Chapter 2692: Backup

Chapter 2693: Backup

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

“Tongchan.” A voice spoke, and it was Wutian Buddha Lord. He put his hands together and looked at Tongchan Buddha Lord intently. “You have an obsession in your heart.”

“What does Wutian Buddha Lord mean by that?” the Buddha of Tongchan frowned and responded coldly.

“Benefactor Ye did nothing to offend anyone. When he cultivated Buddhism with us, he had always cultivated most seriously, which accounted for his high achievements in Buddhism. He has never disrespected Buddhism for any reason. As for your junior brothers, their downfalls were caused by their greed. They coveted the things that Ye Futian possessed, and their demise was a direct result of that and can’t be attributed to anyone else. So, why can’t you finally let it go?”

When Wutain Buddha Lord spoke, the Light of Buddha dazzled, and echoes lingered between heaven and earth. This gave everyone a feeling of particular spiritual clarity, free from external influences, so the truth appeared exceptionally lucid.

“More than once, you and Shenyan have provoked Benefactor Ye. We haven’t overlooked this. Now that you have suffered the repercussions, we can only say that you reaped what you sow. Now is the time to put down those obsessions.” When Wutian Buddha Lord finished speaking, he chanted the Buddha’s name. His expression was solemn.

“You are the same as us from the Buddhist sect. Now, does Wutian Buddha Lord speak for others instead of taking what happened to Shenyan Buddha Lord seriously?” Tongchan Buddha Lord responded coldly. Shenyan Buddha Lord’s blinded and bloody face appeared a little twisted as he faced Wutian Buddha Lord’s direction. It seemed to be filled with hatred, and it was obvious that he was displeased with the words spoken by Wutian Buddha Lord.

“Amitabha!” At this moment, a voice was heard from afar. Many cultivators raised their heads and looked yonder. They saw an ancient Buddha appear above the sky, with a majestic and dignified appearance. The immense Light of Buddha surrounded him, illuminating the void. When they saw his appearance, many Buddhist cultivators bowed slightly to salute and pay their respect.

This Great Buddha was a true enlightened Buddhist monk in the Buddhist sect. He had cultivated for many years, far longer than even the Lord of All Buddhas. His cultivation was deep and unfathomable. Many years ago, he was already said to be at the level of near-deity. Nowadays, it was anyone’s guess just how tyrannical his power might be.

This Buddha Lord was the Buddha of Destiny. In legends, he was the one who knew the fates of all living beings; he was a transcendent entity.

“Tongchan and Shenyan, your hearts in Buddhism are covered in dust, and you will only drift further away from Buddhism. If your obsession does not dissipate, it will be difficult for either one of you to become a Buddha. Let it go,” said a voice with all the powers derived from his cultivation, which somehow seemed to get the truth through those who heard him. The two Buddha Lords, Tongchan and Shenyan, trembled in their hearts. Although they couldn’t let go just like that, they knew better to defy the Buddha of Destiny.

The Buddha of Destiny was able to glimpse into fate. Since he had persuaded each of them, perhaps they had made the wrong choice.

“Thank you for the Great Buddha’s advice.” Tongchan Buddha Lord bowed to the Buddha of Destiny with his hands clasped together. Soon after, the Light of Buddha in the distant sky dissipated, and the Buddha of Destiny disappeared.

Tongchan Buddha Lord glanced at the figure in the void and sighed silently in his heart. If they couldn’t participate by making a move, he would like to see how Ye Futian planned to resolve this situation. All the cultivators were here and cultivators from other imperial-level forces. Would they allow Ye Futian to control the relic of one of the Eight Legions?

Shenyan Buddha Lord did not leave either. He was particularly reluctant now that his divine eyes had been blinded by Ye Futian. Naturally, he wanted to see what would become of this conflict.

“Thank you, Great Buddhas.” In the void, Ye Futian bowed to the representatives of the Buddhist sect. He had stressed before that it was a personal grievance between him and Shenyan Buddha Lord and Tongchan Buddha Lord. Not everyone in Buddhism was like these two. However, many were Buddhist monks who had attained enlightenment. While he cultivated on the Spirit Mountain, he learned a lot from many Great Buddhas, and he was grateful to them.

Clearly, the sect of Buddhism did not plan to interfere in the situation here. After they expressed their stance, the space was silenced for a moment.

At this time, the cultivators from the Human Realm, the Dark World, and the Empty Divine Realm had arrived.

“This place is one of the Eight Legions. Since Ye Futian has already integrated with Mahoraga’s will from one of the Eight Legions, it is not inappropriate for him to rule over this territory,” another voice spoke as if to support Ye Futian’s claim.

Ye Futian looked down at the man who spoke and saw that he was a top cultivator from the Human Realm. But he wasn’t done speaking, as he continued. “Ye Futian is in charge of the relic, but there are many relics left over by great emperors who were slain by the Mahoraga, which the Ziwei Imperial Palace should not hoard for its own use. Let all the cultivators in the world comprehend and cultivate here, and let their own personal fortune determine whether or not they may comprehend the relics of the great emperors.”

His words made Ye Futian frown. The first half of his statement sounded like he was speaking for Ye Futian.

Everyone looked at the man from the Human Realm that spoke. This was something that most people would agree to. However, if so, they would not continue hunting Ye Futian, which disappointed the cultivators from the Ancient God Clans. They would prefer that those imperial-level forces had made a break with Ye Futian so that a battle would be inevitable.

The man who spoke up just now had an extraordinary temperament, and his body was radiant with flowing divine light. His was handsome, and there was a righteousness about him.

The identity of this man was extraordinary. He was the eldest disciple of the Human Ancestor from the Human Realm and his chief disciple—Di Hao.

Di Hao was well-known in the Human Realm. He had displayed his amazing talent since he was young, and his path had always been smooth. He was the proud son among his peers who was eventually selected by the Human Ancestor as a disciple to cultivate under his tutelage. Among all the great disciples of the Human Ancestor, he was still the one with the most dazzling talent.

It was said that his birth itself was something remarkable. He was born into the Ancient God Clan in the Human Realm, which traced back to an exceptional great emperor in ancient times. The imperial clan, in the Human Realm, held a much loftier status than the Ancient God Clans in the Divine Prefecture.

Such a man was born to be looked up to by the world. He had always been a legend in the eyes of the others, worshipped and admired by countless many, who saw him as an example for them to live up to.

But now, Di Hao’s cultivation had reached its peak, as an existence of near-deity. His rank on the Demigod List was usually near the top. He was one of the most powerful people globally, just after the Great Emperors.

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Di Hao’s words, obviously, had a certain influence.

He was generous enough at my expense, Ye Futian thought to himself, huffing coldly in his heart. He had already obtained the relic, and now, Di Hao wanted to be the spokesperson of all the gawking bystanders. Although they recognized his control over the relic, he demanded Ye Futian to surrender the inheritances of the great emperors inside the relic and release it to the world for cultivation purposes.

If so, what was the point of controlling anything?

“Since this site is under my control, it is up to me to decide who can cultivate here,” Ye Futian stated lightly, without being angry. “When all the major imperial-level forces take control of any relic, that’s how they manage it, isn’t it?”

He was in control of the relic; why should he allow everyone in the world to cultivate there?

He wasn’t that generous or tolerant.

More importantly, many of them were his enemies.

Di Hao glanced at Ye Futian and wondered. He actually fancied himself on par with the imperial-level forces?

He must have overestimated himself and his influence.

On this ancient continent, besides the imperial-level forces, who else was qualified to control the relic of one of the Eight Legions?

“No one is guilty other than what they have in their possession; it is for your own good. After all, before our arrival, all these cultivators had wanted to get in by force. There is no need to fight and run the risk of decimating both sides. Wouldn’t it be much better to let everyone cultivate here? Not to mention that you are already in control of the will of the Mahoraga, so why covet more?” Di Hao continued with a lot of self-righteousness. It seemed as if he was considering what was best for Ye Futian.

“Covet?” Ye Futian looked at him with astonishment. “I obtained it, so where does ‘covet’ figure into this conversation? By your logic, all the major imperial-level forces should also allow cultivators of the world to cultivate on their territories?”

The Human Realm was also in control of a relic. Had they ever allowed the world to enter it to cultivate at will?

Did he come here now to persuade him to let go of his control of the relic?

“Very well.” Di Hao nodded without saying much. “In that case, I hope you can keep it.”

“You don’t need to worry about that,” Ye Futian responded.

“Palace Lord Ye, there is no problem for us to go in and take a look, is it?” from the Dark Court, another top cultivator asked.

“I’m sorry, this place is now occupied by the cultivators from Ziwei Imperial Palace, temporarily off limit to outsiders. After I have had some time to considered the matter, I will decide whether to let certain people to enter within,” Ye Futian replied, rejecting the request from the Dark Court.

If one force was allowed to enter, then other forces would wanted to the same treatment. If so, what would be the point of them being in control?

Soon, the imperial-level forces would wiggle in and occupy the inside.

He’s asking for it, the cultivators from the Ancient God Clans remarked secretly. He dared to refuse two imperial-level forces in a row?

This was nothing short of Ye Futian digging his own grave.

“What if we insist on entering and cultivating?” another cultivator from the Dark Court continued to press. The surrounding space suddenly became a little oppressed. The tension was thick in the air. It was as if a fight might break out at any moment.

“Just try it!” said an icy voice, and everyone turned their attention in its direction. They saw a cloaked figure leading other cultivators from the Dark Court to this side. It was none other than Ye Qingyao—the Reaper.

Ye Qingyao walked in front of that cultivator from the Dark Court and said, “Cultivators from the Dark Court may not step in here.”

That cultivator from the Dark Court frowned. He was a cultivator on the throne of the Dark Court, but Ye Qingyao’s current status in the Dark Court was unmatched by anyone.

“Whoever dares to make a move would be an enemy of the Devil World.” From a distance, Yu Sheng arrived with a group of cultivators from the Devil Imperial Palace. The demonic might was tossing and tumbling upon him in an extremely terrifying fashion.

At this moment, the two imperial-level forces—the Devil World and the Dark Court—actually chose to stand on the same side as Ye Futian.

No one could have anticipated this turn of events. The Reaper and Yu Sheng both held lofty status within the Dark Court and the Devil Imperial Palace, respectively. Now, they both stepped forward to protect Ye Futian. With these two imperial-level forces behind him, and Buddhist sect refraining from taking action, who else could attempt to make a move on this relic?

It seemed that Ziwei Imperial Palace, as led by Ye Futian, would assume control as the eighth principality and reign supreme as one of the Eight Legions!

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