The Legend of Futian

Chapter 39: You Are Not the One I Have Been Waiting For

Hua Fengliu did not expect Ye Futian to be so determined. He even left his last words.

He tried to run toward Ye Futian’s direction but was blocked by the sword-storm, cutting off his advance.

“Ye Futian! You get back here right now!” screamed Hua Fengliu.

“You should worry about yourself,” suggested the Arcana Plane cultivator dressed in black. His body was surrounded by the endless sword-storm. When he swiped his arms forward, a row of swords appeared, all charging at Hua Fengliu.

“Get lost!” raged Hua Fengliu. An invisible force descended upon him, and the row of swords stopped right before they were able to pierce him. The swords shook violently in mid-air.

While the two were in this deadlock, Hua Fengliu saw Shi Zhong, Eagle Eyes, and Tang Lin jump down into the canyon to chase after Ye Futian. His heart convulsed.

His long, black hair flowed without the wind blowing, the dust beneath his feet blew like a weird storm.

“I told you I have a bad temper, why did you have to provoke me?” Hua Fengliu’s voice was shaking. He felt extremely guilty. His life was just beginning; he couldn’t die.

A bright light emanated from Hua Fengliu. Then, the light gathered and formed the strings of a qin. From there, the entire instrument appeared in front of Hua Fengliu. At that moment, his aura began to grow, breaking Dharma into the Arcana Plane.

“Life Spirit. That’s impossible!” said the Arcana Plane swordsman. He quickly realized what was going on, and his expression changed. “Hua Fengliu, this is suicide!”

Hua Fengliu disregarded him, and began to strum the instrument with both hands. Music began to play. An abstract wave was released that pierced eardrums with a dragon-like roar. The swords formed with Spiritual Qi dissipated.

The Cangshan Dragon Chant. The swordsman could only stare at Hua Fengliu. The Cangshan Dragon Chant was a musical spell that the Qin Devil, Hua Fengliu, specialized in.

The swordsman watched as Hua Fengliu’s pace quickened; his music spread into his surroundings, and the sound waves created a force field, encapsulating everyone around. The force field made its way to the swordsman and Xia Fan.

BOOM! Xia Fan received a harsh attack and moaned in pain. His face was now pale.

“Be careful, this is his musical spell. Retreat!” shouted the swordsman. His sword raced toward Hua Fengliu once more.

Hua Fengliu’s fingers moved even faster. The sound of his instrument was magical, spreading far and wide.

“Kill him!” ordered Xia Fan, blood in his mouth. He felt as if he were about to explode. His people came to protect him in their retreat.

Everyone began to retreat, even Shi Zhong and Tang Lin, who were chasing Ye Futian.

“Kill,” muttered Hua Fengliu. His music continued, and an even stronger wave attacked Xia Fan. His people tried to use their Spiritual Qi to create a force field for his protection, but the wave was too strong. The force field was broken, and Xia Fan was hit once again. His face was now even more pale than before.

Shi Zhong, on the other hand, was not so lucky. Under the power of the music, he screamed in pain. He was killed by the power of Hua Fengliu’s instrument, bleeding from every orifice.

“The Qin Devil,” someone said. Many people had heard of this name, but seeing him in action made them realize how truly extraordinary Hua Fengliu was.

“Let’s go,” said the swordsman. Protecting himself with a force field, he went to Xia Fan’s side to retreat together.

Seeing this, Tang Mo and Gu Mu also ordered an evacuation. Qing Shuai led the Dark Qilin Knighthood away from this place of trouble. Hua Fengliu attempted to chase after his enemies, but stopped after taking a single step. He began to cough up blood. This was going to be the end of the legendary Qin Devil. He could no longer chase after them.