The Legend of Futian-Chapter 465: Worship Me Like a God

Ye Wuchen, Yu Sheng, and Loulan Xue stared at the arrogant people below them, and martial arts fate whizzed around their bodies. Ye Wuchen held his sword tightly with his single arm, while Yu Sheng clenched his fists with demonic light flashing in his eyes.

Ye Futian, on the other hand, seemed to be very relaxed instead, as if he was not bothered at all. There was even a gentle, harmless smile on his face.

"In this case, please be careful then. Bye." After that, he retreated backward.

Yu Sheng and Ye Wuchen both looked at him.

"Let's go," Ye Futian said and did not turn back. Then, Yu Sheng and Ye Wuchen followed him. Loulan Xue scanned emotionlessly below her with her silver pupils, after which she caught up with Ye Futian with the Black Wind Condor. They actually really left the eighth level of the battlefield and returned to the seventh level.

"Talented?" Jin Yunxiao smiled mockingly. The fact that Ye Futian could reach here indeed proved his talents, but so what? The people who were still remaining here at the moment were those in Divine Sky City with the best talents and highest statuses. Even though Ye Futian was outstanding, he was still not at the same level as the rest of them.

There had been many arrogant and confident talents like Ye Futian in the past. But in the end, they would all be defeated by reality. Divine Sky City was ultimately still represented by the people who could now remain in the eighth level.

Gu Yunxi obviously knew this as well. She felt somewhat sad, somewhat unresigned for Ye Futian, but what could she do? Ye Futian did not even attempt to struggle himself. Some things were just there and could not be crossed. It was unless he was the kind of person who could stand at the top of his generation. Then, he could be above everyone else just with his talents, including their positions and statuses.

Such a person could ignore everything else. But even so, he still had to keep to a low profile before he could grow up. Otherwise, he might never have the chance to. This was the cruelty of reality.

The people left in the eighth level did not think too much. To them, Ye Futian was not the same kind of person as them. Even though they might be enemies with and compete against each other, they still had similar statuses, but not Ye Futian.

Just like what Liu Suqing had said earlier, there was no need to waste any time on Ye Futian and his friends. Everything that followed would be much more important. They had to pass the bridges and enter the legendary ninth level.

There were records about the eighth level in their respective clans. However, nobody knew what was in the ninth level of the martial arts battlefield, apart possibly from Long Mu.

They stepped forward and towards the divine bridges. Everyone looked extremely serious and took out their sage ritual implements. On the other hand, Ye Futian and his friends returned to the seventh level.

"We could have fought them," Yu Sheng said, looking at Ye Futian. Those people had already been disrespectful towards Ye Futian for a few times. If Ye Futian did not ask him to leave, he would certainly not tolerate them any longer.

"Many of them are top geniuses of the Top Three Schools. Furthermore, they are members of powerful clans and have sage ritual implements. If we really fight them, we'll not know if we can win. Even if we win, how do we clear the mess up?" Ye Futian said, looking back at Yu Sheng.

Yu Sheng knew what Ye Futian meant. They still had to stay in Divine Sky City, so if they really did something serious, the clans behind those people could kill them easily.

Nevertheless, Yu Sheng still felt rather upset and added, "So we just give up?"

"Of course not." Ye Futian looked at the entrance to the eighth level and continued, "With our current conditions, even if we can enter the ninth level, we'll not be able to achieve anything further."

Hearing his words, Ye Wuchen's pupils contracted slightly. Ye Futian was already considering the situation in the ninth level.

Indeed, with their powers, they might be able to pass the eighth level. However, since the eighth level was already so difficult after they passed it, they might face even more powerful martial arts spirits in the last level. Of course, it was also possible that there were no spirits in the ninth level, but that would seem unlikely. After all, there were spirits in all the first eight levels.

Over hundreds of years, only Long Yitian managed to pass the eighth level of the martial arts battlefield, but nobody knew whether he had obtained anything from the ninth level. Perhaps, he did not receive anything there and only acquired the martial arts fate in the eighth level.

"What's your plan?" Loulan Xue could vaguely guess what Ye Futian was going to do.

"Scram out?" Thinking of the words of Bai Qiong earlier, Ye Futian smiled and said, "Let's rest first." Then, he sat down cross-legged and started to rest calmly. It seemed like he was understanding the martial arts fate he had obtained.

Yu Sheng and the rest sat down as well. Ye Futian should already have a plan in his mind.

After a while, a frightening aura erupted from Ye Futian. Yu Sheng, Ye Wuchen, and Loulan Xue opened their eyes and looked at Ye Futian one after another. A brilliant beam of golden light ascended into the air from his body as the aura around him became increasingly stronger. Ye Futian was completely showered in Emperor's Light.

Martial arts fate circled around him and fused with the Emperor's Light, making it even holier. It seemed as if Ye Futian was covered with many divine halos and he looked all-powerful.

Loulan Xue was greatly shocked. She had been a maidservant beside Ye Futian. Slowly, Ye Futian started trusting her and would allow her to see some of his secrets. She could tell that Ye Futian had a very huge secret which even Ye Wuchen might not know. The only person who might possibly know it was Yu Sheng.

"Just wait for me in this level. Little eagle, listen to my orders." Ye Futian rubbed the head of the Black Wind Condor. He and the condor were connected through their minds so he did not have to be around it to give it any orders.

Yu Sheng stood up. Looking at Ye Futian, he asked, "Do I need to follow you?" That people there were all very powerful.

"Nope. If we go together, we'll be exposed straightaway." As Ye Futian spoke, the Emperor Will inside his body burnt wildly. His bloodline and physical body all became extremely strong. Then, Ye Futian took out a silver cloak and wore it. The ritual implement covered his body and water-like silver lines flew on his face, changing his appearance. After that, he turned around and walked towards the eighth level.

When Ye Futian entered the eighth level, the people there were having a fierce battle, but it was not on the bridge earlier. Instead, it was on another divine bridge. Ye Futian realized that two divine bridges had been destroyed, and there were also two people fewer in the crowd. In just one glance, he discovered the missing people: Chen Wang who had attacked him, as well as Long Mu. He could understand why Chen Wang succeeded. After all, he was at the peak of the Arcana Plane. On the other hand, he was somewhat surprised that Long Mu also passed this level. He did not know what had happened earlier.

In fact, it was not just him. Everyone else was equally surprised. At a crucial moment of the first fight, Long Mu suddenly took out a powerful divine artifact which helped him to obtain the martial arts fate. After that, he passed through the bridge and left directly. Everyone was enraged by this.

To make them even angrier, after everyone risked their lives in the second battle, Chen Wang who eventually obtained the martial arts fate did not stay. Instead, he chose to enter the ninth level directly.

Chen Wang's idea was correct. After teaming up, they indeed managed to defeat the guardians in the eighth level. However, the outcome was no different from the previous times. Everyone still only thought about their own benefits. Such an alliance was too unreliable. Even so, everyone was still teaming up. They all hoped that they would become the third person.

However, at the moment, they were already very tired. In the battles just now, many people were injured, and Chen Wang and Long Mu also left. They realized that with their powers now, they could not really deal with the martial arts spirit before them.

Ye Futian dashed towards that divine bridge and his Emperor Will was burning. He did not have much time, so he had to make everything fast.

Following a loud bang, many people were blown backward and landed near the edge of the divine bridge. Having felt something, they turned around their heads to realize a person in a silver cloak appeared. Chen Liu shouted coldly, "Scram!"

Someone else actually managed to come. Chen Liu was in a bad mood now because his brother had left them and the rest seemed to be slightly angry with him. If it was not for the fact that he could also help in the battle, he probably would not even have the chance to participate. However, right after Chen Liu said that, he felt that something was wrong. The person in the silver cloak looked too extraordinary. The radiance of the martial arts fate around him seemed as dazzling as the fate of emperors.

A silver bolt of lightning flew in the sky. Chen Liu backed away rapidly and many flame dragons whizzed out, charging towards Ye Futian.

Buzz! The person in the silver cloak passed through the flame dragons directly with incredible speed. Following a loud bang, Chen Liu's body was blown away at once and he was smashed forcefully onto the bridge. He could not even tell why the intruder was so fast.

"Who?" Liu Suqing turned around and glanced at Ye Futian coldly. It was the crucial moment of this battle and someone else actually appeared.

"All scram back to the seventh level." The person in the silver cloak floated in the sky and scanned the crowd coldly. His voice was also disguised and it sounded somewhat hoarse.

"Do you know who you are talking to?" Jin Yunxiao raised his head and his golden pupils looked extremely arrogant. He was dressed in luxurious clothes, and his Life Spirit, the Roc, was behind him. Regardless of who the mysterious person was, who in Divine Sky City dared to ask all of them to scram out of this place? Was he trying to kill himself?

Ye Futian turned his head and glanced coldly at Jin Yunxiao. Then, he stepped forward and his cloak danced in the sky. Extending his arm, he grabbed towards Jin Yunxiao.

The golden martial arts fate looked like the fate of emperors and turned into an enormous palm print. This was an ability Ye Futian had learned from the sage martial arts fate in the seventh level. Since he was in disguise, he clearly could not use his own abilities to avoid being recognized in the future.

The emperor's palm print blotted out the sky and seemed to envelop everything. Feeling the power of the attack, Jin Yunxiao struck out his Roc-like sharp sword onto the palm print. However, Emperor's Light was glittering on the palm. The Roc-like sword hit but did not actually manage to crush the palm print. It pressed down directly and then clenched, grabbing Jin Yunxiao.

"How dare you!" someone shouted coldly. Jin Yunlang walked towards Ye Futian and his terrifying ancient bell swept out towards Ye Futian.

Ye Futian shook his arm and many brilliant beams of martial arts fate appeared before him. Then, he raised his hand and slapped out. Immediately, the color of the sky changed and many palm prints flew out one after another. At this instant, many people felt as if the enormous palm prints did not come from an Arcana Plane cultivator, but instead an emperor himself.

Boom! Multiple palm prints fused together and resonated with the sky. The all-powerful force grabbed the bell directly, rooting it to its position.

Jin Yunlang's expression changed drastically. He tried to connect to the magical bell with his Spiritual Energy, but a horrifying willpower appeared on the bell. The willpower seemed to turn into emperor's flames which enveloped the bell. Then, Jin Yunlang gave out a miserable cry as the connection between the bell and him was cut off forcefully. He spat out a mouthful of blood and his face turned very pale.

Ye Futian continued waving his hand. The huge bell flew towards Jin Yunxiao who was below him.

"No..." Realizing the incoming bell, Jin Yunxiao's expression changed greatly.

Dong! The bell rang and enveloped Jin Yunxiao directly, after which it was lifted again. Jin Yunxiao's heart almost stood still with fright. His body trembled wildly and fear was written all over his face.

Raising his head, he looked at the figure in the silver cloak. At the moment, the mysterious person flew towards him and stopped right before him.

"I don't know who I am talking to, but now, kneel down and worship me." Ye Futian stared coldly at Jin Yunxiao and continued, "Like how you worship a god."

Jin Yunxiao looked as if he had been struck by lightning and his body trembled fiercely. Looking at the all-powerful figure before him, his face turned extremely pale.

Everyone else was totally astonished.

Ye Futian asked Jin Yunxiao to worship him like a god!