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Chapter 1050

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Kong Ye's attacks were terrifying, the might of his immortal seals were incomparably tyrannical. Qin Wentian radiated resplendent immortal light as the might of his immortal foundation gushed forth frenziedly. The shadow of a divine turtle manifested around him as his body expanded in size, shielding Namhwang Yunxi behind him, not allowing her to be disturbed. At the same time, God's Hand appeared once more.

The Fiendgod Heavenly Suppression Art was unleashed. Given Qin Wentian's perfect physique and saint-grade immortal-foundation, the might of the Fiendgod Heavenly Suppression Art was incomparably terrifying. Every time the God's Hand blasted out, it seemed as though it wanted to suppress this entire space, slaying immortals and devils. It frenziedly clashed against Qin Wentian's attacks, causing the entire space to tremble as thunderous rumbling sounds rang out unceasingly.

Kong Ye let out the cry of a peacock. The seven-colored light radiating from him grew even more dazzling, blotting out the sun. Qin Wentian's vision grew even more blurry. He who had his eyes closed felt his immortal sense being obstructed. The seven-colored light radiating from the peacock made everyone feel as though everything was an illusion. But what was even more terrifying was that the rainbow-colored light unceasingly radiated immortal seals, frenziedly blasting towards Qin Wentian.

Qin Wentian's saint-grade immortal-foundation radiated boundless immortal light. A terrifying heaven devouring greater demon appeared, exuding boundless might. Qin Wentian's God's Hand blasted out as a gigantic primordial chaos greater demon appeared in the air. It let out a heaven-shaking roar of rage, causing the heavens and earth to tremble. Everything before it was about to be devoured by its malevolent maw. Even the immortal seals of the peacock were completely devoured. It was simply terrifying.

Qin Wentian once obtained a treasured cauldron in the ancient city in the City of Ancient Emperors. Within the cauldron were the treasured arts of eight greater demons. They were respectively: Demonic Dragon, Great Roc, Black Tortoise, Divine Elephant, Vermilion Bird, Kirin, True Hou, and Primordial Chaos. Each of the arts contained boundless might, containing countless profound innate techniques. Up until now, Qin Wentian had only managed to comprehend the tip of the iceberg.

The eight great fiends' precious techniques possessed boundless power. Primal chaos swallowed the heavens, destroying everything. The peacock ancient fiend was shaken, the imprint's power seemingly suppressed.

Kong Ye didn't expect Qin Wentian to actually be so powerful. Although the treasured art of a greater demon was extremely powerful, Qin Wentian was after all only at the first-level of immortal-foundation. Being able to unleash such power naturally had something to do with his perfect physique and powerful immortal-foundation. Qin Wentian's immortal-foundation seemed to be close to perfection. Kong Ye could sense that there were no flaws at all. Being able to suppress his immortal-foundation indicated that Qin Wentian's immortal-foundation was extremely high. Not only so, Qin Wentian's God's Hands were also extremely powerful.

All kinds of methods were combined together, instantly unleashing an extremely powerful might that transcended realms.

One must know that even for heaven's chosen characters, if they were two levels lower than him, they would still be insta-killed by him. Immortal-Foundation, each level represents a realm, constantly growing stronger and stronger. Compared to a first-level immortal-foundation cultivator, how could a third-level immortal-foundation cultivator be merely a level stronger?

"We came here to protect the ancestral lands. The original intention of the Namhwang Clan was to ensure that the holy maiden wouldn't be disturbed, allowing her to decide who the inheritor would be. However, you purposely wanted to destroy this. Most probably, the true meaning of protection lies in this, right?" Qin Wentian calmly spoke, his attacks towering up into the sky, suppressing all immortals and devils in this world.

"Hmph." Kong Ye coldly snorted. Behind him, the peacock tail spread out as countless imprints revolved, manifesting a revolving screen of destructive light that frenziedly blasted towards the greater demon. Even his immortal-foundation was unleashed, containing boundless might. The attacks formed from the powerful imprints transformed into sacred light that could destroy everything. The greater demon trembled unceasingly, as though it would be destroyed at any moment.

In Qin Wentian's body, his saint-grade immortal foundation radiated with destructive light as ancient halberds manifested one after another, shining with a dark golden light that contained a supreme destructive might. These ancient halberds rushed into God's Hand, growing stronger and stronger as they blasted out explosively. Each of the ancient halberds exuded an aura of annihilation as they blasted towards Qin Wentian. Qin Wentian's eyes were still closed, using his heart to sense the battle.

"RUMBLE, RUMBLE …" The destructive energy pierced into the revolving light screen as crackling sounds rang out. The seal was shattered as the terrifying ancient halberd penetrated through everything. Kong Ye's countenance drastically changed. The light screen trembled unceasingly as the peacock's tail fanned out, unable to withstand the destructive might of the halberd.

Yet another incomparably gigantic ancient halberd slashed over, akin to a bolt of black-golden lightning. With a deafening boom, a rainbow-colored light scattered in the air. Kong Ye's attack was shattered, and his body was forced backwards as he groaned in agony.

However, Qin Wentian didn't stop there. He continued his attack. Kong Ye's countenance grew incredibly unsightly. Numerous terrifying great rocs whistled through the air, unceasingly lacerating his energy and slamming into his body. He had already lost his position and had no way to continue protecting Nanfeng Shengge.

"Since you started this war, you should pay the price for your defeat." Qin Wentian coldly spoke. "Holy Maiden Shengge, I'm afraid you have to stop now."

His voice rang out in the ears of Nanfeng Shengge, causing her body to tremble. She opened her eyes and turned her head, glancing at Kong Ye only to see his countenance turning pale. He felt that he didn't have the face to face Nanfeng Shengge anymore.

"Shengge's comprehension abilities aren't inferior to Namhwang Yunxi." Kong Ye stared at Qin Wentian as he spoke.

"You said before that if you lose, you would implicate Holy Maiden Shengge." Qin Wentian calmly spoke. He walked up, following Namhwang Yunxi's footsteps, protecting her. Nanfeng Shengge fell silent for a moment before she smiled, "Yunxi truly has good judgement when she invited you to be her protector."

"Holy Maiden Shengge, there's no need to undervalue yourself. If it wasn't for Kong Ye, it would be hard to say who would be the victor." Qin Wentian smiled. Nanfeng Shengge's demeanor was like a painting, exuding an ethereal beauty. Her demeanor was extraordinary as well, far surpassing Nanfeng Aoxue.

"Protectors are a part of the fight for the ancestral lands. A loss is a loss." Nanfeng Shengge gently smiled. After that, she stared at Kong Ye, "Kong Ye, I'm already very grateful that you came here to help me. There's no need to blame yourself. If it wasn't for your help, I might not have been able to reach here."

Kong Ye felt even more ashamed in his heart when he saw the smile on Nanfeng Shengge's face. If Nanfeng Shengge's expression was cold, he might feel better.

"I wasn't able to help you become the Holy Successor and instead implicated you. What's there to thank me for?" Kong Ye shook his head. He stared at Qin Wentian, the battle intent in his eyes was as intense as ever. He wanted nothing more than to fight again to wash away this humiliation.

Nanfeng Shengge didn't say anything more. Kong Ye would definitely remember this defeat in his heart.

And at this moment, Qin Wentian frowned. In another direction, Nanfeng Qingruo continued ascending. Her speed suddenly increased, even faster compared to Nanfeng Shengge and Namhwang Yunxi. She seemed to be catching up to them.

"What's going on? Was Nanfeng Qingruo intentionally concealing her strength before this?" Qin Wentian turned his gaze over. He saw Nanfeng Qingruo and Jiang Ziyu walking side by side. Their immortal senses were focused on the parasol leaves and at this moment, two leaves transformed into a flight of stairs that appeared before them.

"How can this be?" Nanfeng Shengge also saw this scene. Her beautiful eyes flashed with a strange light as she stared at the scene.

This was no longer Nanfeng Qingruo alone comprehending the parasol leaves. Jiang Ziyu was actually able to do it as well. However, Jiang Ziyu wasn't someone from the Namhwang Clan.

"Nanfeng Shengge, why is he able to do this?" Qin Wentian asked. He could also tell that Jiang Ziyu was able to comprehend the mysteries behind the leaves of the parasol tree, while he and Kong Ye had no way to do so.

"The cultivation methods of the Jiang Clan are extremely mysterious. It's rumored that all of them have cultivated buddhist innate techniques, including some extremely powerful immortal arts that contain boundless possibilities. In the past, no one from the Jiang Clan has ever entered the inheritance grounds of our Namhwang Clan before. Jiang Ziyu is the first." Nanfeng Shengge slowly spoke. "I heard that the buddhist path has a supreme innate technique named the Heavenly Gaze Technique. It can see through all illusions and see through the essence of the parasol leaves. Could it be that Jiang Ziyu has cultivated this technique and is able to see through the secrets of the parasol leaves?"

"But if this is the case, if he doesn't marry into our Namhwang Clan in the future, wouldn't that mean …" Nanfeng Shengge furrowed her brows.

"What are those parasol leaves?" Qin Wentian asked.

"Items recorded in the ancient records of our Namhwang Clan, as well as a secret art that belongs to our Namhwang Clan. This is a test of our familiarity with the ancient records of the Namhwang Clan, as well as our comprehension abilities." Nanfeng Shengge spoke.

Nanfeng Qingruo and Jiang Ziyu's speed grew faster and faster, they had already surpassed Nanfeng Shengge and were gradually catching up to Qin Wentian and Namhwang Yunxi. Most probably, it wouldn't be long before they surpassed them as well.

"Does your Namhwang Clan allow such a situation to happen?" Qin Wentian asked.

"But Jiang Ziyu was invited by Nanfeng Qingruo and can be considered a guest. Even if he managed to pry into the secrets of our Namhwang Clan, our Namhwang Clan has no way to blame him." Nanfeng Shengge spoke. This was a voluntary action of the Namhwang Clan, it was an invitation. In addition, Jiang Ziyu was a disciple of the Jiang Clan, the Namhwang Clan had no reason to do anything to him.

"What about Nanfeng Qingruo? She should know about this right? Why is she so daring?" Qin Wentian asked.

"In such a situation, she would become the Holy Successor of this generation and obtain the inheritance of the ancestral lands. Her status would be extraordinary, who can say anything at that time?" Nanfeng Shengge replied.

Both Nanfeng Qingruo and Jiang Ziyu weren't simple characters.

"In that case, we can only stop Jiang Ziyu." Qin Wentian emotionlessly spoke. If both Nanfeng Qingruo and Jiang Ziyu comprehended the inheritance, Namhwang Yunxi would surely lose. This was cheating.

Qin Wentian and Jiang Ziyu flew higher and higher. Nanfeng Shengge who was in the middle had to raise her head to see them. Kong Ye walked to her side and asked, "Have you given up?"

"No, the one who obtained the inheritance in the end wouldn't be me. Regardless of Qin Wentian or Jiang Ziyu, both of them aren't simple characters." Nanfeng Shengge stared at the two figures in the air. So it turned out that she was merely a spectator.

"Jiang Ziyu." At this moment, Qin Wentian called out. A moment later, his voice rang out in Jiang Ziyu's mind. However, it was as though he didn't hear it and continued comprehending the inheritance. The parasol leaves landed on the ground.

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