Ancient Godly Monarch - Chapter 1075

Chapter 1075: Violent Beating

 

Ying Teng and the others all nervously watched Qin Wentian. Nobody knew what was inside the bronze gate but they understood that once the gate opened, many unexpected situations may occur.

Qin Wentian attempted placing his palm on the gate several times but all of the attempts ended in failure. Although the bronze gate started shining resplendently with immortal light, it remained locked. In the blink of an eye, several days passed. Ying Teng and the others grew more and more impatient and threatened Qin Wentian countless times. However, Qin Wentian simply ignored them and disregarded all their threats.

Today, Qin Wentian’s eyes opened as he ended his cultivation. A bright divine glow flowed around him as his palms started to shine with light. At this moment, he slammed out with a palm strike, creating a gigantic palm imprint that imprinted itself onto the bronze gate’s runic diagram. At this very instant, the countless runes on the gate started to rearrange themselves, forming a row of runes. Bright light shot out as a gap opened. The light grew brighter and brighter as the two halves of the gate were pulled to either side, creating an opening.

“BOOM!” At this instant, the people here all erupted forth with full power as they rushed into the gate.

Inside the gate was a tunnel with puppeted armors forming lines on both the left and right within. These armors seemed like a defensive divine weapon and were in the form of humans.

“These are immortal puppets.” Ying Teng and the others glanced around. Those rows of puppets were immortal-ranked puppets and seemed to be perfect in terms of construction. They could be used effortlessly by people.

They instantly rushed forward wanting to grab a puppeted armor for themselves. However, no matter what they did, they couldn’t move the armors in the slightest.

Behind them, the bronze gate slammed shut. The runic diagram on the back of the gate was the exact same as the one in front.

Qin Wentian stared at these human-form puppted armors. These were simply perfect. One needed an extremely advanced forging method to create these things. At the chest-part of the armor, a palm engraving could be seen there. At this moment Qin Wentian understood that only he alone was able to activate these puppeted armors.

His silhouette flashed, Qin Wentian walked to the front of a puppeted armor. However, there was already someone there. That person hurriedly touched the puppeted armor, but he failed to store it away no matter what he did.

“Scram.” One of them icily stated when they saw Qin Wentian coming over.

Qin Wentian erupted forth instantly with tyrannical might. A humming sound rang out from within his body, as a sword rune manifested in his hand. He slashed out with the speed of lightning, his opponent’s expression drastically changed and retreated explosively but considering how close they were and Qin Wentian launching a sudden attack, how could his opponent be able to evade it?

His opponent had his hands held around his throat as he stared at Qin Wentian in disbelief. He wanted to speak but only unintelligible sounds came out. Qin Wentian then punched out, destroying his opponent’s immortal foundation, sending him flying through the air. His expression was ice-cold, did these people really think that they would be able to control him by forming an alliance? How ridiculous.

Powerful auras gushed over, a group of experts stared at Qin Wentian as they exuded killing intent. Ying Teng and the others also walked over with cold gazes.

The experts from the Southern Phoenix Clan and the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect hurried and gathered in front of Qin Wentian, protecting him.

“Make a path for me.” Qin Wentian spoke. The people in front of him then stepped to the side as Qin Wentian walked alone towards Ying Teng and the people in his alliance.

“Are you intending to rebel? Ying Teng’s eyes gleamed with a cold light as he stared at Qin Wentian.

“You only know how to brag. Do you dare to battle?” Qin Wentian coldly spole.

“How laughable.” Waving his hand, the experts on his side rushed forward and surrounded Qin Wentian and his comrades.

“Forming an alliance?” Qin Wentian mockingly laughed as he pointed to the bronze gate. “I guarantee that no one who dares to stand with Ying Teng would be able to leave here. Other than me, no one can open the gate, since you guys want to join with Ying Teng to deal with me, get him to bring you out then.”

The countenances of everyone froze, staring at the closed gate. The back and front of the gate were the same, and Qin Wentian was the only one who can open this gate.

“Do you all really want to test me? Believe me, I will do what I said.” Qin Wentian stated. After which, a majority of the experts here started to retreat. This caused Ying Teng’s expression to fall as his countenance turned incredibly ugly to behold.

“Do you really think you are very mighty?” Qin Wentian stared at Ying Teng as he spoke. “Who the hell do you think you are?”

After which, he disregarded Ying Teng and walked towards that puppeted armor. His palm pressed down on the mini diagram inscribed on the chest part of the armor and a bright light flashed in response. The puppeted armor opened up, Qin Wentian then walked into it as it closed again, fusing together with his body, adjusting perfectly to his size.

Qin Wentian’s immortal foundation released immortal energy as the function of that puppeted armor came into effect. A bright light flashed and an overwhelming might umpteen times stronger than Qin Wentian’s current cultivation level gushed outward. He then stepped out moving towards Ying Teng. Several experts from the Ying Clan instantly appeared around Ying Teng as they stared at Qin Wentian with trepidation.

“BOOM!” A fearsome power erupted forth from his armored palm. The power transformed into a beam of intense light with enough power to eradicate all existences. The experts arong Ying Teng simultaneously launched their attacks, two demonic pythons were summoned as the impact sounded out thunderously, the destructive aftershocks ravaged the area. Ying Teng was completely surrounded by his own people protectively as all of them coldly looked at Qin Wentian.

“Everyone, there’s no need to feel nervous. I’m merely testing out the puppeted armor. It seems to be pretty powerful.” Qin Wentian laughed.

The experts from the Ying Clan furrowed their brows. After Qin Wentian wore the puppeted armor, his strength shot up to another level. Borrowing the power from the puppeted armor, his combat prowess was able to reach the peak of the immortal-foundation realm. From this, one could see how domineeringly strong the puppeted armor was.

“You are very arrogant.” Ying Teng stared at Qin Wentian and spoke.

“Same as you.” Qin Wentian replied. He walked towards the other sets of puppeted armors and opened them up. After which, he turned to Nanfeng Yunxi, Jun Mengchen and the rest as he spoke, “Step into the puppeted armor and you will easily be able to control their strength.”

The construction of these puppeted armors was simply perfect. It could only be activated by God’s Hand and after someone was inside, they had no need to stress over control. One only had to activate their immortal energy naturally and the amplifier would do the rest.

Nanfeng Yunxi, Jun Mengchen, Nanfeng Shengge and Purgatory prepared to enter the puppeted armors but at this moment, Ying Teng commanded, “Stop them!”

The experts in the surroundings all had ugly expressions on their faces. If Qin Wentian activated the armors and allowed his low-level immortals comrades to enter, the combat prowess of his comrades would instantly soared to a level where nobody here could stop them.

“For those who wish to die here, you guys can test me if you want to.” Qin Wentian icily spoke. Instantly, many people hesitated. As for Nanfeng Yunxi and rest, they walked past these people and stepped into the armor. The moment they entered the puppeted armor, it would achieve a perfection fusion with their bodies, easily boosting their strength. They then walked over to Qin Wentian and the group of them in armor gave everyone else in the surroundings a great pressure.

Qin Wentian and Jun Mengchen walked in the lead. Everywhere they passed by, those people all gave way to them. Everytime Qin Wentian activated an armor, he would allow someone from the Southern Phoenix Clan or the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect to enter them. This scene caused everyone else to be extremely shocked. This Qin Wentian…was he planning to take possession of all the puppeted armors here?

Finally, everyone from the Southern Phoenix Clan and the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect were all clad in the puppeted armors.

Qin Wentian’s gaze landed on Ying Teng, and through the eyes of the puppeted armor, Ying Teng was seemingly able to feel the cold intent exuded from Qin Wentian.

“For those who have nothing to do with this, you all best disperse.” Qin Wentian spoke. And a few moments later, other than the experts from Ying Clan, everyone else backed away.

“What do you intend to do?” An expert from the ancient Ying Clan asked.

“You guys deal with the others from the Ying Clan. Leave Ying Teng to me.” Qin Wentian stated. In this case, the experts on his side would possess an overwhelming advantage. Clad in that armor, it was almost impossible to even injure them. Even those from the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect and the Violet Emperor Sect who wanted to kill Qin Wentian badly, also chose to retreat at this moment.

“You even dare to touch us from the ancient Ying Clan?” Someone exclaimed coldly.

“Do it.” Qin Wentian didn’t mince his word as he commanded. The armored experts directly rushed into the crowd of experts from the Ying Clan and begin launching ferocious attacks. The Ying Clan’s experts frenziedly defended and in just a mere instant, chaos erupted everywhere. Those who had no business here all retreated faraway, they didn’t want the aftershocks from the impact of the attacks to injure them.

The intensity of the combat soared up into a crescendo. Qin Wentian and his comrades were fully armored and they could even split apart divine weapons directly with their hands. They were like an indomitable force, a tiger among wolves, instantly suppressing and dominating those from the Ying Clan.

“What a powerful puppeted armor.” Everyone was taken aback by the power. Even divine weapons were useless against it. Each and every attack Qin Wentian and his comrades unleashed through the armor were akin to attacks augmented by God’s Hand. Very swiftly, The Ying Clan’s experts were heavily injured. Ying Teng frenziedly retreated, he was also clad in armor and had an immortal weapon in hand. However, the power he could unleash through his immortal weapon was limited.

“YOU DARE?!” Upon seeing Qin Wentian closing in on him, Ying Teng roared loudly.

“BOOM!” A gigantic palm imprint smashed towards Ying Teng and with a rumbling sound the fearsome force slammed right into him forcing him to the ground. Even though he used his immortal weapon to negate some of the power, it was still useless.

“BANG!” Qin Wentian aimed his foot and launched a kick at Ying Teng, causing him to soar through the air as he screamed in pain and agony. Ying Teng then coughed out a mouthful of blood.

“I’M GOING TO KILL YOU!” Ying Teng roared in rage. His clan members wanted to aid him but they were all obstructed. When Qin Wentian flew over, he directly stomp down with his foot, crushing Ying Teng to the ground. Everyone could feel the ground shake as they perspired cold sweat for Ying Teng. This Qin Wentian was truly daring indeed!

Chapter 1076: Saint Lord

 

Ying Teng was trampled by Qin Wentian underneath his foot. His prestige and face was completely gone. His eyes flared with fire, and just as the immortal might of his immortal foundation was about to erupt forth, Qin Wentian stomped down once again, jolting him so badly that he had no opportunity to use immortal energy to attack. He could only lie there, allowing Qin Wentian to trample on him freely.

“Qin Wentian. I, Ying Teng, vow that I will make you suffer a fate worse than death.” Ying Teng was a prideful individual, a heaven chosen of the ancient Ying Clan with a lofty status. He had never suffered so much humiliation before.

“BOOM!” Another stomp slammed down. Ying Teng felt his inner organs were on the very verge of shattering, as he danced to and fro around the boundary of life and death. This torment was unable to activate the protective immortal sense on him. Qin Wentian had excellent control on his strength.

“Continue being arrogant.” Qin Wentian’s face was ice cold. Ying Teng wanted to use him as a key to open the treasury gate? And even used the people of the Southern Phoenix Clan and Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect as a tool to threaten him? In that case, he will teach this Ying Teng well on the code of conduct of being a human.

“IF YOU HAVE THE GUTS, JUST KILL ME!” Ying Teng screamed. Qin Wentian’s actions were much more painful than simply killing him.

“It’s too troublesome to kill you. If I did so, the experts from your clan are going to hunt me down. Killing the small ones brings out the old ones, these actions are the style of all of you great clans. My cultivation base is still so low, how can I fight head-on with your Ying Clan?” Qin Wentian laughed, his words causing those from the Ying Clan to heave a sigh of relief. As expected, Qin Wentian didn’t dare to kill Ying Teng.

“However, I have too much time on my hands. Killing you is too troublesome but if I choose to torture you slowly instead, the Ying Clan would be too embarrassed to hunt down a junior like me when one of their descendants was defeated so miserably by someone of the same generation as him, right?” An evil-looking smile curled up Qin Wentian’s lips. “After all, it’s only normal for a heaven chosen to be injured and suffer some setbacks. It would only serve to be a good motivational tool for them to grow further.”

After speaking, Qin Wentian stomped down again. With a thunderous boom, the hearts of everyone pounded as Ying Teng screamed. The crowd could clearly sense how much pain Ying Teng was in now. His hatred for Qin Wentian had most probably reached the point where he wanted nothing more than to tear Qin Wentian into a million pieces.

However, Qin Wentian was right. Ying Teng being injured and suffering some setbacks wouldn’t be enough to merit the Ying Clan to act on his behalf. In fact after suffering so much humiliation, Ying Teng also didn’t have the face to report this matter to the elders of his clan. If he did so, how could he still hold his head up high in his clan? His reputation would be tarnished forever and his status would suffer hugely.

“Ying Teng, feel free to tell your elders about this. Say how you were tortured and abused by me. In that case, maybe your elders would take extra care of you in the future.” Qin Wentian could guess Ying Teng’s train of thoughts. His words made Ying Teng’s countenance turn the color of dead ashes.

“This mad man…” Everyone felt their hearts shaking when they stared at Qin Wentian. He was truly a mad man. Under such humiliation, it was highly likely Ying Teng would develop a heart demon from now on.

Jiang Ziyu’s eyes gleamed as he watched Qin Wentian abusing Ying Teng from faraway.

“In the future, you guys best be more careful if you run into this man.” Jiang Ziyu spoke to the people beside him. From Qin Wentian, he could feel a certain wildness that contained hints of madness yet was also filled with clarity. He didn’t kill Ying Teng, yet he made Ying Teng endure an agony worse than death.

At the same time as Qin Wentian was abusing Ying Teng, he stared at his comrades still in combat as he spoke, “Remember to show mercy. Don’t kill them. Just make sure they are crippled to the state where they can’t move.”

“Roger that senior brother!” Jun Mengchen laughed, his eyes glimmering with excitement. The armors granted them complete advantage, as they easily suppressed the experts of the Ying Clan. Not too long after, every one of their enemies were lying on the ground.

Right now, Ying Teng could no longer move. He laid limply on the ground, Qin Wentian then carried him and walked towards the bronze gate. Placing his palm there, the gate opened and he tossed Ying Teng out. The others did the same as well, tossing out the experts of the Ying Clan like they were garbage.

They came in with arrogance and went out in such a miserable state. Not only did they not gain any benefits, they were badly humiliated.

“I heard you guys wanted to kill me?” Qin Wentian’s gaze shifted to those from the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect and the Violet Emperor Sect, his tone filled with a teasing note. This caused the hearts of these people all to tremble as they silently curse at Qin Wentian. Earlier, Qin Wentian ignored them, allowing them to watch how he abused the Ying Clan, securing his dominant position in their hearts.

“Dongsheng Ting and Zi Yunwu died?” Qin Wentian suddenly asked, causing the expressions of everyone to turn cold as they stared at Qin Wentian.

“Seems like it is so. What a pity I didn’t get to kill him myself. Since this is the case, I’m sure the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor and the Violet Emperor would treat you guys ‘kindly.’ I won’t act against you all then, please feel free to leave.” After speaking, Qin Wentian stepped aside, opening up a path for them to exit.

Those from the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect and the Violet Emperor Sect hurriedly stepped out with unsightly expressions. Indeed, for Dongsheng Ting’s and Zi Yunwu’s death, both the immortal emperors would surely vent their anger on them. Once an immortal emperor is enraged, they would definitely lose their lives. They were thinking whether they should return or not. If they didn’t return, the immortal emperors might send out a kill order for them.

Seeing those people leaving, Qin Wentian then turned to Jiang Ziyu and the others as he smiled, “Brother Jiang.”

Jiang Ziyu stared at Qin Wentian and smiled back, “Is Brother Qin truly not keen to come visit my Jiang Clan as a guest?”

“Not now, if I want to go in the future I will let you know again.” Qin Wentian laughed.

“Sure. I will wait for Brother Qin’s arrival.” Jiang Ziyu smiled. With a wave of his hand he led those from the Jiang Clan away.

“Do you guys need me to invite you out personally?” Qin Wentian stared at the rest of the experts from the various major powers as he spoke. Their countenances were ashen. Right now Qin Wentian and his comrades were all clad in the puppeted armor. If they were to fight now, only peak-level immortal-foundation experts will be able to put up a fight. For those with weaker cultivation bases, they would instantly be slaughtered. They had no choice but to leave.

This trip into the Ancient Mountain was a wasted one. They didn’t obtain God’s Hand and the so-called treasures left behind by Ancient Emperor Yi – these puppeted armors – actually needed God’s Hand to activate.

Very swiftly everyone left, only those from the Southern Phoenix Clan and Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect remained.

They headed deeper into the interior and the bronze gate automatically closed. There were many puppeted armors here and although the forms were different, the boost in strength was relatively the same. Heading through the path in the center, they came to another bronze gate. It seems that in this place, both the front and back were sealed by gates.

Qin Wentian suddenly felt that it was a little funny. Could these armors be left behind to prevent the pursuit of the successor’s enemies? If it was so, the person who planned this truly was farsighted.

After opening this secondary gate, a beam of light erupted forth and a gentle wind could be felt. Qin Wentian stood at the entrance as he stared dumbfoundedly at the scene before him.

“This…” Nanfeng Yunxi exclaimed in surprise. Not only for her and Qin Wentian, everyone else was stunned when they saw this. Their eyes that were blocked by the armor, were shining with the light of astonishment.

Before them was a stairway that led downwards. Qin Wentian continued down and the others followed. It led to an airspace above a gigantic slab of rock and right before their eyes, was a steep and gigantic mountain with numerous palaces built upon it in methodical and logical order.

They were standing right at the peak and had an extremely good field of view from their position. In fact, they could even see human-like figures moving about.

Staring into the horizons, because the distance was simply too far, the buildings and humans far away were as tiny as ants. There was no doubt, this place… was a city.

Floating higher up, he stared in all directions. Qin Wentian discovered that the position he was in wasn’t the endpoint of this space. On the contrary, it was right in the center, it felt like this location was a king among mountains and from this vantage point, he could see every corner of this space.

There were not only humans here. It seemed like an entire world.

From below, several figures soared up into the air. These figures were all clad in armor and there were over thousands. All of them stared at Qin Wentian and his comrades as they split themselves into two rows. From below, even more experts gathered as more and more people rushed over here. These experts all had an extraordinary aura and their eyes were bright with spirit, as though they all had immense combat prowess. Among them, a middle-aged man stepped out. He stared at Qin Wentian and the others and spoke in bewilderment. “Why are there so many people here? May I ask which among you was the one who opened the gate?”

Qin Wentian stepped forward and replied, “That’s me.”

The middle-aged man glanced Qin Wentian for a moment. And to everyone’s surprise, he actually bowed low as he respectfully called out, “We welcome the arrival of the Saint Lord.”

“We welcome the arrival of the Saint Lord.” From all directions, those experts who appeared here all bowed to Qin Wentian as they respectfully echoed.

“We welcome the arrival of the Saint Lord.” Those guards clad in armor actually even knelt upon one knee on the air. In an instant, their voices thundered through the entire mountain range, like the tidal waves of an ocean, shaking the hearts of people.

Qin Wentian stood there dumbfounded. Nanfeng Yunxi and the others were staring around in confusion, not understanding what was going on as well.

Saint Lord?

Why were these people so respectful to Qin Wentian and referring to him as the Saint Lord?

“Can you explain what’s going on?” Qin Wentian asked.

“Saint Lord, please come with me.” The middle-aged man stretched his hand out in invitation. Qin Wentian slowly stepped forward as his comrades followed behind him, all of them filled with curiosity.

The middle-aged man led the way. He descended down through the air and walked towards the buildings and palaces. Over here, the buildings weren’t as clustered. Yet all of them exuded an air of grandness, giving Qin Wentian a strange feeling. This feeling felt extremely marvelous as though each and every building contained a surge of battle might. This was a formless kind of power, the power of combat.

“Saint Lord, can you remove the puppeted armor? These armors were created by people of our tribe, there’s no need for the Saint Lord to guard against us.” That middle-aged man stated. Qin Wentian smiled, indeed he didn’t sense any ill intent from the man at all. He then nodded and removed the armor, showing his true features.

The middle-aged man stared at Qin Wentian as his eyes gleamed with sharpness. “Saint Lord is so young, you are truly someone extraordinary and are much younger compared to the Saint Lord of the previous generation who came by in the past.”

“Saint Lord of the previous generation? Ancient Emperor Yi?” Qin Wentian’s eyes flickered. Could it be that this place wasn’t left behind by Ancient Emperor Yi? Ancient Emperor Yi was the same as him – an outsider who managed to enter through his own comprehension of God’s Hand?

Chapter 1077: Battle Saint Tribe

 

In the ancient palace, more and more experts gathered here. Among them were many youngsters, all of them had curiosity in their eyes as they stared at Qin Wentian.

They had heard of too many legends with regards to their tribe. They knew the weightage the Saint Lord carried but when they saw how young Qin Wentian was, they felt extremely interesting.

“Gather those of our tribe and head to the ancestral lands.” The middle-aged man’s voice rang out, instantly permeating this entire space. Experts from all directions started to move as the people in this world headed to a specific location. At the same time, there were some who waited on the experts from the Southern Phoenix Clan and the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect. That middle-aged man then spoke to Qin Wentian, “Saint Lord, as in accordance with your status, you might need to go with me alone into the ancestral lands. I can explain matters to the Saint Lord there then.”

Qin Wentian mused for a moment before he nodded, “Sure.”

“Take good care of our guests.” The middle-aged man commanded before bringing Qin Wentian and soaring towards a direction.

“Senior, is this place a world?” Qin Wentian curiously asked.

“Saint Lord, my name is Qi Dongliu, you can call me by my name directly, there’s no need to refer to me as senior.” Qi Dongliu hurriedly stated. “This place is indeed a world, but it cannot stand equal to the particle worlds out there. This is a place the first-generation Saint Lord prepared for our tribe to live in safely. He sealed this place and created three worlds for us.”

“Three worlds?” Qin Wentian asked, with a bewildered look on his face.

“Yes, three worlds. This is the first world. There’s still the second and third world.” Qi Dongliu explained. This caused Qin Wentian’s eyes to flicker, he couldn’t help but to think back to the other two bronze gates. Could it be that these three bronze gates corresponded to the three worlds Qi Dongliu was speaking of?

Qi Dongliu brought Qin Wentian along as they sped past several caverns. After some time, they came to a place of desolation that seemed akin to an ancient battlefield with stone platforms and huge rocks and mountains all around. At this moment, many people stood atop the mountains around the area. Their bodies exuded a vast aura as their qi and blood could be strongly felt. Their eyes shone with spirit and a powerful will, it was clear that these people all possessed overwhelming combat prowess.

Qi Dongliu brought Qin Wentian to the mountain before the central stone platform. Staring at the others, Qi Dongliu spoke, “Why are you guys not paying respect to the Saint Lord yet?”

“We pay our respects to Saint Lord.” Everyone stared at Qin Wentian before dipping into a bow. However, Qin Wentian discovered that the eyes of some of these people weren’t sincere and was filled with the intent to battle when they stared at him.

“Saint Lord please don’t be offended. These young fellows lack a heart of reverence to the history of our tribe. However, the people of our tribe are all good men. Even if they don’t sincerely respect you in their hearts, they would never do something openly disrespectful or go against you.”

Qi Dongliu spoke, his words causing Qin Wentian’s eyes to flicker. What a tyrannical tribe name these people had.

“Battle Saint Tribe!” Qin Wentian mumbled. There were many ancient clans and tribes in the immortal realms. An example were the Southern Phoenix Clan, Ying Clan and the Jiang Clan, all of these were major clans that had lasted countless years. Other than them, there were naturally many other ancient powers in the entire immortal realms but for an ancient power daring to name themselves with the shocking name of ‘Battle Saint Tribe,’ there was only a rare few.

“Right, the Battle Saint Tribe.” Qi Dongliu nodded, he then continued to explain, “Saint Lord should still not know about the fact that our tribe existed. Our tribe also has no idea of the current outside world. But according to our ancient records and ancestral teachings, we know that once in the past, we are the ultimate tribe who stood at the peak of countless worlds, peering with disdain down at everything under the heavens, and having unparalleled combat prowess.”

When they heard Qi Dongliu’s words, the eyes of the young experts at the top of the different peaks all gleamed with sharpness as they felt hot blood coursing through their veins. The legend of their glorious past has been branded into their minds ever since they were kids. The ancestral teachings taught them never to forget their identity, never to forget how strong they once were. Maybe one day, they would be able to climb back up to the peak.

“Battle Saint Tribe, an ancient powerful tribe who stood at the peak of the world?” Qin Wentian’s eyes flickered, he recalled the memories his father left for him in his mind. The clan which he father turned his back upon, was that clan also a power that was similar to this?

“Naturally, all that is already history. From now on, other than the story reminding us of our glorious past, it has no more use to it.” Qi Dongliu suddenly stated again, sounding disappointed. “From the ancient records and ancestral teachings, we knew that countless years ago, a great change occured and our tribe was met with a calamity. The Battle Saint Sacred Bones which were the most important to our people, were all plundered away from us. Our clan was narrowly completely annihilated, but luckily our ancestor managed to escape with his life which then led to the current Battle Saint Tribe you see today.”

Qin Wentian believed Qi Dongliu’s words. No matter how powerful a clan or tribe was, through the long river of time, there would be moments when they were at the peak of the mountain. How many powerful tribes and clans were there in the entire universe? After million years of evolution and changes, who could guarantee that any tribe would remain as strong and invincible as they were?

This layer of immortal realms was once dominated by several Ancient Emperors before but their empire eventually also collapsed and fell apart. Outstanding heroes appeared throughout time and time could change everything. How many powerful ancient clans have disappeared into history with no one else remembering their names? Seeing that the Battle Saint Tribe could still have a faction remaining until this day, was actually considered something very fortunate.

“Our clan wasn’t wiped out completely and survived with luck. This was all due to the first-generation Saint Lord’s help. In order for us to evade the calamity, the first-generation Saint Lord suggested that we move in here and sever all connections with the outside world. Only the Saint Lords of differing generations would be able to enter here and he can bring out a number of our tribe members to roam the world outside. At the same time, he has to aid us in our ultimate goal – to find the Battle Saint Sacred Bone that was stolen from our Battle Saint Ancestor through a battle all those years ago.”

“Why don’t you guys exit this place all together?” Qin Wentian asked.

“Saint Lord might not know this. Although our tribe members reproduce fast, those who could truly awaken the bloodline of the Battle Saint Tribe and grow a Battle Saint Sacred Bone were all extremely rare. Saint Lord has already seen the people here. These people are the rare few who has a Battle Saint Sacred Bone between the times of yours and the previous generation Saint Lord’s arrival. Naturally this is only the first world. There are some with the Battle Saint Sacred Bone who have already advanced to the second and third world.

Qin Wentian stared at his surroundings as he frowned, “Aren’t these too few in number?”

“The number of those who awaken the bloodline in the first world cannot be compared to the upper worlds. Because after entering the immortal king realm, our tribe members would all choose to head to the second and third world. In addition, our talent is naturally high and there are many who can step into the immortal king realm. Hence, the people you see here are mostly the younger ones. In the future when Saint Lord arrives at the second world, you would be able to see even more tribe members.” Qi Dongliu spoke. Qin Wentian also had long noticed that the people here were all at the immortal-foundation realm. So it turned out that most of them have already left and headed to the second world.

“So my conjecture was right. The other two bronze gates are connected to the upper worlds. That should be so in order to prevent weaker people from entering.” Qin Wentian mused silently.

“Qi Dongliu, didn’t you say earlier that the Battle Saint Sacred Bone of your ancestor was stolen in combat? Why would the tribe members still be able to grow one?” Qin Wentian asked in confusion.

“According to our ancient records, the Sacred Bone plundered from our ancestor was the most important inheritance for our tribe. It contained boundless profound secrets of the Great Dao and there was a chance that it would be able to be passed on to our descendants. Through the generations, there would always be a Battle Saint King born among us. But naturally after that calamity and our Inheritance Sacred Bone was stolen away, our tribe was no longer able to produce a Saint Battle King and our talent dwindled too much, our potential reduced to merely this extent.” Qi Dongliu sighed, his words causing Qin Wentian’s heart to tremble.

If what Qi Dongliu said was the truth, considering the fact that the people with the Battle Saint Sacred Bones of this era are all still able to step into the immortal king realm despite the fact that their talents have been weakened, how powerful was the Battle Saint Tribe then? They must be a tribe who stood at the very peak. The glorious era of past times was truly hard to imagine.

“Back then, the first-generation Saint Lord took on a huge risk and faced dangers to his life just to aid us in our survival despite having no further requests and he was unwilling to allow our name to fade in history. Our entire tribe is filled with endless gratitude for the great kindness the first-generation Saint Lord has shown us and we divulged the unique Battle Saint Art of our tribe, allowing him to study it. The first-generation Saint Lord was truly an extraordinary character, he was able to gain more insights from our Battle Saint Art and created and evolved it into a supremely strong ability. Saint Lord, the inheritance you obtained should be none other than that ability the first-generation Saint Lord had created.”

Qi Dongliu continued, “Also, the ancestor and the first-generation Saint Lord had an agreement. In the future, the members of our tribe would aid his successors, regarding them as Saint Lord. The Saint Lords of each generation would be able to mobilize half of our entire strength to roam the outside world. For those who remained here, they would continue to reproduce in peace and safety. The members of our tribe would regard the Saint Lord as our master but we hope that he would be able to aid us to grow as well. Those who went out together with the previous Saint Lords wouldn’t return to us anymore. Other than supporting the Saint Lord, they were tasked with investigating the disappearance of our Inheritance Sacred Bone, and entrusted with the mission of returning our tribe to its former glory.”

Qin Wentian’s gaze flickered as he suddenly asked, “What if many Saint Lords appeared in the same generation?”

“That isn’t likely to happen. The first-generation Saint Lord said before that for those who could obtain his secret art and open the gates to arrive here, their talent could only be described as tyrannical and they were destined to dominate the immortal realms. For people like that, only a rare few would appear in the same generation. Even if there were plenty of characters like that, it was impossible for them to gain the inheritance at the same time. With such odds, the probability of it happening was basically nil. But if that really happened, we would just have two Saint Lords then.” Qi Dongliu smiled. Qin Wentian’s eyes gleamed with sharpness. The talent to dominate the entire immortal realms?

The first-generation Saint Lord was truly confident.

So it turned out that God’s Hand wasn’t created by Ancient Emperor Yi. It was someone from a generation before Emperor Yi who created it – the first-generation Saint Lord.

Qin Wentian suddenly recalled a character. He then asked, “Are you guys acquainted with Emperor Yu?”

Emperor Yu was rumored to be the servant of Ancient Emperor Yi.

And those from the Battle Saint Tribe termed Emperor Yi as the second-generation Saint Lord.

“Yu!” Qi Dongliu’s eyes flickered, “I once looked through the ancient records. The previous generation Saint Lord brought a member of our tribe named Yu out when he roamed the world. I do not know if there’s any connection between these.

“In that case, it’s most probably right.” Qin Wentian smiled. So it turns out that Emperor Yu isn’t merely protecting the secret art of God’s Hand, he was protecting his tribe members as well. In that case, those experts around Emperor Yu, were they all from the Battle Saint Tribe too?

Chapter 1078: Treasury

 

“Saint Lord.” At this moment, Qi Dongliu’s expression grew heavy as he stared at Qin Wentian.

“What’s the matter?” Qin Wentian asked.

“We didn’t expect that the arrival of a new Saint Lord would include so many people. For the secret regarding our tribe, I hope that Saint Lord wouldn’t mention anything to the people from the external world. Although it’s difficult for outsiders to enter here, I’m afraid once news about our tribe is leaked, our powerful enemies from the past might catch wind of it and hunt us down.” Qi Dongliu spoke. “Naturally, Saint Lord can come here to look for us any time you wish.”

This faction of the Battle Saint Tribe survived against all odds, and those who exited these three worlds were tasked with the mission of reviving their ancient glory, searching for hope. The people remaining here were to procreate, ensuring their lineage was protected. As long as the tribe wasn’t destroyed, there was always the hope that one of the descendants would succeed in the future. This was the hope of the entire Battle Saint Tribe.

“Don’t worry. I will definitely keep this a secret from everyone, including my friends.” Qin Wentian solemnly nodded. This was an extremely big matter, regarding the Inheritance Sacred Bone of the Battle Saint Tribe. If this information was leaked, the entire immortal realms would surely be caught in the commotion.

“However, there are many strange and unusual methods in the external world. What if people from the Battle Saint Tribe encountered danger when they are roaming the world and have their memories searched by others? Wouldn’t your secret be divulged then?” Qin Wentian asked.

“How could we not have considered this? The men of our Saint Battle Tribe are innate warriors by birth. If they truly encountered such an incident, they would use a secret art to wipe out their memories completely before commiting suicide.” Qi Dongliu replied. Qin Wentian nodded. In that case, unless the Saint Lord betrays them, the secret of the Battle Saint Tribe would never be divulged. Naturally, the Battle Saint Tribe are pledged to be followers of the Saint Lord, the Saint Lord wouldn’t have a reason to betray the tribe.

“Saint Lord, in our first world, all those who awakened their bloodlines and possess a Battle Saint Bone are all gathered here. You can select half of them to follow you. They will immediately make a vow to be your protectors and their only hope is that as the Saint Lord matures, you would be able to pull them along.” Qi Dongliu pointed to the younger experts here as he spoke.

Qin Wentian’s eyes flashed. The people here were truly the younger ones. However, their auras were vast and their battle intent intense. The Battle Saint Tribe’s members were innate warriors. During the time when they were at their peak, there were even Battle Saint Kings produced then.

“Who among you guys are willing to follow me to roam the outside world?” Qin Wentian asked.

“Me.”

“Me, me…”

Numerous figures stood up straight as all of them took a step forward with no exceptions. Everyone was willing to head out to roam the world. In this space, they had no true opponents and it was rare for them to find a chance to grow. Compared to protecting this world and continuing their lineage, they would rather choose to roam the world and chase after the glory which belonged to their ancestors. That, was their life mission. So what if they would encounter numerous dangers if they went out? So what if they aren’t allowed to return here forever if they left this place? They were still filled with boundless courage and an indomitable conviction to press forward.

They were innate top-tier warriors, how could they be fine with mediocracy?

Qin Wentian could sense their courage when he glanced at them. Although many among them had no sincere respect for him, they were still willing to follow him out with no hesitation because this was their mission.

Qin Wentian took a step forward and stared at everyone. He then spoke, “I, Qin Wentian, have a cultivation base at the first-level of immortal foundation. I might be very weak, and this level of cultivation cannot be compared to many among you. I came here accidentally and became your Saint Lord. But now, I will swear to the heavens that in the future I, Qin Wentian, will treat you with respect and will never do anything to betray the Battle Saint Tribe and or any of you either or I would be annihilated by the forces of the heavens and earth.”

“Now, I similarly need a vow from you guys. The reason is because I do not wish for those who follow me to eventually become a burden and would do something disrespectful or even betray me. I won’t force you guys, but if there are no vows made, I won’t bring any of you out.” Qin Wentian indifferently spoke.

“Make a vow using the name of our Battle Saint Tribe.” Qi Dongliu stepped out, as he stood in the center of the crowd.

The eyes of everyone flashed, they turned to Qi Dongliu before shouting in a loud voice, “We will make a vow with the name of our Battle Saint Tribe!”

“Us from the Battle Saint Tribe are all willing to follow after the Saint Lord of this generation, Qin Wentian. The orders of the Saint Lord will be followed with the highest priority. If there’s anyone who dares to betray the Saint Lord, may heaven and earth bear witness that our tribe would never return to our former glory.” Qi Dongliu vowed heavily as the others echoed, with solemn expressions on their faces.

Qin Wentian stared at them all as he nodded. Obtaining God’s Hand is already considered an extremely great harvest. He didn’t imagine that because he cultivated God’s Hand, he would be able to come here and become the Saint Lord of the Battle Saint Tribe.

However since he came across this good fortune, Qin Wentian naturally wouldn’t want to miss it. This was something of benefit to both parties.

Hence, after he heard the story of the Battle Saint Tribe, Qin Wentian knew that he had an opportunity to forge a super strong army that belongs to him alone, and would be able to grow together alongside with him as he roamed the world. This isn’t a force from the Heavenly Talisman Realm or the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect. It was a force that belonged to him alone and would only listen to his orders.

Qin Wentian waved his hands and an ancient treasured cauldron appeared. This cauldron expanded in form and landed on the ground as Qin Wentian spoke, “In this cauldron, the legendary Sacred Luminance can be found within. It’s able to evolve your physique, and also stimulate your potential. However, the Sacred Luminance is extremely domineering and contains immense destructive might. If you are unable to endure it, you must give up immediately. But I believe that as experts from the Battle Saint Tribe, nobody would be destroyed by the Sacred Luminance.”

“Sacred Luminance.” Qi Dongliu froze before excitement showed on his face. He bowed to Qin Wentian deeply, “Many thanks to Saint Lord.”

“You can go and baptize yourself as well.” Qin Wentian spoke. Qi Dongliu nodded and stepped out. The experts from the Battle Saint Tribe all flew to the top of the cauldron and entered one by one.

Qin Wentian’s body flickered as he appeared in the air above the cauldon. Staring within, he could see the experts of the Battle Saint Tribe showed no hesitation and dived right into the Sacred Luminance, experiencing the torturous baptism. Qin Wentian could feel an overwhelming intent to do battle within their blood as well as the mystical power of their Battle Saint Sacred Bones. This was something innate to them, they were naturally-born warriors.

In this world, there are many innately powerful clans and tribes. They were extraordinary the moment they were born.

For people from the Battle Saint Tribe, all of them were able to withstand the baptism of the Sacred Luminance. They were all capable of enduring it.

Upon seeing this scene, Qin Wentian’s silhouette flashed as he returned to his previous position. He sat there cross-legged in mediation. Within the universe, the thirty-three layers of immortal realms, and the countless number of particle worlds…There were still powerful tribes and clans like that which his father and mother belonged to. Even though he was now an immortal, the path ahead was still very long.

The Inheritance Sacred Bone was plundered by people, everything his father possessed was plundered away in that memory by his own clan as well. This Battle Saint Tribe wanted to grow stronger for the sake of returning to their past glory. Qin Wentian wanted to do so to find answers.

At the mountain where the palaces and other buildings were located, the experts from the Southern Phoenix Clan and the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect were warmly treated. However, Qin Wentian seemed to have disappeared completely. According to a serving girl, this place was a world ruled by the Battle Saint Tribe. Not only did Qin Wentian disappear, he was accompanied by several core members of the tribe as they brought him to the ancestral lands. As for why they referred to Qin Wentian as Saint Lord, the servants had no idea.

Everyone was speechless, they could only continue waiting for Qin Wentian to return.

Today, Qin Wentian and those experts from the Battle Saint Tribe finally came back.

“Senior brother where did you guys go?” Jun Mengchen instantly asked when he saw Qin Wentian returning. “You have no idea that after we unequipped these puppeted armor, we were unable to use them again. Seems like they can only be activated by God’s Hand. It’s just too depressing.”

“Haha these armors were all forged by our tribe. There’s a method if you guys wish to easily control it. Let me bring you to a place.”

“Really?” Jun Mengchen’s eyes lit up.

“Naturally, you guys who came from afar are our guests and in addition, all of you are friends of the Saint Lord. We ought to give you all a little welcoming present.” Qi Dongliu smiled.

“Oh yeah, why do you guys refer to my senior brother as the Saint Lord?” Jun Mengchen curiously asked. Nanfeng Yunxi and Nanfeng Shengge’s beautiful eyes flashed as well, they were also extremely curious.

“It’s a long story. In the past, we have a debt of kindness to Ancient Emperor Yi. Simply put, his successor is the Saint Lord of our Tribe.” Qi Dongliu smiled. Jun Mengchen and the rest nodded, they didn’t suspect anything.

“Let’s go, I will bring you all to the weapon halls of our tribe.” Qi Dongliu laughed. Qin Wentian gathered the members of the Southern Phoenix Clan and the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect as they all went together. Under the lead of Qi Dongliu, they came to a mountain used specifically for the forging of weapons. The temperature here was extremely high and had many weapon halls located all around. When the people here saw Qi Dongliu, all of them had a look of respect on their faces.

Over here, there were all sorts of treasures, weapons and armors. When they passed by a certain hall, they saw all sorts of puppets within. There were demonic beast puppets, human-form puppets, combat puppets. It was simply terrifying.

“Are these all immortal-ranked treasures?” Qin Wentian was somewhat taken aback.

“Yes they are, Saint Lord.” Qi Dongliu nodded. After which he transmitted his voice to Qin Wentian, “Saint Lord, other than us being natural-born warriors, we have an extraordinary talent in terms of forging divine weapons as well.”

Qin Wentian nodded silently, he could understand this point. Qin Wentian was able to comprehend God’s Hand because it had a lot to do with one’s understanding of divine inscriptions and runes. God’s Hand was something evolved from the Battle Saint Art these tribe members cultivated, it was only natural they would be talented as well in weapon forging.

“These are the accumulation of countless years. If Saint Lord has need of them, you can take half away.” Qi Dongliu continued the voice transmission, his words causing Qin Wentian’s heartbeat to quicken. In fact, Ying Teng and the others weren’t too far off in terms of their guesses. Although this place wasn’t the treasury of Ancient Emperor Yi, it was, from another perspective, a treasury. And now, this place belongs to him.

“If I can open the other two bronze gates and enter the second and third world, what sort of rewards would be waiting for me there?” Qin Wentian mused silently. However he could sense that with his current attainments in God’s Hand, wanting to open the other two bronze gates was nothing but a fool’s dream. It would only be possible in the future!

Chapter 1079: Exiting the Mountain

 

Qi Dongliu and Qin Wentian spoke via voice transmission, the others naturally didn’t know the content of their discussions. These people were an ancient tribe and only those who could awaken the battle saint bloodline and grow a sacred bone would know of this. In usual times, they would never bring this up. It was only that Qin Wentian was here, so they decided to tell him this secret.

“Yunxi, tell those from the Southern Phoenix Clan to choose two treasures or weapons per person. It’s the same for those from the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect. Since Dongliu said that we are guests from afar and he wants to gift us some presents, there’s no need to be polite.” Qin Wentian smiled and spoke to the others. The treasures here were all at the sixth-rank. In the second world, most probably there are seventh-ranked divine treasures which correspond to the immortal king realm.

“Saint Lord is right. It’s very rare for us to have visitors in our world. There’s no need to be polite.” Qi Dongliu also smiled. Nanfeng Yunxi nodded, “Nanfeng Yunxi will thank senior for your kindness then.”

“Everyone is friends of the Saint Lord, there’s no need to stand on ceremony.” Qi Dongliu waved his hands as everyone started to choose immortal weapons and treasures from the weapons hall.

After everyone finished, Qin Wentian smiled, “It’s been several days since we came here and we have received some nice benefits. Everyone, it’s time for us to leave.”

Qi Dongliu started as he felt a little bewildered. He stared at Qin Wentian and transmitted his voice, “Saint Lord, you are leaving like this? You haven’t selected who you wish to bring out with you from the younger members of our tribe. Also, although our tribe was almost annihilated, there are still some powerful innate techniques and arts left behind. Although they are not complete, the power they can unleash is still extremely overwhelming. Even our most important Battle Saint Art can be lent to Saint Lord for your perusal.”

“Dongliu, there are currently many experts from different powers out there now. I cannot let them be suspicious of you. If we went out like that, everyone would wonder where these people came from. Hence, I will leave first but I will come back after a few days to bring them with me.” Qin Wentian transmitted his voice. The Violet Emperor, Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor, Jiang Clan and Ying Clan were all still out there. In order to better keep the secret of the Battle Saint Tribe, it was best not to have too many complications.

“I understand.” Qi Dongliu replied. Since Qin Wentian would still come back, he naturally wouldn’t say anything. Seeing the Saint Lord thinking of them, it naturally made Qi Dongliu happy.

“Mhm, it’s about time to leave.” Nanfeng Yunxi nodded. Although their benefits weren’t as great as Qin Wentian, it could be considered that they didn’t make a wasted trip here. In addition, there was actually a power which Ancient Emperor Yi aided once before in that world. It was truly interesting.

Qin Wentian’s harvest was naturally the greatest. He managed to cultivate the complete God’s Hand, causing an unknown amount of envy to many powers. However, it was useless even if they envied and were jealous of him. God’s Hand could only be comprehended and cultivated within the ancient mountain.

Qin Wentian bid farewell to Qi Dongliu and everyone returned back to the entrance. Like before, only he alone could open the entrance, he did so and they returned to the immortal palace of Ancient Emperor Yi. Qin Wentian then looked around and spoke, “For those with lower cultivation bases, equip the puppeted armors now. Those fellows should still be outside waiting for us, and it’s best to be more careful.”

“Mhm.” Everyone nodded. Qin Wentian took out the puppeted armors and activated them for everyone. Only then did he open up the entrance as they stepped out of it.

And as expected, the moment they exited they saw numerous silhouettes standing in the distance, staring at them. Ying Teng’s injuries had actually almost recovered. When he saw Qin Wentian, an unbridled killing intent gushed forth from him. His hatred for Qin Wentian had already reached the extreme level.

“Woah, everyone is still hanging around?” Qin Wentian smiled and walked out of the gate. After they exited, the bronze gate closed. The greater demon guarding the gate was still in a slumber, as though it didn’t have anything to do with this.

“Brother Qin, did you receive any benefits?” Jiang Ziyu smiled at Qin Wentian, he didn’t seem to be angry at all.

“I guess my understanding of God’s Hand can now be considered at the adept level. After opening the bronze gate, I obtained all these puppeted armors and plenty of sixth-ranked divine weapons. I guess it can be considered a great harvest for me. However, I don’t think Brother Jiang would put these mere treasures in your eyes.” Qin Wentian smiled. The two of them were happy to feign civility, each not wanting to tear off each other’s face. Qin Wentian couldn’t see through what Jiang Ziyu was thinking but as long as Jiang Ziyu doesn’t take the initiative to antagonize him, he wasn’t willing to face such a strong enemy.

There were cases of descendants of immortal emperors being killed. An example were Dongsheng Ting and Zi Daoyang. If one wanted to live a long life in the immortal realms, it wouldn’t hurt to be more careful.

“I, Jiang, am truly interested in God’s Hand. Sadly, I won’t be able to cultivate it.” Jiang Ziyu sighed. “As for the sixth-ranked divine weapons, I don’t lack any of them. However I believe that within the other two bronze gates, there should be even more valuable treasures. In the future, they would all belong to Brother Qin.”

“I temporarily don’t have the ability to open the other gates for now. Maybe after I step into the immortal king realm and my understanding of God’s Hand reaches a certain level and I can unravel the profound mysteries of the runic diagram inscribed. Naturally, the prerequisite is that I must survive until then.” Qin Wentian jokingly laughed. Jiang Ziyu stared at Qin Wentian’s revealed eyes outside the puppeted armor. In fact, he had the same conjecture as Qin Wentian. He believed that only when one reached a certain level in cultivation would they be able to open the other two bronze gates.

As for the treasures Qin Wentian obtained from the first bronze gate, Jiang Ziyu believed Qin Wentian because from his observation, the others who went in with Qin Wentian didn’t really have any unusual expressions.

In that case Qin Wentian had become a living treasure. Everyone could only depend on him to open the gates to obtain the things Ancient Emperor Yi left behind in the future.

Qin Wentian turned his head and glanced at the two other bronze gates. The transformations of the runic diagrams on these gates contained a profoundness that he couldn’t see through yet. It was impossible for him to open it currently.

“Let’s return.” Qin Wentian spoke to those beside him. For this trip into the ancient mountain, the benefits he obtained was exceedingly great. All these armors he had collected were considered supreme immortal-foundation ranked treasures. Naturally in the future, there would be even more terrifying rewards within the two other bronze gates.

The fact that Ancient Emperor Yi was able to dominate the immortal realms back then most probably had a connection to this.

Qin Wentian left when he said he would. The experts from the Southern Phoenix Clan and the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect also didn’t linger. The crowd opened up a path, allowing them to walk through as they departed this place.

Ying Teng clenched his fist tightly, staring with reluctance at the golden figure picture and bronze gates, as he spoke, “Let’s go.”

Now, they could only return with nothing.

Everyone left. Although they were filled with reluctance at obtaining no benefits, they couldn’t do anything about it. They all became the foil that made Qin Wentian shine more brilliantly.

“Ancient abode of Emperor Yi, Bronze Gates. I hope someone in my clan would have an idea about how to gain access within.” Ying Teng silently mused. However, he knew that it was probably impossible. Immortal emperors cannot enter the ancient mountain.

Up until now, they still thought that everything here was left behind by Ancient Emperor Yu. Naturally, if Qin Wentian didn’t enter the world and encounter the Battle Saint Tribe, he would believe it was so as well.

Some days passed after these people left. A young man with a bronze mask brought along a black hound and came to this area. He walked towards the entrance of the five finger peaks before taking out a sealing treasure and sealing the entrance. After which, he entered the immortal palace and walked towards the golden figure picture. With a step, he walked into it and just like his original body, he received an impurity cleansing.

Although the path he took was different from the original body, it wouldn’t affect the cultivation of God’s Hand. His original body unleashed God’s Hand via destruction and suppression energy. He could do the same using sealing-attributed energy.

After some time when the impurities cleansing was done, he returned to take back the sealing scroll and walked towards the bronze gate. The three greater demons stared at him with astonishment in their eyes.

After which, the greater demon saw Di Tian opening the bronze gate and stepping within.

The three greater demons exchanged mutual glances. There were actually two people who appeared in the same generation who could open the bronze gates?

Di Tian continued on to the inner bronze gate and opened it up, stepping into the world where the Battle Saint Tribe’s members resided. Very soon, numerous figures appeared. When Qi Dongliu saw the silhouette of the young man with the bronze mask, he felt a feeling of extreme shock in his heart. How could this be possible? There were actually two Saint Lords?

“Dongliu, it’s me.” Di Tian removed his mask, revealing his features that were completely the same to Qin Wentian. Only the charm he exuded was a little different. Qi Dongliu stared at him in astonishment. This man knew his name, and had the same features as Qin Wentian, they should be the same person? But in that case, why were their auras so different?

“This is my other self.” Di Tian explained. The Battle Saint Tribe’s secret was with him and they had sworn a vow to protect him. Once any members from the Battle Saint Tribe were captured, they would instantly destroy their memories and commit suicide. Di Tian was willing to share with them his secret because it was impossible for them to betray him.

“I pay my respect to the Saint Lord.” Qi Dongliu had no more hesitations. He was extremely shocked, to think that the current generation Saint Lord was so powerful and had another true-self that cultivated an entire different set of techniques.

“Let’s go,” Di Tian stepped out as Qi Dongliu followed behind him. He didn’t expect the Saint Lord would come here again so quickly.

Young, mastered God’s Hand, treasured cauldron, Sacred Luminance, and another true-self.

Seems like the current generation Saint Lord is even more extraordinary compared to the second-generation one. Qi Dongliu’s heart was filled with boundless anticipation for the future.

In the outside world, at God Hand Mountain Manor, the Violet Emperor, Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor, Nanfeng Guhong, the immortal emperors from Ying Clan, Jiang Clan, were all still waiting.

It’s been so long but those core members they sent into the ancient mountain have yet to return? Nobody knew what had happened inside and was there someone who managed to cultivated God’s Hand yet?

If there was one, who would the person be?

Also, they had no idea if a war erupted among the juniors in the ancient mountain. If it did, which faction of power suffered the most casualties?

And at this moment, an energy fluctuation could be felt at the entrance of the mountain. All of a sudden, a bright light flashed as several silhouettes could be seen riding immortal treasures as they exited the mountain.

“Ziyu.” The eyes of the immortal emperor from the Jiang Clan flashed. Jiang Ziyu led everyone from the Jiang Clan back out.

“Ying Teng.” The immortal emperor from the Ying Clan also glanced over.

Continuously, more and more people emerged. They actually came out together and didn’t seem to have fought each other at all. This made the immortal emperors feel a little puzzled. What was going on?

These juniors that moved towards the God Hand Mountain Manor. Right now at the entrance of the ancient mountain, Nanfeng Yunxi’s phoenix puppet appeared as the experts from the Southern Phoenix Clan and the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect also came out. They all seemed to be clad in some kind of armor, drawing the attention of the crowd. The juniors who came out earlier were all staring with ill intent at these people. Also, the immortal emperors discovered that these juniors all had eyes gleaming with envy as they all stared at the young man standing beside Nanfeng Yunxi, Qin Wentian!

Chapter 1080: The Immortal Emperors Attitude

 

The puppet phoenix arrived at the God Hand Mountain Manor, and everyone dismounted it. Nanfeng Guhong and the Thousand Transformations Immortal Emperor both glanced towards them.

The Violet Emperor and the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor also turned their gazes over. At this moment, no one spoke although everyone wanted to know what happened within the ancient mountain exactly.

All the experts from the junior generation landed at different locations. The God Hand Mountain Manor was very vast, hence despite there being many people here, the space didn’t look cramped.

“Ying Teng.” The immortal emperor from the Ying Clan radiated killing intent when he saw the mark of recent injuries on Ying Teng’s body. “What happened in the ancient mountain? What did you all encounter?”

Everyone turned their gaze onto Ying Teng only to see him hatefully staring at Qin Wentian. He then spoke, “Within the ancient mountain, Ancient Emperor Yi’s old residence is there. Qin Wentian has obtained many treasures.”

As the sound of his voice faded, many terrifying auras descended from the sky, boring down on Qin Wentian. Under that overwhelming pressure, it felt that he would be struck dead if he made any movements.

“Qin Wentian.” The Violet Emperor stared at Qin Wentian. His long robes fluttered in the wind as violet qi gushed around. “The treasures of Ancient Emperor Yi. Do you think you can bear the weight of having them? Hand them all out now.”

“Ying Teng, you are clearly intentionally entrapping Qin Wentian. Shameless.” Nanfeng Yunxi had an unsightly expression on her face. This Ying Teng wished to harm Qin Wentian. The amount of pressure on Qin Wentian now was so great that he was perspiring and his entire body was shaking.

The Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord stepped out and appeared beside Qin Wentian. “Everyone is at the immortal emperor level. Don’t you all find that it’s beneath your status by treating a junior who just stepped into the immortal foundation realm this way?”

“Ying Teng is lying.” The disciple from the Heavenly Talisman Realm stated. “Seniors, it’s best that you all understand the situation first before deciding on anything.

“In that case, explain it to us properly then. Also, where are the people from my Eastern Sage Immortal Sect?” The Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor walked closer with an unsightly expression on his face. So many juniors have already exited the ancient mountain but his and the Violet Emperor’s subordinates haven’t appeared.

Naturally, the young man in the bronze mask whom he wanted to kill, hasn’t appear either. Most probably, the masked young man knew that he was waiting outside and was currently hiding within, not daring to exit. After all, both he and the Violet Emperor saw the masked young man killing Dongsheng Ting and Zi Yunwu.

“Ying Teng what happened exactly?” The immortal emperor from the Ying Clan asked.

“Very simple. Ying Teng was humiliated by Qin Wentian in the ancient mountain and he is intentionally trying to take revenge.” Nanfeng Yunxi replied. She then continued, “Ying Teng. Do you want me to recount the things that happened when you were humiliated?”

Ying Teng’s expression was ice cold. “Nanfeng Yunxi, no wonder the saying goes that a grown woman can’t be kept at home. As the holy successor, don’t tell me you have fallen in love with him. Do not forget the fact that you won’t be able to marry out of your clan.”

“You…” Nanfeng Yunxi has already removed the puppeted armor. Her beautiful face was filled with coldness.

“Did I say something wrong? Aren’t the puppeted armors treasures left behind by Ancient Emperor Yi? Didn’t Qin Wentian obtain them in the immortal palace?” Ying Teng icily continued. “For this point, Brother Jiang and the others can all be my witness.”

At this moment, Qin Wentian stepped out. He smiled, “I will personally explain what happened in there to all the seniors.”

“Good. I want to hear what you have to say.” The demon emperor, a golden heaven warring condor spoke. The focus of everyone was fixed on Qin Wentian, waiting for him to speak.

“The matters are extremely simple. In the ancient mountain, the divine essence of God’s Hand could be felt, and one could gain insights and comprehend God’s Hand through it. I, Qin, am extremely fortunate, I managed to raise my understanding of God’s Hand to a new level. After that, all of us were together and found senior Ancient Emperor Yi’s old immortal palace. Over there, there are greater demons guarding the place, these demons should be at the level of demon emperors.” Qin Wentian explained, his words causing the hearts of everyone to shake. The old abode of Ancient Emperor Yi was actually within the ancient mountain.

“In Emperor Yi’s ancient palace, there are three bronze gates that can only be opened by people who have cultivated God’s Hand. Using God’s Hand, I opened the first of the three bronze gates and entered within. The people here all entered there together with me and a small-scale fight broke out between us. I even accidentally injured Brother Ying, which incurred his hatred for me.” Qin Wentian smiled, his tone casual with no hint of fire. It was as though he was just playing around with Ying Teng. That calm tone of his actually caused Ying Teng’s heart to boil with the terrifying flames of anger.

“Within the bronze gate, there were a number of the puppeted armors like the one currently equipped on me lying around, and there’s also a treasury with sixth-ranked divine weapons and immortal treasures within. I believe immortal emperors like seniors wouldn’t place these items in your eyes. After staying there for some days looting the treasures away, I came out after that. The others were still waiting for me outside and they also saw that my current strength was unable to open the second and third gates. Although the treasures within the gates might be even more valuable, I most probably will need to reach the immortal king realm first before I have a chance to open them.”

Qin Wentian laughed and continued, “That’s the summary of what happened exactly. Many people who entered the ancient mountain can bear witness to the truth of my words.”

The immortal emperors glanced at their subordinates, and indeed, none refuted what Qin Wentian had said. It seems like Qin Wentian’s words were true. In that case, wouldn’t he now be the key necessary, the only one with the ability to open up the other treasury gates left behind by Ancient Emperor Yi?

At this moment, more people could be seen exiting the ancient mountain. These were none other than the subordinates of the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor and the Violet Emperor. Their heads were lowered and each of them were shaking with terror as they glanced over. They hurriedly rushed over to the God Hand Mountain Manor and immediately knelt before the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor and the Violet Emperor. At this instant, a fearsome killing intent gushed forth from both the emperors, boring down on these people.

“Speak.” The Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor coldly spat a word out.

“His highness commanded us to hunt down Qin Wentian but we were obstructed by the people from the Southern Phoenix Clan and the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect. Nanfeng Yunxi and Qin Wentian fled deeper into the mountain while his highness and Zi Yunwu chased after them. As for what happened later, we completely have no idea at all.” Those people prostrated themselves completely before the two emperors as they spoke while trembling with fear. The Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor had just lost a son while the Violet Emperor lost a nephew.

“Qin Wentian.” The Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor took a few steps forward, his killing intent instantly engulfed Qin Wentian. The Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord appeared before Qin Wentian, blocking the pressure exuding from the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor.

“Eastern Sage, your son was trying to hunt me down but he was obstructed by a mysterious man who was proficient in sealing-attribute energy. I was the one fleeing from the hunt. And although I truly wished to kill Dongsheng Ting, his death truly has nothing to do with me. Are you seriously going to blame his death on I, Qin? Aren’t you bullying me a little too much?” Qin Wentian coldly spoke.

“Who knows if you participated in his death or not?” The Violet Emperor also stepped forward.

“Senior Violet Emperor, I have never met you before and only heard of your illustrious name. Senior’s son, Zi Daoyang, fought with me fairly in an open match when we were in the City of Ancient Emperors. A true battle among geniuses naturally would have a winner and a loser. I defeated him openly, yet you wanted to blame his death on me, to the extent of ordering Zi Yunwu to hunt me down and now you are also intending to blame Zi Yunwu’s death on me again? Is this Senior Violet Emperor’s extent of magnanimity?”

“Violet Emperor, you are a peak-level immortal emperor of the immortal realms. Isn’t doing something like this beneath your status?” The Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord coldly spoke.

“BOOM!” The Violet Emperor stepped forward, a terrifying might gushed forth, causing Qin Wentian to retreat explosively while groaning from the pain.

“Since he is adamant that he is innocent, I will bring him away. After my investigations, I will set him free if he truly has no connection to this.” The Violet Emperor spoke with cold arrogance. Stretching his hand out, a terrifying purple-colored palm imprint manifested and grabbed towards Qin Wentian.

The Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord blasted out a palm imprint as a thunderclap smashed into Violet Emperor’s palm imprint. The impact caused a terrifying aftershock to ravage the surroundings. Although these were just casual moves by them, the entire ground quaked violently as though an earthquake was happening.

“Thousand Transformation, you want to obstruct me?” The Violet Emperor stood with his hands behind his back. Everyone’s gazes were fixed here. The peak-level Violet Emperor was truly tyrannical. Since he wished to bring Qin Wentian away, most probably things weren’t so simple. Right now, Qin Wentian possessed God’s Hand, he was the only one that can open Ancient Emperor Yi’s treasury gates.

“Senior Violet Emperor, even if you captured me, you would have no way to enter the ancient mountain. Regardless of God’s Hand or the treasures in there, you would still be unable to obtain them.” Qin Wentian naturally understood the Violet Emperor’s intentions. Since he dared to come out, it was because he understood this logic. It was useless even if they captured him, the immortal emperors weren’t able to enter the ancient mountain.

“Hmph.” The Violet Emperor coldly snorted as another blast of might gushed over to Qin Wentian, forcing him to continue retreating. Even with the puppeted armor, he was still injured by the intense vibrations.

“Violet Emperor, mind your actions.” Nanfeng Guhong stepped over and appeared before Qin Wentian.

“Is the Southern Phoenix Clan going to interfere in my matters with Qin Wentian?” The Violet Emperor stared straight at Nanfeng Guhong.

“Qin Wentian is a friend of the Southern Phoenix Clan.” Nanfeng Guhong calmly spoke.

“Your Southern Phoenix Clan wishes to stow Qin Wentian away for yourselves right?” The demon emperor condor coldly spoke. This trip to the God Hand Mountain Manor only benefited Qin Wentian. All of the others made a wasted trip.

“You truly have the heart of a vile character.” Nanfeng Guhong didn’t even bother to glance at the demon emperor.

“No matter what, it’s not going to be so easy for Qin Wentian to leave here just like that.” The immortal emperor from Ying Clan also spoke.

“Hehe, everyone are immortal emperor characters, yet you all are willing to go so far to bully this junior. In that case, can I ask seniors what do you all want I, Qin, to do exactly?” Qin Wentian spoke. At the same time, he actually unequipped the puppeted armor. In front of immortal emperors, wearing the armor or not made no difference.

Qin Wentian kept his eyes straight but he was sending a voice transmission to Emperor Yu. “Might I inquire if Senior’s full name is Qi Yu?”

Emperor Yu froze when he heard Qin Wentian’s voice. He then lowered his head and drank another mouthful of wine before slowly stepping out.

“All those who come here are guests.” Emperor Yu spoke, causing the gazes of everyone to turn to him. He then slowly continued, “Since you all wished to cultivate God’s Hand, I hid nothing and showed you all the form of it and even opened up the ancient mountain for you guys to venture in. However, none of you succeeded and now, God’s Hand was actually cultivated successfully by a junior. As immortal emperors, you guys actually have the face to stand out to bully him? Isn’t that a little too inappropriate?”

“Emperor Yu, what do you mean?” The immortal emperor from the Ying Clan asked.

“I’ve already given all of you a chance. Since none of you are able to cultivate it, and considering how long my God Hand Mountain Manor has entertained you all for, it’s time for everyone to leave.” Emperor Yu stared at everyone, issuing an expulsion order.

At this instant, the immortal emperors had unsightly expressions as they looked at Emperor Yu. Qin Wentian had obtained the secret art God’s Hand, thus becoming the successor of Ancient Emperor Yi. Was Emperor Yu planning to help him out of this prediacrement?

Chapter 1081: Fighting Ying Teng

 

Everyone weren’t clear of the actual relationship between Emperor Yu and Ancient Emperor Yi but when he fought against the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor earlier, his technique had traces of God’s Hand, making people wonder if Emperor Yu had cultivated it. In addition, Emperor Yu was the protector of Ancient Emperor Yi’s inheritance. Clearly, the relationship between them was an extraordinary one. In that case, it was understandable that Emperor Yu would help out Qin Wentian.

“Emperor Yu, are you chasing us away?” Violet light glimmered in the eyes of the Violet Emperor.

“Those who respect me are my guests. Before this, this old man has already given sufficient face to the crowd and even showed the form of God’s Hand out in the open for everyone to cultivate. If you guys continue to make trouble here, aren’t you underestimating this old man a little too much?” Emperor Yu coldly spoke, his voice thundering through the mountain manor.

“Also if you all wish to cultivate God’s Hand or want the treasures, go ahead and enter the ancient mountain. Ganging up to bully a little boy? This has no benefits to any of you. I urge everyone to reconsider.”

Emperor Yu’s words were logical. Some immortal emperors hesitated because after all, there were currently three immortal emperors supporting Qin Wentian – Nanfeng Guhong, Emperor Yu and the Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord. Previously, if it was only the Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord who supported him, there was no need for them to hesitate. But now, Emperor Yu who drove the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor back with a single arrow was on his side, in addition to Nanfeng Guhong from the Southern Phoenix Clan. The remaining emperors had to consider this carefully.

“Qin Wentian is under the protection of my Southern Phoenix Clan. Everyone better think carefully. Don’t rush in and become the sacrificial pawns for others.” Nanfeng Guhong spoke at the same time. Two major powers clearly indicated they were on Qin Wentian’s side. This caused some immortal emperors from the Southern Regions to sigh as they contemplated about giving up. It wasn’t appropriate for them to participate.

“The Southern Phoenix Clan is actually willing to put in so much effort for a mere outsider?” The Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor shot back.

“Eastern Sage. You best don’t meddle in the matters of my Southern Phoenix Clan. You are not qualified enough yet.” Nanfeng Guhong couldn’t be bothered with him. Her words caused Qin Wentian who was standing at the side to deeply feel the prestige of the Southern Phoenix Clan. Although Nanfeng Guhong was merely a Dao Protector of the current Southern Phoenix Matriarch, she was an immortal emperor character. Also, with her status, there was no need for her to place the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor who dominated a region in her eyes.

“My nephew died, the son of Eastern Sage has also died in there. You want us to give up with just a sentence?” The Violet Emperor spoke.

“That’s right. We have to account for this debt no matter what.” The immortal emperor from the Ying Clan spoke. His Ying Clan didn’t fear the Southern Phoenix Clan at all.

“How ridiculous. Your nephew and Eastern Sage’s son wanted to hunt down Qin Wentian. Even if Qin Wentian was the one who killed them, there’s nothing inappropriate about that. Who can they blame if their capabilities were beneath the one they wanted to kill? Let alone, Qin Wentian wasn’t even the one who killed them. As immortal emperors, are you two truly going to vent your anger on him?” Nanfeng Guhong continued. “As for the Ying Clan, Ying Teng was already humiliated so badly in the ancient mountain by Qin Wentian. Are you acting in the capacity as an elder to gain some face back for him? Are the descendants of the Ying Clan so useless? Your actions have completely thrown the face of your ancient clan.”

“Who needs an elder to act for them? If Qin Wentian didn’t depend on the power of the puppeted armor, I could kill him with the ease of turning over my palm.” Ying Teng’s rage was burning. The shame he felt couldn’t be described with words. Only through Qin Wentian’s blood could he cleanse that humiliation.

“Did you hear that? Qin Wentian used despicable methods to gain victory over Ying Teng.” The immortal emperor from the Ying Clan stated.

“Is that so?” An emotionless voice drifted over. Qin Wentian actually walked past the Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord and Nanfeng Guhong. He stared straight at Ying Teng as he spoke, “Since senior believes that is so, would you be so kind to allow a match between me and Ying Teng to settle our grudges? We won’t use immortal weapons or puppets. If Ying Teng defeats me, I will go with your Ying Clan and senior can deal with me however you want.”

The eyes of the immortal emperor from the Ying Clan flashed. That pair of eyes gave Qin Wentian great pressure.

“What an arrogant little brat.” The immortal emperor from the Ying Clan stated. If Qin Wentian was defeated, he said that he would leave with the Ying Clan? This was equivalent to handing his life over to them.

“Ying Teng.” He glanced at Ying Teng as a questioning look appeared on his face.

“Leave it to me.” Ying Teng radiated fearsome anger as he stepped out.

“Hold on.” Nanfeng Guhong suddenly spoke. The immortal emperor from the Ying Clan turned to her only to hear her saying, “What if Ying Teng is defeated?”

“You can do whatever you want to me.” Ying Teng spoke.

“My Southern Phoenix Clan has no interest in you. If Qin Wentian killed you, would your Ying Clan give it up? Your words are an empty bag of air.” Nanfeng Guhong coldly spoke.

“What do you want then?” The immortal emperor from Ying Clan asked.

“Qin Wentian, what do you think?” Nanfeng Guhong glanced at Qin Wentian.

“How would junior dare to make a request of Senior Immortal Emperor Ying? Junior only hopes that the Ying Clan would leave this place if I won and won’t find trouble with me regarding this matter in the future.” Qin Wentian smiled. Nanfeng Guhong nodded her head, impressed by his words. Qin Wentian was truly calm and knew what to do at what time. He obtained God’s Hand and the treasures left behind by Ancient Emperor Yi. He was a living key in the eyes of the immortal emperors here. What Qin Wentian should do now, is to consider how he should resolve the troublesome matters in the future and not how to feign imposingness for a mere moment of glory.

“Do you think you can win?” Ying Teng spoke arrogantly as he stepped out.

“Senior?” Qin Wentian didn’t glanced at Ying Teng, his eyes were on the immortal emperor from the Ying Clan.

“I can promise you this. If you are victorious, my Ying Clan will leave here immediately and not find trouble with you in the future.” The immortal emperor was confident in Ying Teng’s strength. Qin Wentian’s cultivation was merely at the first level of immortal-foundation. Even if his combat prowess was tyrannical, Ying Teng’s cultivation base exceeded him. And considering the fact that Ying Teng was a heaven chosen of their ancient Ying Clan. According to his calculations, there should be a 90% chance for him to win against Qin Wentian.

“Brother Ying, please.” Qin Wentian politely spoke, yet Ying Teng’s eyes were gleaming with anger. With a violent rumble, the aura from Ying Teng erupted forth.

A brilliant light radiated from Ying Teng as a thunderous sound blasted out. Behind Ying Teng, a fearsome demonic dragon could be seen in the air, peering with disdain at all life forms below, exuding a terrifying pressure.

“Demonic Dragon Immortal Foundation.” Qin Wentian’s eyes flickered. The Southern Phoenix Clan and the Ying Clan were two hegemons of the Southern Regions. The immortal foundations of people from the Southern Phoenix Clan were in the form of phoenixes while the experts from the Ying Clan all had immortal foundations in the form of demonic dragons. They had powerful strength and was considered high-graded, just like a true majestic demonic dragon.

“The people of the Ying Clan cultivates in an ancient secret art, using the form of a dragon to establish their immortal foundation, granting them tyrannical combat strength, making them kings among humans. Although this Qin Wentian is also considered an extraordinary genius, how can he defeat Ying Teng when his cultivation base is lower?” Everyone turned their attention onto this battle.

Qin Wentian’s entire body was similarly radiating a resplendent light. After which, a mighty pressure gushed forth from him and in an instant, the crowd saw Qin Wentian undergoing a transformation. A dazzling ray shot out, but that wasn’t immortal light. It seemed to be a halo innate to him, a halo representing the supremacy of his physique. In that very moment, Qin Wentian’s aura explosively increased. He seemed like an emperor among humans and possessed an indestructible physique.

“ROAR!” A heaven-startling roar thundered out. Ying Teng’s immortal foundation exuded a fearsome power as golden dragons shot over, their maws widening, wanting to chomp down on Qin Wentian. Ying Teng stood arrogantly in the air, radiating a supreme aura resembling a king, and a pride that towers up into the sky. The heavens were all covered by the silhouettes of demonic dragons, terrifying to the extreme to behold.

In Qin Wentian’s body, his immortal foundation transformed. Numerous fearsome diagrams of Zhen Kong appeared. His palms radiated a horrifying light as he blasted them out with God’s Hands activated. The Zhen Kongs roared in response and grappled with the demonic dragons, the impact causing the entire space to tremble violently for that moment.

“BOOM!” Ying Teng stepped over. His arm transformed into a shocking dragon arm and blasted out. Dragon roars filled the sky, an incomparably thick demonic dragon arm swept over, slamming through space, heading straight for Qin Wentian. At the end of this arm, a giant bloody maw appeared, wanting to devour Qin Wentian whole.

The light from Qin Wentian grew even more intense, his form expanded as rumbling sounds rang out. He seemed even more like an indestructible god right now. Runic glows covered his entire body.

“KILL!” Qin Wentian roared as he clasped his arms together. At the same time, a demonic dragon was manifested, soaring up into the sky, colliding together with Ying Teng’s attack as both manifestations were destroyed.

“That physique.” Everyone stared at Qin Wentian’s body. A level-one immortal-foundation expert actually possessed such a shocking physique, it was simply indestructible and even seemed to be a body that encompasses the myriad of laws. A thought instantly flashed through the minds of many – If Qin Wentian fought against someone on the same level as him, his opponent would probably be instantly decimated with just the strength of Qin Wentian’s fleshly body alone.

The immortal emperor from the Ying Clan frowned. Qin Wentian’s combat prowess was so powerful that it was tyrannical. His aura was extremely strong, like the descendant of a saint beast, and the might gushing forth was so overwhelming that it also felt like he was a descendant of a divinity.

“Although your combat prowess is overwhelming, you still will die today.” Ying Teng spoke in cold anger. After which, the howls of the demonic dragon shook the skies as numerous greater demons appeared, all of them staring malevolently at Qin Wentian.

The Ying Clan of the Southern Region’s innate techniques all emphasized on attacks. Their attacking might was extremely fearsome.

“BE DESTROYED FOR ME!” Ying Teng howled. Ten thousand dragons shrieked and roared. The power from these ten thousand dragons contained a devouring might, as well as the indomitable strength of gold, the savage and ferociousness of demons. All these attribute energies merged together within his immortal foundation and was unleashed through unique innate techniques, generating an inconceivable might.

A terrifying rumbling sound echoed from within Qin Wentian’s body. His strength was also augmented to the extreme. Powerful runic glows circulated his body as it grew larger and larger. When he stared at the power of the ten thousand dragons, his eyes gleamed with a mysterious light.

The runes on his body rearranged themselves and formed the projection of an incomparably gigantic Xuanwu Divine Turtle which completely enveloped Qin Wentian. When the dragons blasted downwards, the Xuanwu Turtle trembled yet it didn’t even crack the slightest under the pressure. This made everyone start in astonishment at Qin Wentian’s insane defense. How strong was his defense exactly?

“RUMBLE!” Qin Wentian’s body grew larger and larger. With a thunderous roar, numerous terrifying great rocs manifested, ripping apart space. As his palms blasted out, the sky changed color as space collapsed.

Ying Teng’s expression drastically changed, he continued unleashing terrifying techniques but they were all destroyed under the might of Qin Wentian’s terrifying palms. In fact at this moment, a fearsome fully-black ancient halberd even appeared in Qin Wentian’s hand. This halberd seemed to be able to destroy all existence and finally, as the gigantic palm imprint neared him, Ying Teng felt his entire world going dark. With a deafening boom, he felt cracks appear on his immortal foundation from the impact as his body was flung mercilessly through the air!

Chapter 1082: Departure of the Immortal Emperors

 

“BANG!”

Ying Teng’s body slammed into the ground, coughing out a mouthful of blood. The dragons in the sky disappeared, the immortal foundation manifestation returned back into his body as his aura fluctuated wildly, his expression akin to dead ashes.

Defeat. He, Ying Teng, was defeated.

Before this, Qin Wentian had the puppeted armor on and humiliated him but that couldn’t be considered a true battle. But now in an open and fair fight, without the puppeted armor, without using divine weapons, Qin Wentian actually used his own strength and jump levels to defeat him. He was a heaven chosen from the ancient Ying Clan, but under the gazes of everyone, he actually suffered such a miserable defeat.

“Brother Ying’s combat prowess is extraordinary, if your cultivation level is a little higher, you might have a chance to win against me.” Qin Wentian casually spoke. As the sound of his voice faded, Ying Teng trembled and coughed out another mouthful of blood, almost driven to the point of madness from Qin Wentian’s words. What does he mean by if his cultivation level was a little higher, he might have a chance to win Qin Wentian? This was clearly open mockery. What cultivation level does he need to have then to defeat Qin Wentian? If he and Qin Wentian were at the same cultivation level, wouldn’t Qin Wentian only need a single slap to crush him?

The eyes of everyone stared at Qin Wentian. The tone of this fellow had no hints of fire in him at all, he didn’t have the overwhelming arrogance of Ying Teng, but his words contained traces of sharpness within his smile, forcing Ying Teng to cough blood with just a single sentence. However, his combat prowess was truly terrifying, he was basically a rare demon-level genius. His physique was infinitesimally close to perfection, resembling an innate battle god.

The immortal emperor from the Ying Clan had an unsightly expression on his face. Ying Teng was defeated. Initially, he thought that there was no reason for Ying Teng to be defeated but in reality, Ying Teng had truly lost.

As an immortal emperor, his words represented the will of the Ying Clan of the Southern Regions. It was impossible for him to break his words in front of the crowd. This indicated that he could only bring the Ying Clan’s experts and leave here.

“ARGH!” Ying Teng stood up, bellowing with humiliation. This was already the second time he was humiliated by Qin Wentian. This loss was undoubtedly a great humiliation. He had lost all face in front of all these major powers and from this moment onwards, he would never be able to raise his head up high in the Ying Clan. The humiliation of this battle will follow him forever while people would point at him and whisper smugly about his defeat in the hands of a junior with a lower cultivation.

“Ying Teng,” The immortal emperor from the Ying Clan spoke. “It’s just a battle. Go back and cultivate well, cleanse this shame away with your own strength in the future.”

Ying Teng’s eyes were red. He stared at the immortal emperor and clenched his fists tightly.

“We will return.” The immortal emperor of the Ying Clan slowly spoke. The next moment, the experts of the Ying Clan all gathered as they soared into the air. Ying Teng’s eyes were fixed coldly on Qin Wentian, radiating an unmasked killing intent all the while.

“Brother Ying, take care!” Qin Wentian smiled. Ying Teng froze in mid air before he bellowed in anger once more, before speeding up and dashing into the horizon, gradually disappearing in the vision of the crowd.

“Everyone, what are you waiting for? Why are you not leaving yet?” Emperor Yu glanced around as he spoke. “I don’t wish to say anything more. The ancient mountain is right in front of your eyes. Regardless what you want, be it God’s Hand or treasures, you all can feel free to enter if you can. Even if you all captured Qin Wentian, it would still be useless as entering the ancient mountain is the key.”

At this moment, most of the immortal emperors already had the intention of leaving. They knew what Emperor Yu said was the truth but even so, they still felt reluctance and wanted to see if there are any ideas where they can get some benefits from Qin Wentian. That was the secret art and treasures left behind by Ancient Emperor Yi! Who didn’t want a part of it?

There were some who already turned and prepared to leave but at this very moment, the Violet Emperor continued, “I didn’t promise you that I would leave.”

“Violet Emperor, why must you make life difficult for a mere junior?” Emperor Yu calmly spoke.

“When your son and nephew died and there’s an obvious connection to him, I wonder if you can still be as calm as you are now.” The Violet Emperor sneered. “I can kill him with the ease of turning over my palm. None of you can stop me. However, this seat isn’t a barbaric and tyrannical person. I only want to bring him away to investigate the truth. There’s actually no need for you all to obstruct me.”

“If you want to put things this way, there’s nothing more for me to say.” Emperor Yu stared at him and took a step forward. He then continued, “In that case, let me make my intentions clear too. In the past, I was indebted to Emperor Yi and decided to protect his secret art for him. Now that Qin Wentian has obtained his recognition and became his successor, as the protector of this secret art, I will do my utmost to protect his safety. Violet Emperor, you naturally can kill him. But if you dare to act with your status as an immortal emperor to kill a junior, I’m afraid that things won’t be as simple as you merely losing just a nephew.”

“Mhm?” Those who wanted to leave saw the conflict between Emperor Yu and the Violet Emperor and involuntarily paused. Their eyes gleamed, was Emperor Yu intending to declare war against the Violet Emperor with these words?

And as expected, an intense violet light radiated from the Violet Emperor when he heard those words. His aura was terrifying to the extreme, he stared at Emperor Yu coldly, “Are you threatening this seat?”

“That’s right.” Emperor Yu domineeringly replied.

The Violet Emperor fell silent but the pressure mounting in this area grew increasingly oppressive. The two peak-tier immortal emperors were facing each off against each other. Their long robes fluttered without wind, Emperor Yu calmly stroked his beard. This reclusive immortal emperor…could it be he truly had the strength to stand against the peak-tier Violet Emperor? If this is the case, this Emperor Yu has truly hidden himself too well.

Qin Wentian stood at the side, observing everything. Since he is the Saint Lord of this generation, Emperor Yu would definitely protect him. He had never suspected this point before.

However, this Violet Emperor was extremely difficult to deal with. As a peak-tier immortal emperor, there was no doubt that his strength was overwhelmingly strong.

Violet qi permeated the atmosphere as a ray of violet light appeared in the sky, coloring the skies purple. Emperor Yu also erupted forth with his aura. At this moment, a sky-towering battle might gushed forth from Emperor Yu, containing a trace of ancient battle saint qi and ferocity. He resembled a supreme battle king. At this instant, this old man seemed to have transformed into a god of battle, and just casually standing there, he exuded a peerless supreme pressure.

“Battle Saint Art.” Qin Wentian mused silently.

“BOOM!” The Violet Emperor blasted out his palm as a terrifying purple ray of light instantly landed on Qin Wentian. Qin Wentian instantly felt his body being grabbed as he was shuttled through space by the violet light in the direction of the Violet Emperor.

“BANG!” The spatial talisman which Qin Wentian had kept hidden in his palm, was instantly crushed. He was instantly enveloped by spatial fluctuations, the violet light could no longer ‘hold’ him as Qin Wentian hurriedly retreated with explosive speed.

“Hmph.” The Violet Emperor snorted coldly. Qin Wentian really thought he could use such minor tricks in front of him? The violet light once again shot towards Qin Wentian. Despite Qin Wentian being at an extremely far distance now, the violet light instantly appeared before him and grabbed him again. But at this moment, Emperor Yu had already appeared before the Violet Emperor and slammed out with a palm that threatened to collapse the skies. With the Violet Emperor in the center, the space in the surroundings were all completely destroyed.

The violet light dancing in the Violet Emperor’s eyes grew even more terrifying. He also manifested a palm, slamming against Emperor Yu. A bolt of lightning was born from the impact and struck the surface of the ground. Those with weaker cultivations felt that even their souls were trembling from the impact. The earth quaked as fissures of inconceivable deepness appeared beneath their feet, the earth sundered into two.

Both their bodies shone with terrifying light, luckily they kept the energy aftershocks in control or more than half to the people in the surroundings would have already died.

“BOOM!” Another ray of violet right shot out. The two of them actually disappeared as the location they stood at an instant ago, was shattered completely.

In the air, a humming sound rang out as the light of destruction enveloped the heavens and earth. The light of the battle here was like that of doomsday and within that blinding screen of light, the silhouettes of Emperor Yu and the Violet Emperor could be faintly seen.

“BOOM!” A few other bolts of lightning rained down from the sky. In a radius of about 1,000 meters, numerous craters appeared from being struck by the lightning bolts.

The might of immortal emperors were too terrifying to imagine, let alone the two fighting now were both peak-level immortal emperors.

For those immortal emperor characters, their eyes peered through the destructive light, their hearts trembling as they watched on.

Emperor Yu was actually this strong? He could stand equally against the Violet Emperor.

“RUMBLE!” All of a sudden, the silhouettes of the two combatants appeared once again back at the God Hand Mountain Manor, at the original location which they stood before they engaged in battle. It actually felt as though they have never moved from that spot before and the intense battle they had earlier, never happened.

“Now, I’m sure you take my words more seriously.” Emperor Yu stared at the Violet Emperor as he calmly spoke.

“What innate cultivation art did you cultivate?” The Violet Emperor asked. The tone of the two of them now was exceedingly calm, unlike opponents who just fought that terrifying battle earlier.

“The very same art Ancient Emperor Yi cultivated all those years ago.” Emperor Yu replied. Ancient Emperor Yi’s most famous technique was God’s Hand, as for his other arts and techniques, their names had all been lost in the long river of time. Who would still know of them? But what Emperor Yu was using was naturally the Battle Saint Art. The users of this art could war against the heavens and earth, capable of destroying everything, growing stronger and stronger the longer the duration of the battle.

“Your luck seems to be really good.” The Violet Emperor turned his gaze onto Qin Wentian. The first time, the Evergreen Immortal Emperor refused to hand Qin Wentian over. For the second time, the Southern Phoenix Clan refused to hand Qin Wentian over. And for this, the third time, he personally came down but there was an Emperor Yu who was adamant to protect Qin Wentian. He, the Violet Emperor, never had such headaches before, wanting to capture a junior.

“Senior Violet Emperor is too polite.” Qin Wentian replied.

“Let’s hope your luck remains this good forever.” The Violet Emperor spoke. Flicking his sleeves, a gust of pressure gushed out, slamming into Qin Wentian, forcing him back as he was knocked into a building. His body trembled as he coughed out blood. In front of immortal emperors, immortal-foundation characters didn’t even have the strength to resist. It would only take a thought to kill him. This made Qin Wentian believe that his earlier cautiousness was right. The Violet Emperor and the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor still had no idea that Zi Yunwu and Dongsheng Ting were both killed by him.

“I also hope that senior’s luck wouldn’t be this bad forever.” Qin Wentian inclined his head and stared at the Violet Emperor. Blood leaked from the corner of his mouth as a demonic smile appeared on his face. He has already offended the Violet Emperor with Zi Daoyang’s death. Now, Zi Yunwu’s death was also added into the mix.

The eyes of the Violet Emperor flashed, killing intent flickered in his eyes as he stared at Qin Wentian, causing Qin Wentian to feel a bone-piercing coldness.

“Violet Emperor, mind your status.” Nanfeng Guhong appeared beside Qin Wentian and reminded.

“Don’t forget my words. If you can kill him, I can kill your descendants as well.” Emperor Yu’s expression grew heavy. The Violet Emperor stomped heavily on the ground venting his anger as he gave a command to his subordinates, “You guys wait here until the mysterious man with the bronze mask exits. After that, spare nothing to kill him.”

“Roger.” The people from the Violet Emperor Sect bowed and replied. Fortunately, the Violet Emperor had chosen to spare them.

As for the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor, Xuan and Xiao Immortal Emperors, all their countenances were extremely unsightly. Even the Violet Emperor was forced to leave, they had no more hope remaining. Qin Wentian’s life was truly tough indeed, right now, who could have thought there would be so many immortal emperors willing to act as a backer for him!