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Chapter 1043

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The battles continued, Qin Wentian observed seriously. This group of people were all geniuses of the Southern Regions and it was extremely rare for them to have such combat experience. From their combat prowess, one could deduce how strong the geniuses of the Southern Regions were.

Qin Wentian discovered that one could determine the strength of a genius from the immortal-foundation they established. For those who established a mortal-grade immortal-foundation, they were the weakest. Even if they established a third-tier mortal-grade immortal-foundation, the third-tier was the weakest among these geniuses. Similarly, the number of people who established such a foundation was also the highest.

Above that, would be a fourth-tier king-grade immortal-foundation. Qin Wentian could sense that there were quite a few people who had this type of immortal-foundation. As for fifth-tier king-grade immortal-foundation, it was extremely rare for cultivators within the third-level of immortal-foundation to have one. As for Qin Wentian, he had yet to see anyone with a fifth-tier king-grade immortal-foundation. Jiang Ziyu was more mysterious and he couldn't tell. But if there were any fifth-tier king-grade immortal-foundation here, Jiang Ziyu should be one of them.

In terms of immortal-foundation, it was clear that Qin Wentian and the others around him were the highest. This determined that their cultivation on the path to immortality would be smoother compared to others, and their combat prowess would also be stronger.

"Who do you think would be able to enter the ancestral lands?" After two rounds of battles, Namhwang Yunxi transmitted her voice to Qin Wentian. Right now, they had already won three battles. Namhwang Yunxi won two, while Qin Wentian won one.

"You, Nanfeng Aoxue, Nanfeng Qingruo, Nanfeng Shengge, Nanfeng Xihua, Nanfeng Yue, Nanfeng Yi, Nanfeng Ling, Nanfeng Qing." Qin Wentian replied. "They have already established a king-grade immortal-foundation, and their combat prowess is one of the stronger nine. Although there are still some who can stand shoulder to shoulder with them, the people they invited to help them are all stronger."

Namhwang Yunxi's beautiful eyes stared at Qin Wentian as she smiled, "Your eyes are truly sharp. These nine people are the most popular among this batch of participants, and all of them were selected by you without exception."

"After two rounds of battle, I can roughly see their strength," Qin Wentian said with a faint smile.

The battle continued. At this moment, there was another person who challenged Namhwang Yunxi's camp. This person was a helper of a certain holy maiden and had a cultivation base at the second-level of immortal-foundation.

Namhwang Yunxi glanced at Qin Wentian. She and Qin Wentian had agreed that if the Saintess challenged her, she would fight. If not, Qin Wentian would decide who would fight.

"Mengchen, go ahead." Qin Wentian smiled when he saw how eager Jun Mengchen was.

"Alright." Jun Mengchen's silhouette flashed as he appeared on the Phoenix Arena. The expert opposite glanced at Jun Mengchen as he frowned and spoke with some unhappiness, "Letting a nameless first-level immortal-foundation cultivator accept my challenge? Are you looking down on me? Could it be that he has also obtained the top ranker of the Immortal Ascension Rankings before?"

Qin Wentian was only at the first-level of immortal-foundation, but his fame had spread far and wide. He had killed the descendants of immortal emperors before and obtained the top ranker of the Immortal Ascension Rankings. It was understandable that his combat prowess was strong. But who was this man now? He looked so young, perhaps even twice his age. Wasn't this a humiliation to him?

"If you want to fight, then let's fight. Why are you so long-winded? Are you sure you can win?" Jun Mengchen was even more displeased. Was he looking down on him?

That person flicked his sleeves and stared at Jun Mengchen, "If I, Jun Mengchen, can't even defeat a nameless first-level immortal-foundation character, how would I still have the face to stay in the Namhwang Clan to aid the Holy Maiden in battle?"

"Shameless boasting." Jun Mengchen roared in rage. With a loud roar, his aura erupted forth as the Southern Phoenix Arena transformed into a world of its own. Jun Mengchen's immortal-foundation gushed forth as a world of its own appeared in the air. This world seemed so real, and its might swept out, enveloping his opponent within.

Jun Mengchen was clad in armor, exuding an unparalleled aura, resembling a god of war. A terrifying immortal sense could be seen in the center of his brows as his spirit and energy surged to the extreme, transforming into a supreme battle will. His body exuded the aura of an emperor, and with a wave of his hand, the energy from the world of its own instantly gushed into his fist. It was like the fist of a king, a king in chaotic times.

The expression of that expert surnamed Jun Mengchen abruptly changed. When he felt the pressure from the world of its own, his expression changed unceasingly. He released the might of his immortal-foundation, yet it felt as though he was being suppressed. The immortal energy in his body was unable to circulate smoothly. He was a level higher than Jun Mengchen but his immortal-foundation was actually being suppressed. This was simply unheard of.

Jun Mengchen roared. He stepped out and instantly descended, punching out with his fist. Law energy transformed into a towering fist light that contained the might of a king, unexcelled in the world. The energy of the entire world trembled as the King of Chaos Fist blasted out. That expert had a look of terror on his face, he couldn't even react. After he came to his senses, he frenziedly tried to resist yet he discovered that Jun Mengchen's king might was able to suppress everything.

Very swiftly, a thunderous boom rang out as that expert was flung through the air, heavily injured.

"After Mengchen entered immortality, his immortal-foundation became perfect and underwent another transformation. The mysterious physique that shocked the entire Dongshengxian Gate back then grew stronger and stronger." Qin Wentian silently mused when he saw this scene. The eyes of the people in the surroundings flickered as they stared at Jun Mengchen.

This was a nameless nobody?

"Are you even qualified to speak to me like this?" Jun Mengchen glanced at the injured expert before turning and walking down the Phoenix Arena.

From afar, the old men of the Namhwang Clan exchanged mutual glances, as though they were conversing about something. Their eyes gleamed with a strange light.

"Seems like the people invited by Namhwang Yunxi aren't to be trifled with." Everyone mused. It was best for this group of people to avoid challenging them. Right now, they had already won all four battles. Most probably, one of the nine inheritances would belong to them.

"Awesome." Qin Wentian laughed as he praised Jun Mengchen when he walked down. Jun Mengchen laughed, "This fellow is too weak."

That injured expert who walked down the Phoenix Arena almost coughed out blood from anger when he heard this. No matter what, he was a genius of the Southern Domain. Now that he was being mocked by someone, everyone soon discovered that when he returned to the side of the holy maiden, he only spoke a few words before he left. Earlier, he had already said that if he couldn't even defeat Jun Mengchen, how would he have the face to remain in the Namhwang Clan? And now, as expected, he left.

The battles continued, and as the battles continued, the chances of victory were gradually pulled apart.

And as expected, the nine holy maidens that Qin Wentian predicted all had a very high chance of victory, with almost no defeats at all. However, there was still one holy maiden whose faction was lagging behind. She was ranked tenth and had only lost a few battles. This holy maiden's name was Nanfeng Qiu. From Qin Wentian's perspective, she should be a holy maiden who established a king-grade immortal-foundation. Also, among her three helpers, one of them was extremely powerful and had never lost a single battle. His strength might even be stronger than Nanfeng Qiu.

Nanfeng Qiu's faction was able to catch up and was ranked tenth. His contribution was the greatest. At the end, Nanfeng Qiu even gave up on the other two helpers, only allowing that holy maiden to fight alongside her. But even so, she suffered a few defeats. This holy maiden's name was Du Han.

According to Namhwang Yunxi, he was a disciple of an immortal emperor. However, he had never denied it. This immortal emperor was an unaffiliated cultivator and was extremely mysterious. There were people who said that Du Han might be his son but Du Han had never mentioned this before. He roamed the Southern Domain and gained quite a bit of fame in the immortal-foundation realm. After that, he met Nanfeng Qiu and fell in love with her. He had always been pursuing this holy maiden of the Namhwang Clan and if there were no accidents, Du Han might very well marry into the Namhwang Clan.

Qin Wentian stared at this Du Han. Among the participants today, Du Han could be considered one of the more powerful ones. In fact, he could even surpass the vast majority of holy maidens. No wonder Namhwang Yunxi felt that he would marry into the Namhwang Clan and marry Nanfeng Qiu.

After a few more rounds of battles, some of the participants had already accumulated to thirty-six battles. Many holy maidens already knew that they had no more hope. Only Nanfeng Qiu still had hope. This was especially so after Du Han challenged Nanfeng Qing's faction which had a record similar to theirs and defeated her. With one win and one loss, Du Han managed to tie with Nanfeng Qiu.

For the best battle, both factions chose the weaker holy maidens and won a battle. The final result was still a draw.

The thirty-six battles ended. The top ten factions all had extremely outstanding battle records. Qin Wentian's faction, which was at the first-level of immortal-foundation, actually won all their battles. However, they didn't clash with the other factions that were ranked higher. After all, this was just a selection battle. It was enough as long as they could enter the ancestral lands. There was no need for them to go all out.

The battles after entering the ancestral lands were more important.

"Nanfeng Qiu, Nanfeng Qing, the results of your factions are the same. How about this, you don't need to choose those who are ranked lower than you to battle. Each of you can choose a faction that has to be ranked higher than you. If the victor isn't decided in a single battle, you can continue choosing your faction until a victor is decided." The beautiful middle-aged woman in the air spoke. Before this, Nanfeng Qiu and Nanfeng Qing had fought against each other. Nanfeng Qiu narrowly lost to Nanfeng Qing, but the person who helped Nanfeng Qiu was stronger than Nanfeng Qing. Hence, there was no longer any meaning for them to battle against each other.

"Okay, I will choose Nanfeng Ling's faction. I will fight myself." Nanfeng Qing spoke.

"I will choose Namhwang Yunxi's faction. Du Han will fight." Nanfeng Qiu spoke. Both of them had made their choice.

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