Ye Futian held the spear in his hand and charged forward, his white robe swaying in the wind as divine light surrounded him. He was unstoppable.

Within the imperial city, many people had their eyes glued on Ye Futian, watching his every move. Even the top cultivators watched Ye Futian entering the imperial palace.

This white-haired lad was the genius of the Original Realm and had taken down a Great Emperor, although he was just an Emperor-to-be. He had killed seven Emperors with one spear. There were so many legendary stories about him. The many cultivators standing outside Donghuang Imperial Palace were all people he had to look up to once upon a time.

But now, it was the opposite.

They could only hope that Donghuang the Great would kill Ye Futian.

They were no longer fit to be discussed in the same breath as Ye Futian.

“Get in formation!” a voice cried out, and the statues of the legendary beasts that were in front of the heavenly door to Donghuang Imperial Palace lit up with a brilliant divine light. At once, four enormous and ferocious divine beasts appeared in the sky, guarding the entrance.

The four beasts obscured the entire sky and were like real incarnations of the actual divine beasts. They emanated the emperor’s might.

In front of each beast stood a cultivator who was on the Emperor-level. Their auras matched the divine beasts as if they were born just to be part of this formation.

The six Great Emperors who controlled the Heavenly Law were not simple characters, and they had all kept their real abilities well hidden until now.

However, they were beginning to show their real prowess and the full range of their abilities to the world.

The divine dragon had a huge body that covered the entire sky. Its large eyes stared at Ye Futian and shot a terrifying golden divine light at him. At the same time, the ancestral phoenix spat out divine fire, while the qilin and the black tortoise released divine powers that charged at Ye Futian in a bid to kill him.

Ye Futian lifted his head and took one glance at the four beasts. His eyes turned into the image of a sun and a moon. All of a sudden, an unusual phenomenon occurred. A world appeared with him at the center of it.

The sun and moon sparkled with divine light, and the divine powers of Taiyang and Taiyin shot out. The divine power of Taiyang was aimed at the dragon, while that of Taiyin was aimed at the phoenix. Revolving stars were hurled at the qilin and the black tortoise.

A terrifying and phenomenal power filled the area outside Donghuang Imperial Palace for some time.

The spear in Ye Futian’s hands released a dazzling divine glow as he subsequently marched forward. With a flash, his body transformed into a stream of light that charged toward the door.

Buzz! A humongous divine matrix appeared in front of the heavenly door, stopping Ye Futian from going in. The divine matrix then generated many images that seemed to form a world in itself. The world strove to devour Ye Futian, but he lifted his hand and thrust his spear forward.

In an instant, a beam of light pierced through the air and blasted the divine matrix.

Thump! The divine matrix gave out a dull sound, and moments later, it disintegrated into pieces. The whole area seemed to have been ripped apart, and everything was shattered.

This one hit petrified the surrounding cultivators, and their faces turned deathly white. Just the aftershocks alone were suffocating.

The divine matrix collapsed and crumbled, just from a hit from a spear.

Not too long ago, this formidable divine matrix had blocked all invading cultivators. Although it was not solely due to the matrix’s power, it still played a big part in keeping the cultivators out.

Yet, when it came to Ye Futian, the divine matrix appeared so vulnerable that it could be broken by one strike.

Even the four divine beasts seemed to fear going forward now. It was like they had developed intelligence and knew they would not win.

Of course, as someone who had taken down seven Emperors with one spear, Ye Futian would naturally live up to his name.

This also meant that the cultivators who had invaded the Divine Prefecture could not hold a candle to him.

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Apart from the six Great Emperors, he was virtually untouchable by anyone. Ji Wudao was probably the only one left who could take him on.

Ye Futian continued onward, stepping into Donghuang Imperial Palace under the watchful eye of many cultivators in the imperial city.

The cultivators outside of the palace also followed him in.

Donghuang Imperial Palace was colossal and vast. Many palaces stood tall and imposing, and there were even mountains and lakes, along with numerous training grounds.

Ye Futian gazed afar to the ends of Donghuang Imperial Palace. There, a sky stairwell led to the divine palace.

In the divine palace sat Donghuang the Great on his divine throne, commanding the respect of the people of the Divine Prefecture.

And there was where Ye Futian was headed. His speed was not fast, but at every spot he passed, a terrifying bolt of divine power crashed down from the heavens. There was an elderly person sitting upright above an ancient palace.

Suddenly, Ye Futian felt like he had entered a different world. Without knowing, he had entered the Divine Domain of the Great Path of his opponent.

“The Illusory God?” Ye Futian remarked to himself.

Everything felt like the real deal. In the divine domain he was currently in, the appearance of his own world caught him by surprise. It kept evolving, in a way similar to his Micro Heavenly Path.

Boom! At that moment, the Micro Heavenly Path seemed to be breaking apart. Everything in it was demolished and then constructed again. A supreme divine power akin to the power of the Heavenly Path descended and destroyed all that was there, turning into an apocalyptic force that completely wiped out his Micro Heavenly Path.

“This is not my world.” Ye Futian looked up at the sky while muttering in his heart. He closed his eyes, and divine power surged about him. His whole body was bathed in a glorious divine glow that made it seem as if he was the master of the world.

His Micro Heavenly Path was one of its kind.

Boom! A spectacular divine power exploded onto Ye Futian and burst into the endless space. Was this an illusory spell? It had brought him into an illusory divine domain.

Ye Futian raised the spear in his hands again and, disregarding everything around him, pierced it forward.

His one strike broke all the spells!

The illusory world let out a dull, rumbling sound, and everything in front of him vanished into thin air. Things went back to normal. The elderly man he had seen just now had also disappeared; it was like he had never even existed. Ye Futian did not put much thought into it and carried on moving forward.

Just then, another bout of tyrannical force pressed upon him. Above the skies, an enormous figure of a god appeared. He held a Heavenly Divine Hammer and released it, letting it drop down upon Ye Futian. For a while, the earth rumbled, and it was as if the sky was going to be blasted to pieces.

A matchless divine might swept down and wiped everything out.

Ye Futian lifted his eyes to take a look, and his spear stuck again. The strike this time was mighty, directly going head to head with the divine hammer.

Bang! The earth seemed to be on the verge of exploding. A crack appeared on the Heavenly Divine Hammer, and subsequently, it shattered into pieces. The terrifying power of the spear continued its upward strike toward the upper skies, where the enormous figure of the god was. It hit the god, blasting him out as blood spurted from his mouth.

Even cultivators on the Emperor-level in the Imperial Palace of the Divine Prefecture were completely incapable of stopping him.

No one dared obstruct Ye Futian as he made his way forward, his spear in his hand.

He walked past many regions, finally reaching the golden sky stairwell that led to the divine throne.

An extraordinary divine might filled the area as two beings appeared at the foot of the golden sky stairwell. They were extremely beautiful ladies hovering in the air as they stared at Ye Futian.

An impressive divine might emanated from them and onto Ye Futian.

“Great Empresses,” Ye Futian murmured to himself. He never thought that the guardians of the golden sky stairwell of Donghuang Imperial Palace would be two Great Empresses.

Ye Futian lifted his eyes upward. Donghuang the Great was waiting up there!