บท 1632: The Lotus Chooses Its Master

The cultivators of Fate World had extremely hard expressions on their faces. One strike of the spear directed at them was enough to repel all the cultivators and send them running.

And now they were forbidden to compete, or they would be killed.

"Who are you?" the man in black released a dark light from his eyes and asked Ye Futian, his eyes were fixed on him.

They had never heard of this man, so why was he so strong?

The cultivators from the Xiao Clan and the illusion Island looked shocked. They did not expect Ye Futian to be so strong.

If the cultivators from the Fate World couldn't sustain that single strike, would they fare any better if the strike was aimed against them instead?

"Ye Futian from Tianhe Realm." Ye Futian replied. He looked at those from the Xiao Clan and the Illusion Island and said, "Now, can I participate in the competition?"