The Legend of Futian

Chapter 35: Emperor Ye Qing

As Yu Sheng took a few steps forward, a golden force field surrounded him, just like golden armor.

Mo Lanshan and his people looked very serious. Everyone charged at Yu Sheng with long spears gripped tightly in their hands.

A loud explosion erupted from a single punch from Yu Sheng. Even his fist that he used to enclose the tip of an attacking spear was golden. The point of the weapon was enveloped by his fist when a cracking sound was heard. The point had been broken off by the enormous amount of strength exerted by Yu Sheng.

Ye Futian continued to charge forward. He had no time to waste on these people.

However, Mo Lanshan had no intentions of letting him pass. Avoiding Yu Sheng, Mo Lanshan aimed his ice-frosted spear at Ye Futian.

Ye Futian did not slow down his steps. While in a light sprint, he reached out both of his hands. In a second, bursts of lightning flashed around him.

With the movement of his hands, a storm of lightning and thunder was projected toward Mo Lanshan.

“Excursive Sorcery. You’re a Glory Plane sorcerer,” knights observing the battle were shocked. The speed in which Ye Futian was cultivating was unbelievable.

Sorcerers had a natural advantage in battles with knights. Even though Mo Lanshan was a three-starred Glory Plane knight, he still did not dare underestimate his opponents, especially if it was Ye Futian.

The intent of battle flowed through the spear, forming a white light around the weapon. Mo Lanshan waved his spear around, and the white light enlarged to cascade around his body; but it was no use against Ye Futian’s storm attacks. However, his defensive spear spell was able to create an impenetrable force field around him.

Ye Futian still did not stop proceeding. He was closing in on Mo Lanshan. As a sorcerer, he was supposed to keep his distance while battling with a knight but he chose to ignore this rule. It was easy to tell how confident he was.

“How presumptuous!” Mo Lanshan looked a bit embarrassed. Then, he saw Ye Futian swipe downwards. Almost simultaneously, the thunderous force formed into a flash of lightning, cutting straight through his force field.

A spell, the Thunder Lash. Even though it was only an Awakening level spell, when used by Ye Futian, it was different. It collected an enormous amount of thunderous force and contained the powers of the Glory Plane. To add to this, Ye Futian was a Mandate Sorcerer. His ability to perceive these spells was naturally stronger than others. When he applied these things to his spells, every attack he made would be more powerful than that of others in the same plane.

The lash continued cutting down, the spear in Mo Lanshan’s hand shook and was ready to take on the lash.

However, at that same moment, Ye Futian’s body became engulfed in flames. Raging flames were radiating off his body and made their way towards Mo Lanshan. Another spell, the Burning of Silence. Although it exhausted a large amount of Fire Elemental Spiritual Qi, it’s destructiveness was frightening. It was considered a close-range spell.

The look on Mo Lanshan’s face changed drastically. He quickly summoned all the Spiritual Qi in his body and created a force field. It acted as an armor to protect him against the attack of the Burning of Silence. Ye Futian’s attacks were so quick that it made it difficult for Mo Lanshan to retaliate. The Burning of Silence was a spell feared by bi-elemental sorcerers because it was able to continuously release spells of different elements for a short period of time.

BOOM! A fist came down on Mo Lanshan’s poorly defended head. He was propelled directly to the ground, blood gushing violently from his wound.

Ye Futian simply stepped over Mo Lanshan’s body, not even bothering to spare him a glance. Onlookers felt bad for Mo Lanshan. Though Ye Futian had not said a single insulting word, his disregard for Mo Lanshan was even more insulting.