The Legend Of Futian Chapter 2419
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Ye Futian told Uncle Tie, Hua Jieyu, and the others to stay on the outside. This was so that they could take care of Fang Cun and the young ones outside while keeping an eye on the four major forces in case they had any tricks up their sleeves.
Only Chen Yi and Ye Futian were the two that entered the Portal of Light with Blind Chen. Ultimately this was their objective. Blind Chen asked Ye Futian to open the Relic of the Temple of Light, which would then be inherited by Chen Yi. There was no need for the others to participate.
As the cultivators entered the Portal of Light, Blind Chen, Chen Yi, and Ye Futian also stepped through the door.
Suddenly, Ye Futian had a strange feeling, as if he had entered into another world. In an instant, endless light flooded the space. And under the light, no one could open their eyes. In this space, there was nothing but the light.
It seemed that this was a world of the light.
Other people had entered as well. In this bright world, everyone seemed to be blinded. They tried to sync the power of the Great Path with the space inside this world, but the whole world was occupied by the light, and they could not sync with the Way of this world.
There was only one kind of cultivator who was able to do so to some extent, and that was those who cultivated the Method of Light.
Chen Yis released his divine consciousness, fusing his own method with the Great Path of this world. However, he found that he could only control a small area around himself. It was as if his cultivation was completely insufficient.
"This was once the place where the Temple of Light chose their disciples. It was where they received the baptism of light. Many years ago, anyone who wanted to enter the Temple of Light had to undergo the test of light—also known as the baptism of light—which was right in front of this Portal of Light. Those who failed would be killed. Only those who survived the baptism of light were qualified to enter the Temple of Light." Blind Chen continued, "Just behind the Portal of Light, there is a Murderous Matrix of the Light. I asked them to come with us inside for them to clear the way for us. Pay attention, my friend. I will also be watching out for you."
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"I got it." Ye Futian acknowledged the warning. Blind Chen was known as the old diviner by people from the city of light. The cultivators of the city of light wanted to use him to open the relic of the light, just like he was using the four major forces and had them send in their people as matrix fodder.
People at this level were far from benevolent and gentle souls.
But Ye Futian also understood that although Blind Chen firmly believed that he was the one who could open the relic, he had no idea how that could be achieved or what kind of abilities he actually possessed.
On the contrary, perhaps the man behind the scenes who guided Blind Chen knew much more. Not just about him, but also the secrets that were hidden behind the Portal of Light. He was so convinced that Ye Futian would be the one to open it.
Ye Futian now released his perception freely, and wisps of aura circulated about him. The life spirit of the ancient tree of life was swaying inside his body with a faint glow of imperial glory. He understood that in this world of light, the divine power was the one that drove this space; otherwise, it would not have been so powerful.
Therefore, ordinary cultivators were blinded in this world of light. Only those with an equivalent level may explore and see into this world, and only the power of a higher level was qualified to examine this world.
Ye Futian did not hesitate to release the aura inside his body. He directly resorted to pumping his own life spirit into this world of light. At the same time, his eyes opened, and those eyes seemed a little wicked. There were stripes across the pupils, like the eyes of a deity, probing the secrets of this world.
At this moment, Ye Futian could clearly see the area around him. It turned out to be a ruin; it looked like the aftermath of a world that had been shattered. The power of light was sprinkling down from a distance away, but everything was a little fuzzy. With his realm, he could only probe the area immediately around him.
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"This here is the shattered temple!" Ye Futian said as he stepped onto the ruins.
The cultivators in front of him continued forward, and suddenly there was a shrill scream. Ye Futian looked in the direction of the scream and saw a light from above the sky directly shining upon that person. Instantly, one could see that person's eyes revealing their agonizing pain as his hands covered his eyes. There was blood flowing from them. It was an extremely shocking sight.
Ye Futian tried to perceive what was above, but it was a bit unclear. It seemed as if a strange power enveloped this world. There seemed to be a murderous matrix that hovered above the firmament above.
"The baptism of light?" Ye Futian murmured to himself and realized right away that he could not set foot there. Over there, extremely radiant divine light penetrated the space, waiting to kill any passersby.
Blind Chen seemed to have perceived it as well. The cane in his hand hit the ground and made a sound, indicating that he had veered away from that position and followed the person who hadn't had an accident in front of him. Obviously, he had exceptional perception and was able to ascertain the specific location of the danger, thus avoiding it.
Off and on, people were attacked, and many fell. Ye Futian could see all of this clearly, except for those who were too far ahead.
The cultivators from the four major forces were proceeding with increased caution. Some even slowed down and were reluctant to be at the front. Obviously, they had become aware of Blind Chen's true intention, which was using them as sacrifices in the bid to get through to the relic.
At this time, the cultivators from the four major forces began to feel resentment in their hearts.
"Old diviner seems to know about the situations in here?" an indifferent voice questioned. The speaker was Patriarch Lin. Several figureheads also came in with everyone. Since Blind Chen had come inside, they felt there was nothing to be afraid of.
However, even they were exercising extreme caution. They followed behind the crowd, scattered behind Blind Chen. Just as Blind Chen followed behind their people, they were following behind Blind Chen.
Blind Chen did not seem to see it, nor did he care, as long as he achieved his own goal.
"I've heard some of it," Blind Chen responded.
"Stop, all of you," the patriarch of the Yu family commanded.
"Stop." Several others also spoke up. Suddenly, the cultivators from the four major forces stopped. For a time, in this small world inside the Portal of Light, everything became so quiet that they could even hear the sound of their own breathing.
"The old diviner has gotten us knee-deep in this now. At least tell us what is going on!" Patriarch Yu said coldly. Obviously, they knew that Blind Chen only told them some of the truth.
It was highly likely that Blind Chen knew the condition of the small world inside the Portal of Light.
Blind Chen stood quietly where he was and replied, "I have already told you that I know very little. You all knew the danger in here before you came in, so why bother asking again?"
"What's ahead?" the Chief of the Seven Stars Mansion asked.
This spatial world was fraught with danger, and now they wanted to know what was ahead.
Blind Chen was silent for a moment and then exclaimed, "The real Relic of the Temple of Light!"
As soon as he said that, everyone was quiet!
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