prepared to gang up on Ye Futian.
They were fully enraged now.

Noises sounded as a Wood Elemental spell was cast on Ye Futian, the Lock of a Thousand Vines.
Vines came from all directions while other attacks from different elemental sorcery rushed toward Ye Futian as well.

BOOM! A flash of lightning hit Ye Futian.
In an instant, his body was bathed in the bright light.
Meanwhile, his surrounding turned dark and stormy.

“Thunder Raid,” said Ye Futian.
The world around him was full of lightning and thunder.
Then, Thunder Sorcery descended from the sky, striking the crowd down below.

“The element of Thunder.” Everyone was shocked as they watched Ye Futian intently.

WHOOSH! Ye Futian was now covered in flames.
Fire dragons appeared and revolved around Ye Futian.
Next, they all roared loudly and came rushing down.

“The elemental of Fire.” This was another surprise for onlookers.

“Winding of a Thousand Silk Strains.” Metal Sorcery was released formed into unless strains of golden silk strains, cutting through the air.

“Weight of Earth,” Ye Futian spoke once again.
The area began to fill with Earth Spiritual Qi.
A heavy force pushed down on everyone.
This type of gravity spell was too scary.
It restrained everyone's movements.

Those high-level officials were frozen with the wine glasses still in their hands as they stared at Ye Futian.

He was a Full Attribute Sorcerer!