1331: Just Arrived

Just Arrived

The Nine Supreme Imperial Realms served as the absolute center of the Three Thousand Realms of the Great Path.

The Heavenly Mandate Realm was one of those nine realms.

There were countless cultivators found among the massive population of the Heavenly Mandate Realm.

Many Renhuangs opened up their clans and forces at that realm due specifically to the realm being such a place, establishing their own beliefs and imparting their ways.

Several supreme forces were a cut above the rest in the realm, positioning themselves at the top. They pursued true supremacy and transcendence, which was also the final goal for all Renhuangs.

There were too many regions within the Heavenly Mandate Realm, and every region was vast, with populations of cultivators each reaching hundreds of millions.

There was the Renhuang class, who reigned supreme, but there were also many weak cultivators living in obscure places.

But of course, the bulk of the population was found somewhere in the middle. They struggled in the harsh environment around them as they advanced, making their way towards greater heights and accomplishments.

The Celestial Sword Li Clan, the Demon Slayer Clan, and the Yun Clan of Luo City were all such forces. They were all at the pinnacle in their respective regions, but they still struggled to move to greater heights nonetheless.

However, that proved to be an arduous challenge.

At that moment, in the sky above the Buzhou Ridge, mighty ones from the three major forces stood against one another around a mountain.

Swords permeated the sky above that ancient peak as if countless divine swords were circling in the heavens. A group was seen wearing ancient swords on their backs, with their sword aura sweeping the vast area. Their might, which originated from the great path, was incredibly fearsome.

In another corner, there was a group of people wearing golden attire. Their might of the great path shrouded the entire area as their auras burst as if golden rings were fired, clashing with the sword auras invisibly in the air.

In yet another corner, a group of people of extraordinary aura had their will shroud their surroundings, bursting with their power just like the other two.

The three forces almost seemed that they were at evenly matched against one another. All of them wanted the mountain peak for themselves.

That cliff seemed to contain a mural that somehow also looked like a statue.

The will of the great path seemed to suggest that it was left behind by a Renhuang.

It was apparent that all three forces were fighting for that item.

"We of the Celestial Sword shall have the mural." The leading woman of the Li Clan stepped forward at that moment. Her voice was cold, and the will of her sword swept all over the sky as she declared, striking out at the other two people standing across from her.

"We'll see if you'd be able to take it in the first place." A mighty one from the Demon Slayer Clan responded. A loud clang was heard, and her sword seemed to have clashed with the aura bursting from the mighty one.

The ones from the Celestial Sword clan were known for their peerless offensive prowess, yet the mighty ones from the Demon Slayer Clan practiced overbearing methods. They were not about to just yield a piece left by a Renhuang to others.

There were many ruins left behind by Renhuangs throughout the Heavenly Mandate Realm, and those places were always targets of all manner of forces, which is why they fought each other.

Those sites or items were used for cultivation purposes, as well as some other uses.

The mighty ones from the Yun Clan did not say anything, yet the auras bursting from them remained just as overbearing, shrouding the place and getting ready for war.

However, at that moment, a beam of dazzling light shot from the air and fell before any of them were able to react. The beam of light burst through the great path surrounding the area and blasted onto the peak.

The expression of the crowd changed slightly after they reacted to what was happening. Their eyes were all on that beam of light before hearing a rumble indicating the crumbling of the ridge.

When they looked at where that beam of light landed, everyone's faces were ashen and extremely grim.

The wall they were all after had ended up crushed.

That wall had writings left behind by a Renhuang, containing the complete will of the great path of a Renhuang. However, that piece was not some kind of ritual implement or treasure, and as such, was not all that sturdy. The writings were destroyed the second the wall fell, and the will of the great path lost.

"It's gone?" The crowd looked around bewildered, and their hearts raced.

It seemed that everyone was baffled over what happened.

Everyone was wondering what the beam of light that blasted the wall had been.

Someone emerged from the rubble of the crushed wall at that moment. His clothes were ragged and looked rather unkempt. There was only one person.

That person still looked dazed. He shook his head for a bit, and his silver hair billowed. He then looked around him and found angry, cold eyes glaring at him.

That silver-haired figure was none other than Ye Futian, who came from the Crimson Dragon Realm.

"Where are the others?" Ye Futian looked around him. None of the others were around. He recalled when they traversed the space, a powerful being who happened to pass by, intending to intercept that great path of space flying through the air. Despite that being having been too slow to do so, he nonetheless cut the great path of space that was just about to open up, severing their path.

And then, what just happened, happened.

"Is this the Heavenly Mandate Realm?" Ye Futian muttered to himself. He had no idea if he reached his intended destination. That being would have probably been a Renhuang class mighty one. They would not have been able to intercept such a great path of space otherwise.

They had run into a superbeing when they traversed space, who wanted to intercept them and find out who they were. That being was unable to do so, for the energies that sent them there, contained with the grand matrix of space, was extremely frightening.

But then again, Ye Futian realized that he did not seem to have the time to figure out where he was. His top priority at that moment was to stay alive.

Those eyes that were glaring at him seemed to be saying that they wanted to kill him where he stood.

After he steadied himself, he cupped his hands and said to the crowd, "Some issues happen with the teleportation. I'm very sorry to cause all of you trouble."

He was about to leave after saying so, yet, he sensed a towering sword zipping past him as soon as he moved. That sword was extremely sharp, and the terrifying killing intent of the sword shrouded him. The howling current of the sword above seemed to be able to kill him right where he stood, forcing him to stay where he was.

Those people all sported powerful auras. Some were Unblemished Saints, and it was apparent that there were many of them.

"You think you could just leave like that?" A mighty one from the Demon Slayer Clan asked with a cold expression. The leader looked imposing as his eyes glared at Ye Futian below. He then turned to the other two forces and continued, "Seems like we've gotten all riled up for nothing. How do you suppose we deal with this?"

The speaker turned his attention at the leader of the Celestial Sword Li Clan, who was a beautiful woman wearing simple attire. Her form-fitting garb was clean and without frills, making her look dashing as the sword coiled around her.

Her eyes were cold as she glared at Ye Futian.

"Do you have any Renhuang treasures with you?" The woman asked coldly.

Ye Futian frowned and answered, "No, I don't." He naturally denied right away. If he were to hesitate, those people would have had second thoughts about him.

"Hand over all valuables you have on you. If any of them is worth a Renhuang's item, you get to live." Li Ruoshuang's voice was cold as she continued, "Otherwise, kill yourself right here, right now."

She had been fixated on the artifact left by a Renhuang that Ye Futian destroyed.

"What's done, is done. What is the point of killing him? He is just unlucky and was thrown around by a teleportation attempt. Just let him leave." An elder from the Yun Clan of Luo City said. There was no point crying over spilled milk after all.

If even such a teleportation had gone haywire, he knew that Ye Futian could not have been someone from some noteworthy force, and there was no point backing him to a corner. It was better to just spare him.

"You're very generous indeed, Elder Yun. But who shall be responsible for that broken Renhuang relic?" Li Ruoshuang continued to say with a bone-chilling tone.

The way she looked at it, that piece that was destroyed had belonged to her.

The destruction of that item would have affected her plans considerably.

"So what if you kill him?" Elder Yun then continued, "You have superb talents, Li Ruoshuang, and you're a one with rare potential among the Celestial Sword practitioners. Too bad that your state of mind is so brutal and cold, and you're too fixated with the way of the sword."

"You're the one to talk," Li Ruoshuang responded coldly. She did not meet Elder Yun's gaze, making it seem as though the elder was unworthy of her time.

The mighty ones at her side stepped out and walked towards Ye Futian as soon as she spoke.

Cold sword shrouded Ye Futian's body, seeping with intense killing intent. It was apparent that they were being serious, and they truly wanted Ye Futian to pay for their loss with his life.

Ye Futian's frowned. While it was true that he was to be partially blamed for the incident, he did not do so intentionally; it was all an accident. He had no control over anything.2

From the way the conversation was carried between those people, he realized that he seemed to have destroyed a mural left by a Renhuang.

"While I do not have a Renhuang treasure, I would make it up to you to the best of my ability," Ye Futian looked at that woman and said.

Li Ruoshuang was unmoved. Her eyes remained cold as she said, "Take everything in his storage ring."

"Li Ruoshuang, I suppose we of the Demon Slayer Clan should have a cut as well," the mighty one from the Demon Slayer Clan said. Some of his mighty ones stepped out and walked towards Ye Futian as well.

They looked emotionless with no hints of compassion in their eyes as they looked at him, only uncaring coldness.

Ye Futian sensed that he was being enveloped by killing intent and did not say anything more. He unleashed his aura, sensing the will of the great path around him.

"A Saint of True Self?" Those who sensed Ye Futian's aura looked puzzled. Ye Futian looked young, and they were unable to understand how he could be at such a high level.

An elder from the Celestial Sword Clan, who was also a Saint of True Self, stepped out, and his sword was towering, and he seemed to have turned into a sword himself.

He arrived right before Ye Futian within an instant and lashed out with his finger. The sword at the tip of his finger flowed, and the sword of the great will washed all over them like a river of the heavens, bursting within an instant and intending to end Ye Futian right away.

Boom. Light of stars coursed all over Ye Futian's body. The Starry Battle Form of his was shining brilliantly. He lifted his arm and pointed a finger as well, clashing with his opponent without flinching at all.

"You have a death wish then."

That elder was cold as he pointed. Countless might of killing swords tore through space as he pointed.

At the same time, Ye Futian's finger reached his target as well—the finger of his opponent.

Boom, boom, boom...extremely terrifying way of Entropy seeped right into the finger, breaking it right away. The surge of power ran up the elder's arm and burst into his body.

A loud rumble was heard and then explosions were heard within his body. His back seemed to have been busted by a force. All of his internal organs crumbled in a frenzy.

His eyes were frozen right there and then, staring straight at Ye Futian.

Ye Futian pulled his finger back and saw his opponent slowly dropping to the ground.

A finger attack was all it took to kill his opponent.

He had just gotten to the realm, and he had already killed a saint.

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