Everyone wasn't clear about the relationship between Emperor Yu and Ancient Emperor Yi. But earlier when he was dealing with the Dongsheng Heaven Emperor, he faintly displayed an innate technique that was similar to God's Hand. This caused people to suspect that Emperor Yu might have cultivated God's Hand as well. In addition, Emperor Yu was the protector of Ancient Emperor Yi's inheritance. Clearly, the relationship between him and Ancient Emperor Yi was extraordinary. In that case, it was understandable that Emperor Yu wanted to stand up for Qin Wentian.
"Emperor Yu, are you trying to chase us out?" Zidi's eyes gleamed with violet light as he calmly spoke.
"Those who respect me are my guests. Before this, this old man has already given all of you enough face by handing over God's Hand for you to cultivate. Right now, the inheritor of God's Hand has already appeared, yet you guys still want to cause trouble here? Aren't you looking down on this old man a little too much?" Emperor Yu coldly spoke, his voice enveloping the entire God Hand Mountain Manor.
"In addition, if you guys want God's Hand, you can enter the ancient mountain yourself. If you want the treasures, you can go and seize them. Dealing with a little baby brat is useless to you guys. I advise you all to consider this carefully."
Emperor Yu's words were logical. Some immortal emperors were hesitating. After all, there were three parties supporting Qin Wentian now - the Namhwang Clan, Emperor Yu and the Emperor Qianbian. Before this, there was only the Emperor Qianbian, and there was nothing to worry about. But now, with the addition of Emperor Yu, who could repel the Dongsheng Heaven Emperor with a single arrow, as well as the two experts beside him, as well as the Namhwang Clan, they had no choice but to consider things carefully.
"My Namhwang Clan will protect Qin Wentian. Everyone, please consider carefully, don't make the wedding dress for others." Nanfeng Guhong spoke at the same time. These two hegemonic characters clearly expressed their support for Qin Wentian. Some of the immortal emperors of the Southern Regions already had thoughts of retreating. It seemed that they wouldn't be able to participate in this matter.
"Would the Namhwang Clan spend so much effort for an outsider?" Dongsheng Heaven Emperor replied.
"Eastern Sage, it's best if you don't interfere in the matters of the Namhwang Clan. You are not qualified yet." Nanfeng Guhong couldn't be bothered to reply to him. She merely spoke with arrogance, her words causing Qin Wentian who was beside her to deeply sense the might of an immortal emperor of the Namhwang Clan. Although Nanfeng Guhong was only the Holy Maiden of the Southern Phoenix Matriarch, she was still a Holy Maiden at the immortal emperor realm, a direct descendant of the Southern Phoenix Matriarch. She didn't have the Dongsheng Heaven Emperor in her eyes at all.
"The death of my nephew and the death of Eastern Sage's son has yet to be investigated. You want us to forget everything with a single sentence?" Zidi spoke again.
"That's right. No matter what, we have to settle this debt." The immortal emperor of the Ying Clan spoke. His Ying Clan wasn't afraid of the Namhwang Clan at all.
"How ridiculous. Your nephew and the son of Eastern Sage chased after Qin Wentian. Even if Qin Wentian killed them, there's nothing wrong with that. Since their skills were inferior, who can be blamed? Let alone the fact that Qin Wentian wasn't the one who killed them. As immortal emperors, why are you guys venting your anger on Qin Wentian? " Nanfeng Guhong continued, "As for your Ying Clan, Yingteng was humiliated by Qin Wentian in the ancient mountain. As an elder, you actually stepped out? Are the descendants of the Ying Clan all so useless? Simply throwing the face of the ancient clans of the Southern Region away. "
"Who needs an elder to step out? If it wasn't for Qin Wentian borrowing the puppet armor, I, Yingteng, would have killed him effortlessly." Yingteng was pointed out and mocked. His anger burned. The humiliation he suffered at the bronze gate could only be washed away with the blood of Qin Wentian.
"Did you hear that? He used despicable methods to deal with Yingteng." An immortal emperor from the Ying Clan spoke.
"Is that so?" A calm voice rang out. Qin Wentian walked out from behind Emperor Qianbian and Nanfeng Guhong. His gaze turned to Yingteng as he spoke, "Since senior feels this way, allow me and Yingteng to settle our grudges using the method of juniors. No immortal weapons, no puppets. If Yingteng defeats me, I will follow the Ying Clan and allow senior to deal with me as you wish."
The eyes of the immortal emperor from the Ying Clan flashed. His gaze gave Qin Wentian a huge pressure.
"What an arrogant brat." The immortal emperor from the Ying Clan spoke. If he lost, he would follow the Ying Clan. This was akin to handing his life over to him.
"Yingteng." He stared at Yingteng as a questioning look appeared on his face.
"Leave it to me." Yingteng radiated a terrifying rage as he stepped out.
"Wait a minute." Nanfeng Guhong suddenly spoke. The immortal emperor from the Ying Clan glanced at her only to hear Nanfeng Guhong continuing, "What should we do if Yingteng is defeated?"
"Do as you wish." Yingteng replied.
"My Namhwang Clan has no interest in you. If Qin Wentian really kills you, would your Ying Clan release Qin Wentian today? If you want to kill him, you are nothing more than an empty dream." Nanfeng Guhong coldly spoke.
"What do you want?" The immortal emperor from the Ying Clan asked.
"Qin Wentian, what do you think?" Nanfeng Guhong asked Qin Wentian.
"How would junior dare to make a request of the Ying Clan? If I win, I only hope that the Ying Clan will leave this place and not find trouble for me in the future because of this matter." Qin Wentian smiled. Nanfeng Guhong nodded her head silently. Qin Wentian was truly calm, he knew what he should do at this moment. He obtained God's Hand as well as the treasure left behind by Ancient Emperor Yi. In the eyes of everyone, these treasures were living treasures. Qin Wentian should be thinking about how to resolve his future troubles instead of trying to show off his might for a moment.
"Do you think you can win?" Yingteng arrogantly spoke as he stepped out.
"Senior?" Qin Wentian didn't look at Yingteng but was staring at the immortal emperor from the Ying Clan instead.
"I promise you. If you win, my Ying Clan will leave this place and not find trouble for you in the future." The immortal emperor from the Ying Clan was also very confident in Yingteng's strength. Qin Wentian's cultivation base was only at the first-level of immortal-foundation. Although his combat prowess was tyrannical, Yingteng's cultivation base was higher than his. Also, as a heaven chosen of his clan, there should be a 90% chance that he could defeat Qin Wentian.
"Brother Ying, please." Qin Wentian politely spoke. Yingteng's eyes burned with rage. With a rumbling sound, his aura erupted forth as the might of an immortal emperor gushed forth from him.
Immortal light flashed from Yingteng as a thunderous roar thundered out, shaking the heavens and earth. Behind Yingteng, a terrifying demonic dragon actually manifested. In an instant, the gigantic Shadow of a Demonic Dragon appeared in the sky, peering down disdainfully at everyone, exuding a terrifying might.
"Demonic Dragon Immortal Foundation." Qin Wentian's eyes flashed. The Namhwang Clan and the Ying Clan were the two hegemonic powers of the Southern Regions. The immortal foundations of the Namhwang Clan were in the form of phoenixes while the immortal foundations of the Ying Clan were in the form of dragons. In addition, this immortal-foundation demonic dragon was truly powerful. The grade of its immortal foundation was also very high, resembling a true gigantic demonic dragon.
"The people of the Ying Clan cultivate a secret art of the ancient races, using dragons to form their immortal foundations. Their combat prowess is tyrannical and they are known as emperors among men. Although this Qin Wentian is also an extraordinary genius, in a situation where his cultivation base is too low, how can he contend against Yingteng?" Everyone stared at the battlefield.
Qin Wentian's entire body radiated a dazzling light as a fearsome might gushed forth from him. At this instant, the crowd only saw Qin Wentian undergoing a transformation. A resplendent light radiated from him, but this wasn't immortal light. It was like an innate halo of light, a halo of the fleshly body. At this instant, Qin Wentian's aura skyrocketed, akin to an innate emperor, possessing an indestructible body.
"ROAR!" A heaven-shaking roar of rage rang out. Long Teng's immortal foundation radiated a fearsome might as golden dragons swooped down. The gigantic bodies of the dragons exuded a fearsome aura of a king, wanting to devour Qin Wentian whole. Yingteng stood arrogantly in the air, resembling a supreme emperor, exuding an aura that towered up into the heavens. The entire sky was covered by the demonic dragon Yingteng, shaking the heavens and earth.
Within Qin Wentian's body, his immortal foundation changed as numerous pictures of the True Hou appeared. His palms radiated a brilliant light as he blasted out with God's Hand. The gigantic True Hou let out heaven-shaking roars as they fought against the demonic dragon. For a period of time, the heavens and earth trembled violently.
"BOOM!" Yingteng stepped out. His arms transformed into dragon arms as he blasted out. Draconic roars shook the heavens as an incomparably thick demonic dragon arm swept through the heavens and earth, shattering space as it shot towards Qin Wentian. At the end of the arm, a gigantic bloody maw appeared, wanting to devour Qin Wentian whole. It wanted to devour Qin Wentian in a single gulp.
The light radiating from Qin Wentian grew even more resplendent as rumbling sounds rang out. His body grew larger, resembling an indestructible god as runic light flashed around him.
"DIE!" Qin Wentian roared. He folded his arms as a draconic shadow manifested from his body. Similarly, a demonic dragon soared up into the air, colliding with the gigantic maw of the demonic dragon arm, resulting in a violent explosion.
"This physique." Everyone stared at the physique of Qin Wentian. A first-level immortal-foundation cultivator actually had such a terrifying physique. It was simply an indestructible body, akin to the body of a myriad of laws. This was too terrifying. Many people had a feeling that if someone at the same level as Qin Wentian attacked Qin Wentian, that person would definitely be killed by Qin Wentian's physique.
The immortal emperors of the Ying Clan frowned. The combat prowess of this Qin Wentian was simply too overwhelming. His aura was immense, like a descendant of a saint beast. He was like a descendant of a divinity.
"Although your combat prowess is strong, you still have to die." Yingteng roared in rage. Instantly, the roars of dragons rang out as numerous terrifying greater demons appeared in the air, staring down at Qin Wentian with disdain.
The killing might of the innate techniques of the Ying Clan was extremely terrifying.
"DIE FOR ME!" Yingteng roared. Ten thousand dragons roared as they slammed down. This Ten Thousand Dragon Slaughter contained a devouring might, an indomitable might of metal, and an incomparably violent demonic might. All these immortal law energies were infused into his immortal foundation, and when they erupted forth, how terrifying would it be?
Qin Wentian's body emitted a heaven-shaking howl of rage. His strength was pushed to the extreme as powerful runic light circulated around him. His body grew larger once more, and when he stared at the overwhelming might of the Ten Thousand Dragon Slaughter, his eyes gleamed with a dazzling light.
The fearsome runes on his body transformed into an incomparably gigantic Shadow of a Xuanwu Divine Turtle, enveloping Qin Wentian. Numerous demonic dragons slammed down, causing the Shadow of the Xuanwu Divine Turtle to tremble violently. However, the attacks didn't manage to break through it. This caused everyone to be deeply shocked at how terrifying Qin Wentian's physique was. How strong was his defense?
"BOOM!" Qin Wentian's body grew larger and larger. With a thunderous roar, terrifying great rocs manifested from his body, tearing apart the heavens and earth, wanting to destroy everything. His palm blasted out, causing the sky to change color as the space around him was destroyed.
Yingteng's expression drastically changed. He unceasingly unleashed terrifying attacks but all of them were destroyed under the might of that terrifying palm. Not only that, a terrifying black-colored ancient halberd of destruction appeared in his opponent's hand, capable of destroying everything. Finally, Yingteng felt the sky turning dark. The gigantic palm slammed down, causing cracks to appear on his immortal foundation as his body was flung through the air!
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