My Turn

Ye Futian stared at the two battling. The River Sunset was a long river of fire that connected the sky with the ground. The sun fell down and Golden Ravens continuously poured out. The entire martial arts podium turned into a world of flames.

This was the ability of a top Noble. If it wasn't for the matrix that sealed the martial arts podium, a Noble that wanted to kill could destroy everything. He couldn't be defeated by number. Ye Futian vaguely remembered the worries that Emperor Ye and Emperor Luo had. They were afraid of truly going to war.

"This spell matches the abilities of Lu Nantian. He probably didn't get it merely from cultivation," Ye Futian murmured.