The Legend of Futian - Chapter 164

Chapter 164: How Presumptuous

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

When Ye Futian made his last step, it felt as if the entire grotto was imprinted in his mind. Of the various statues, each one emanated with powerful intent as if a Noble had come himself to squash his will. Earlier, Ye Futian had pushed aside the intents of the statues and now, it was as if he was making his strongest counterattack. Simultaneously, he bore the unbelievable aura that continuously attacked his body. The double attack on the body and mind were enough to crush someone. However, defeating it was like being baptized.

The blood inside Ye Futian rumbled and impossible strength burst from his body. The Nine Heavenly Attacks gathered the power of the world. Though he stood there, his aura was evolving and strengthening. In his mind, the noble statues became extremely menacing. They wanted to wipe his existence from the world.

At that moment, Ye Futian thought of many things. He thought of the high and mighty Xia Fan, the emperor’s decree that he couldn’t fight back against, and that emperor who had once thought he could control Ye Futian’s destiny…they could all go die now.

A terrible intent was born. It drowned the statues, eradicating them from his mind. Ye Futian opened his eyes. There was arrogance in his gaze. He took another step forward and stood steadily and upright. At this moment, his white clothing fluttered and his long hair danced in the wind. He was like a young emperor.

Countless eyes focused on the proud backside, their hearts shaking. Ye Futian had made his way through the Thirteen Steps of Death. If he continued forward, he could step into the grotto’s corridor and perceive the grotto’s intent at a close distance. He would be as brilliant as the two up above.

Looking back at Zhao Han, he was still at the eleventh step. Thinking of his arrogant words from before, “If you lose, then die,” it was so ironic.

Ye Futian was in the Glory Plane and walked the steps of death for the first time. He had passed while amongst the geniuses of the Qianmeng area, only Zhao Han could surpass ten steps. Mockery and doubt? They all fell apart now.

With Ye Futian’s talent, he definitely would be qualified to make Yun Qianmo his servant later. She had just chosen earlier to follow he who was in the Glory Plane. Many felt this was strange because Yun Qianmo was the pride of her clan while Ye Futian was from the Hundred Lands and had an extremely low plane.

Yang Ziqi looked from his senior brother to Ye Futian. His expression was ugly. On the other hand, Yun Qianmo stared at Ye Futian in shock. She was at the seventh step which was her limit. She couldn’t go on.

Ye Futian had succeeded in one go.

Boom. An explosion pulled everyone out of their thoughts. The earth shook and it was as if the world was roaring. At that moment, everyone’s gazes turned to a spot not far from Ye Futian. While everyone’s eyes were on him, Yu Sheng had made his tenth step. Now, he was challenging the fatal three steps. He made his eleventh step. At this moment, Yu Sheng’s burly body seemed to hold up the sky and earth. He was indestructible. He roared at the stone statues; no one could bend his spine. His foot fell steadily. Allowing the thunderstorm to hit him, he stood upright like the god of war.

It was not only him. Ye Wuchen was also challenging the eleventh step. Sword intent grew between his brows and soon, there was a beam of silver light. A tiny silver sword shot out. It shattered everything and in the next moment, became endless sword intent.

He’s crazy. Many people shook inwardly at this sight. Today, four people had challenged the fatal three steps and all succeeded.

Ye Futian had even completed all 13. This was the first try for all three of them, and Zhao Han had lost to all of them.

Yu Sheng’s arrogant gaze turned and looked at Zhao Han in the near distance. He said coldly, “Who do you think you are? You aren’t even good enough to wipe his shoes.” There was nothing to be won while only death awaited the loser. Did Zhao Han think he was very powerful?

Hearing Yu Sheng’s imposing words, everyone hushed. The top disciple of the Sword Clan, the extremely talented Zhao Han had been humiliated in public. Reality was right before his eyes.

Zhao Han’s face turned livid when he heard Yu Sheng’s words. Faced with someone who had made thirteen steps on his first try, Zhao Han had neither the ability nor the talent to prove anything. Even now, he couldn’t make his thirteenth step.

Now, Zhao Han was still wondering if he should attempt the twelfth.

Just as he was pondering, Yu Sheng had looked away and made his twelfth step. His strength was extremely wild and burst through everything. He opened his eyes wide and stared domineeringly at the statue up ahead. He didn’t fear the Noble and roared as if he wanted to destroy the statue’s intent. So what if this was the Noble Grotto? It couldn’t crush him.

With a thud, there was a violent wind that lifted a tidal wave. After Ye Futian, Yu Sheng made his twelfth step and surpassed Zhao Han. Was Zhao Han powerful? Was he extraordinarily talented? Two cultivators of the Glory Plane beside him had surpassed him on the first try, leaving in him in the dust.

Seeing Ye Futian’s thirteenth step and Yu Sheng’s twelfth step, sharpness flashed past Ye Wuchen’s eyes like a sword. He grew more determined. A man would only feel motivated when he was with the strong. He would be even more determined and challenge himself with the will of the strong. This was why Ye Wuchen followed Ye Futian’s group. With an extraordinary person beside him, he would also challenge what had once been his limit.

And rather than one extraordinary person beside him, he had two. So he couldn’t fall behind. Thus, he also made his twelfth step, with no regard to the consequences or anything. Just like his sword, he forged on fearlessly.

He was crazy.

Everyone’s hearts trembled without stop. Had they gone berserk? And not only one of them, but all three? This was honestly unheard of. No one knew if something so shocking had ever happened before the Noble Grotto before. But now, they couldn’t control their pounding hearts. This was crazy.

Ye Wuchen had also taken his twelfth step. The trio had tossed Zhao Han behind. Zhao Han, who had been unbeatable before, now stood behind them alone. It was so mocking. He didn’t deserve to be arrogant.

Three people in lower planes from the Hundred Lands had surpassed him, the top disciple of the Sword Clan, the pride of Qianmeng. Did he have the right to say that the loser would die? He had thought that he would win but realized that he wasn’t even as good as the two beside Ye Futian. Such mockery.

Behind them, Lin Yueyao watched the three unblinkingly. There was an odd look in her eyes; she felt hopeless. Couldn’t they think about her feelings? Remembering that they were the top three of the Fenghua Rank, she couldn’t help but think that Emperor Ye foresight was great. They were brilliant even in the Ancient Barren World and defeated so many prides of the Qianmeng area.

Yun Qianmo was speechless too. Earlier, she’d only thought that Ye Futian was extremely talented. She didn’t expect that Yu Sheng and Ye Wuchen would be like this too. Now, she vaguely understood why Ye Futian dared to make her be his servant.

It was silent. All that seemed to remain was the trio that had stolen the light from the world. Everyone stopped to feel the strength within the grotto. But just then, there was a sound. They all watched as Ye Futian slid backward, pushed back by the aggressive power.

Is he finally unable to withstand it? Everyone’s eyes flashed. Why didn’t he step directly onto the grotto’s corridor? Many people didn’t understand why Ye Futian had stopped at the thirteenth step.

He raised his head and gazed at the Noble Grotto. He uttered, “Again.”

Everyone was shocked. Again? What did he mean?

Amidst their confusion, Ye Futian stepped forward again. This time, he released his elemental power. A gust of wild aura erupted from his body. They could faintly see aggressive lightning, the heavy intent of the earth, and a sharp metallic aura.

At that moment, more statues in the grotto lit up. The bursts of wild power charged at Ye Futian. Simultaneously, an even more terrifying intent cut into his will.

Boom, boom, boom… The wild power pounded against him but he just strolled forward casually. One step, two steps… He quickly got to step seven. The steps that many were unable to attempt were so easy for him.

At that moment, they finally understood what Ye Futian had meant. He chose not to step into the corridor and perceive the grotto’s intent. He chose to walk the steps again. Without any hesitation, he chose to restart the thing that many people couldn’t challenge and put all their effort in. It was as if he could restart the 13 Steps of Death whenever he wanted.

His eighth step, Ye Futian’s body was like a dragon. The power of lightning and thunder danced on him.

His ninth step, his shadow was like a roc. It was unbelievably sharp.

His tenth step, Ye Futian was like the majestic Ape, shaking the world.

The unparalleled intent transformed into tangible attacks that rushed violently into him, causing there to be an endless string of explosions inside him.

He made the three fatal steps again. At the eleventh step, his blood boiled and rumbled. The intent of martial arts was released. When the shocking intent rushed into him, he bore it rather than fighting back. He withstood the incredible attack and the cracking sounds continued. His body seemed to be evolving.

Boom… An even wilder aura burst from Ye Futian’s body. The intent of martial arts transformed into a solid light and broke out of him like a true dragon. Endless power poured out of him violently and he was covered in a brilliant glow.

His physical body had a breakthrough and his martial arts evolved.

He had broken into Dharma Plane!

He had done it again, not to prove how amazing he was, but to use the power of the grotto to test his body and try for another plane!

Chapter 165: Did I Allow You to Leave?

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

He’d actually advanced to the next level! Countless eyes studied Ye Futian. Everyone knew that the Noble Grotto could test cultivators. Many were able to break through their limits after enduring the grotto’s intent. But no one had ever been like Ye Futian and choose not to enter the corridor after completing the thirteen steps, choosing instead to do it again without hesitation. He released the elemental power within him and used the grotto’s intent power’s attack to test his body, thus having a breakthrough into the Dharma Plane. After his martial arts broke into the Dharma Plane, the martial intent grew stronger and formed a dharma.

Ye Xiao and the people of the Cangye College stared at Ye Futian’s backside. They looked embarrassed. Yu Sheng and Ye Wuchen made the Cangye College students seem unaccomplished. The strongest had only taken five steps.

Five steps actually wasn’t weak but with Ye Futian’s trio present, they looked horrible. Even worse, Ye Futian didn’t show any signs of stopping yet. Right now, he was under extreme pressure but could also feel his power changing. In his mind, an even stronger intent attacked. Intent of different elements swept up a chaotic storm. It destroyed everything and more statues imprinted in his mind. Ye Futian fought against this power; he didn’t fear the noble intent.

Was a noble intent enough to destroy him?

Arrogance emanated from him. His blood bubbled as the Imperial Tactics operated subconsciously. A strand of emperor’s intent appeared in his mind. That moment, the noble intent from the statue seemed to be shocked. It tried to fight back but Ye Futian destroyed it with the emperor’s intent. If he was stopped by the grotto today, he wouldn’t be able to kill a true Noble in the future.

Without hesitation, Ye Futian took the twelfth step for the second time. His arrogance didn’t reduce; he was still like an emperor.

Even stronger intent from the statue rushed into his mind. This time, Ye Futian didn’t destroy it. He allowed it to attack his spiritual intent. He was like an emperor; no matter what came, it would all submit to him in the end. As soon as he made his twelfth step, Ye Futian made his thirteenth without any fear. This time, his steps were steadier than before. There wasn’t any faltering. Instead of going through the trial, it was as if he was going to conquer.

After the thirteenth step, the entire grotto imprinted in his mind. It seemed to feel his arrogance. The various statues all appeared in his mind to eliminate this brash man.

Ye Futian didn’t fear anything. The emperor’s intent was extremely powerful. It didn’t move no matter what the noble intent tried. He enveloped the noble intent with the emperor’s intent. The powerful noble intent seemed to meld into his intent, submitting to the emperor. At this moment, something seemed to break open. His spiritual power was evolving. A powerful spiritual windstorm carried the surrounding power and swallowed it. All types of Spiritual Qi and the strong intent all turned into food for Ye Futian.

Breakthrough in Spiritual power. Everyone’s hearts trembled again. Ye Futian cultivated both martial arts and sorcery. After a breakthrough in martial arts, he still wasn’t satisfied and continued using the grotto’s power to have a breakthrough in spiritual sorcery. Now, he had advanced in both spiritual and martial arts power. He entered the Dharma Plane completely.

Many people felt numb. All the prides of the Qianmeng area had been subdued at the Noble Grotto by someone in the Glory Plane from the Hundred Lands. They were forced to surrender. Compared to him, Zhao Han of the Sword Clan was so unimpressive. If he was a pride, then what was Ye Futian?

At this time, fate bloomed from Ye Futian. It rose up several meters and was still strengthening. The intent of the stone statues flowed in endlessly, transforming into fate and making it stronger. It soon became dozens of meters tall and was terrifying. They’d never seen someone create such powerful fate just from the Noble Grotto.

There were many types of fate. To the people of the Ancient Barren World, it took a long time to comprehend the relics. The easiest way was to steal. However, Ye Futian had reversed that thought. He approached the Noble fate with just comprehension. This was frightening. If the others of the Qianmeng area could be like him, it would be so easy to become a Noble.

“Great!” Yu Sheng was so excited seeing this as if he’d also had a breakthrough. Then he lifted his foot and went for the last step. That moment, his entire body tensed. The fabric on his arms tore apart. His veins bulged and the frightening muscles made one feel immense strength. His physical body was strong to the extreme. There was a shocking roar. Yu Sheng bellowed at the stone statues. His body seemed to glow like a demon; he was unstoppable.

Boom… His foot fell like a demon shattering the sky. His body made a huge sound and each body part seemed to be evolving. A gust of martial intent burst forth, making him even stronger. With another roar, he shattered the noble intent. Yu Sheng’s eyes burned with golden flames like a demon.

Another one with a breakthrough. Everyone stared at the demonic backside, shuddering inwardly. This was too crazy. Others had had breakthroughs before the Noble Grotto before but it was never as impressive as Ye Futian and Yu Sheng. They were two beasts!

Ye Wuchen looked at the two before him. Right now, he was extremely calm. He’d never been so determined before. His heart was a sword; his intent and body transformed into a sword. His entirely had become a sword—an indestructible sword. He moved towards the last step.

That moment, endless sword intent came ripping past. The horrible windstorm tore past his body, opening up countless wounds. His sword intent was about to extinguish any time. The small silver sword that shot out whistled. It could collapse with any mistake. No matter what collapsed, he would be destroyed. But he didn’t fear anything.

When Ye Futian and Yu Sheng stepped forward, he could sense that his talent wasn’t as good as either. He had to be extremely determined to do the same as them. He must be fearless as well.

A swordsman must go forward without looking back. If he completed that step, the skies would clear. If he retreated, his sword heart should shatter. He’d never be able to surpass his limits. A swordsman must have the courage and determination to face death. He couldn’t be defeated like this.

Many people stared at Ye Wuchen in shock. He’d taken the last step with an entirely tensed body. Many were nervous. Lin Yuyao stared. She knew that if anything happened, Ye Wuchen might die here.

This guy was too crazy. He’d already made 12 steps. Why must he keep going? Was it worth it to risk his life for?

Whish, whish… Sharp sounds appeared. Ye Wuchen’s foot stepped down entirely. That moment, endless sword intent flowed on his body. It shot towards the statues. The sword intent flowed through him as if he was the body of the sword. He’d obviously succeeded; Ye Wuchen had taken the thirteenth step.

Of those who came from the Qianmeng area, only two were cultivating in the corridor. But today, Ye Futian’s trio arrived and all successfully made thirteen steps. This was so shocking. Throughout the history of the Qianmeng area, there’d never been a force that created three figures like them at the same time. Now, they all stopped at the last step.

Ye Futian’s gaze fell calmly on the statues. He continuously sensed the intent contained in the statues carved in the grotto. His Freedom Meditation operated and he could feel each intent power clearly. The more he felt it, the more he experienced the strength. He attempted to release the emperor’s intent. It surged into a statue and slowly, he realized that it resonated with the noble intent as if trying to make it surrender.

Just as he’d guessed, the emperor’s intent born at Donghai City that day was even more advanced than noble intent. He just didn’t know how to use it yet. His abilities under the emperor’s intent had once shocked everyone, killing someone in the Arcana Plane.

Seems like I can cultivate here for a long while, Ye Futian thought. The Noble Grotto was an optimal place for cultivation.

He looked left and right. Seeing Yu Sheng and Ye Wuchen there, he smiled. Then he looked at Yun Qianmo and Lin Yueyao. The Freedom Meditation showed him the statues releasing pressure on them.

His emperor’s intent communicated with the power within those statues. Then he called, “Yun Qianmo.”

“Yes?” Yun Qianmo looked over at him.

“Comprehend well and try advancing again,” Ye Futian said.

Beside Yun Qianmo, Lin Yueyao saw this and couldn’t help but call, “Hey!”

Ye Futian looked at Lin Yueyao in confusion. He saw her resentful gaze and angry eyes as if she felt he was biased. Ye Futian was speechless. Was this girl jealous?

Stupid. Overlooking her, Ye Futian said, “One by one.” With that, he guided power into Yun Qianmo’s mind. This wasn’t an attack though. It was for Yun Qianmo to feel.

Beside Ye Futian, Zhao Han looked at this coolly. Ye Futian had clearly overlooked his existence.

“Yun Qianmo,” Zhao Han called. The girl looked over and he said, “Come back within a month.”

He’d said that if Ye Futian could beat him, he wouldn’t care anymore. He couldn’t go back on his words. He still wasn’t willing though so he only gave Yun Qianmo one month’s time.

Yun Qianmo’s eyes hardened. Then Zhao Han stepped back, getting ready to leave.

“Did I allow you to leave?” a cold and arrogant voice said. Zhao Han’s steps froze!