Chapter 2960: How High Is the Sky

The cultivators of Empyrean continued to arrive in the City of the Ruins. The mind of the Immortal Sovereign of Empyrean was summoned into this world and covered the entire City of the Ruins. They occupied that location and could soon take over the whole world.

Wars erupted in many places throughout the whole world. It was at a scale that involved many forces, including those that ruled over the Heavenly Law.

A terrifying war broke out in a location of the Heavenly Mandate Court.

Dou Zhao, Xiao Muyu, Long Chen, and the others were at different locations on the battlefield filled up by the enemies who encircled them. Unleashing the Will of the Fighting God to the limits, Dou Zhao’s body gleamed like a war god. Even so, he was still exhausted from all the battle, panting like a dog while blood was dripping from the corners of his lips.

Xiao Muyu was not any better than him either. Her black apparel had outlined her perfect figure. The bloodstains only added to the overall bittersweet feel.

“Will we die here?” Xiao Muyu murmured. They did not pass away during the Battle of the Heavenly Path back then. Yet, they had never expected the fight to fend off the invasion of Empyrean would be so disastrous. At that time, the sky on top of their battlefield was enveloped by a petrifying dark storm that looked like the Apocalypse.

The total forces of Empyrean were too great. All these years of fighting had taught them one thing. Empyrean did not consist of just one universe but a superpower of multiple universes. The most significant individual of a universe would be called the Immortal King, who ruled over the law of that world under the command of their Immortal Sovereign.

Ever since the opening of the space passage, the cultivators from different universes had been infiltrating this world increasingly and ceaselessly. They started wars and plundered goods. The same thing had happened over and over again. If it were to intensify further, they would eventually occupy the whole world.

“I haven’t even become a Great Emperor yet! There’s no way I’ll let myself die here! Let’s continue the battle!” Dou Zhao bellowed as he emanated the Will of the Fighting God to the max, nearly breaking his body. At once, a powerful will exploded like the unleashing of the will of a true god. Nevertheless, his Spiritual Energy had reached its limit.

After letting out a roar, he flew into the sky and continued fighting.

Watching the happening in the sky, a hint of sadness flashed across Xiao Muyu’s eyes. As her gaze remained in the same place, she muttered, “Master, when will you return?”

Up until that moment, she believed that her master would come back to them one day.

However, she was not the only one with such sentiment. Everyone in the Heavenly Mandate Court felt the same as well. They were all waiting and believing that he would make his comeback one day.

Suddenly, a group of cultivators moved around and wreaked havoc, causing the sky to tremble. Xiao Muyu turned to stare in the direction of the commotion. Her eyes immediately widened as she noticed the arrival of the reinforcements from the Devil World.

Yu Sheng and the Legion of the Devil World under his command were the greatest force to fight against the invasion of Empyrean at that time.

The Devil Emperor, Yu Sheng, was regarded as the number two after Ji Wudao by the people of the world.

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The war continued to burst out in different places in the world. Fortunately, the secluded locations of the Nine States were not affected by the war. The Nine States was the homeland of Ye Futian, so many people had returned to this land. In fact, those people were relatively close to Ye Futian himself. Hence, the Three Sword Emperors had been defending the Nine States.

The Nine States was the forbidden land of the gods and devils.

Although wars had been ongoing outside, the city of Qingzhou remained peaceful.

In Qingzhou Academy, a group of people could be seen gathering and chortling as they chattered.

“Brother Ye, how do you know Miss Jieyu?” someone asked out of curiosity. Ye Futian had become well-known in Qingzhou Academy for being the son-in-law of Mr. Hua, Miss Jieyu’s husband, and for having a soulmate. It was something that people could only have in their dreams.

The youths of Qingzhou Academy were curious about Ye Futian. But they only knew that his surname was Ye and that he was the son-in-law of Mr. Hua.

Hence, they had been addressing him as Brother Ye. Unbeknownst to them, he was even older than their grandpa’s grandfather.

“It was something that happened a long time ago. At that time, Miss Jieyu and I attended Qingzhou Academy together. Then I came across my father-in-law by chance and was accepted as one of his disciples. Following that…” Ye Futian explained in a half-joking tone.

At once, the young people were looking at him with all sorts of expressions.

“A long time ago? Just how old you are, Brother Ye? How are you trying to fool?” a person remarked.

“So Brother Ye had joined the academy as Mr. Hua’s disciple after seeing Miss Jieyu? What a pro move!” One of the youths was full of admiration.

“Previously, Mr. Hua had bragged about one of his disciples being a powerful cultivator who could turn one of their eyes into the sun and the other one into the moon. They could even shoot thunder out of their mouth. Don’t tell that was you, Brother Ye?” One of the youngsters stared at Ye Futian in doubt because the handsome man before their eyes did not seem to be that capable.

If he were such a powerful cultivator, wouldn’t he be a towering and almighty giant?

Otherwise, how could his eyes turn into the sun and the moon?

“I didn’t expect Mr. Hua to tell you about my past,” Ye Futian said with a smile.

The entire atmosphere went dead silent for a while after he spoke. All the youths were staring at him blankly.

“As expected of the son-in-law of Mr. Hua, Brother Ye does behave like Mr. Hua.”

“You’re right! To think that they could talk big as naturally as breathing. Not even the gods are that capable.”

“Do you think the greatest man in the world, Ji Wudao, has such a demeanor?” One of the youngsters lifted his head into the sky, looking fascinated.

“He should have. Just look at how cool the Three Sword Emperors were when they sealed up the Nine States. Ji Wudao, being the strongest individual, must be even more powerful than them.”

“I wish I could meet the Three Sword Emperors in person one day.”

“I could die without regrets if I could just stumble upon one of the Great Emperors.”

“You’ll meet one eventually,” Ye Futian noted with a light smile.

“Perhaps? Who knows how many years I have to cultivate to see it happen? Maybe it might never happen throughout my entire life?”

“Stop daydreaming. That’s the Great Emperor we’re talking about here. Let’s go. Class is about to start,” someone responded. With that, the youths prepared to leave and said, “Brother Ye, we’ll take our leave first. Let’s catch up for more big talks later.”

Ye Futian nodded and saw them off. A smile played on his face as he recounted his past. Thinking back, he had once been a youth like them long ago.

After getting up, he took a stroll in Qingzhou Academy. Then an elderly janitor sweeping the floor greeted him with a smile.

“Little rascal Ye!”

“Good for him to be born with such great looks.” Those young instructors who were jealous of Ye Futian were badmouthing him from a distance without minding if he could hear them or not.

Ye Futian had beautiful women surrounding him constantly. So, it would be natural for people to be envious of him.

“So why weren’t any of you born with good looks?” the elderly janitor sweeping the floor riposted with a smirk.

Ye Futian bowed his head at the elderly person and went on his way.

There were disputes here in this small town, even though it was a quiet place. After all, there would be strife as long as the society was made up of people.

Cao Yuan of the Cao Clan would be a good example. At that point, he was still obsessed with Hua Nianyu and even begged his family to propose marriage. As one would expect, the Cao Clan had made a move, planning to win over Hua Fengliu for good.

Sensing everything happening, Ye Futian shook his head and flashed a resigned smile. He could not picture the sight of a member of the Cao Clan together with Hua Nianyu.

Lifting his head to gaze at the sky, he thought. The Cao Clan surely didn’t know just how big the world was!