Two immortal kings fought in the air, shooting up into the sky. For this battlefield, there was no one to command them. Other than immortal kings, the others had no way to control an immortal-foundation army.
At this moment, this chaotic army could only fight on their own.
The Dongshengxian Gate's army was long prepared and had a trump card. If it wasn't for the divine ape formation formed by Qin Wentian and the others, their nine-dragon battle formation would have become an invincible weapon that could pierce right into the heart of the Immortal Qianbian Gate, influencing the entire battlefield.
Right now, because the nine-dragon battle formation was defeated, they took out a powerful treasure they brought with them, causing the entire battlefield to have no way to form a formation. If a formation couldn't be formed, the entire army would engage in a chaotic battle.
And in terms of individual combat prowess, the Dongshengxian Gate's army was made up of well-trained soldiers and was clearly stronger. Even before the battle started, they were already in an undefeatable position.
Roars rang out unceasingly as the sounds of killing shook the sky. Both armies rushed towards each other. Even if they couldn't form a formation, they could only kill.
Qin Wentian floated in the air, surrounded by thirty-six experts from the Battle Saint Tribe, protecting him. The battlefield could change in an instant, they naturally had to follow closely behind Qin Wentian. They mustn't allow Qin Wentian to be in danger.
The two armies clashed, immortal arts were unleashed unceasingly as all sorts of innate techniques and techniques clashed against each other. The sky was in chaos, the destructive currents transformed into a terrifying tempest that ravaged this entire space.
The commanders of the nine-dragon battle formation were all clad in violet-gold armor. They floated in the air and slashed out with their dragon spears. Everywhere they passed by, they were invincible, killing whoever they met.
Qin Wentian wasn't in a hurry to fight. He was observing the battlefield. Right now, under the situation where they couldn't even form a formation, they could only fight alone. The strength of a single person wouldn't be able to affect the entire battle. He wanted to see the disparity between the individual combat prowess of the Immortal Qianbian Gate and the Dongshengxian Gate.
After the full-scale collision, Qin Wentian found that the Immortal Qianbian Gate's disadvantage was revealed. They were slightly weaker than the Dongshengxian Gate's army. He had to think of a way to save this battle.
Inclining his eyes, Qin Wentian stared ahead. The army of Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect was invincible, they were still slaughtering their way over. These were all experts with a high cultivation base, the elites of the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect.
"Buzz." Qin Wentian waved his hand, and light flashed. He clapped his hands, and puppet armors opened one by one. Qin Wentian said, "Go in."
In the surroundings, the thirty-six experts from the Battle Saint Tribe, as well as Jun Mengchen, Purgatory and the others, all stepped into the puppet armors. Qin Wentian himself also stepped into one. There were over ten people in the surroundings, all of them were clad in puppet armors. Although they were insignificant compared to the entire battlefield, they still caused the spectators to feel a sense of imposingness.
If it wasn't for the fact that he had no other choice, Qin Wentian wouldn't use these puppets. This indicated that he might have to expose his identity. Once his identity was exposed, he would have no way to continue staying at the frontlines or he might be assassinated by the immortal kings of the Dongshengxian Gate. In order to kill him, the Dongsheng Heaven Emperor would definitely break the rules.
"Kill them all together." Qin Wentian spoke as he directly walked towards the elite from the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect clad in violet-gold armor.
"Mhm?" These experts were invincible, leading an army of thousands. Their morale was extremely high as they slaughtered their way into the heart of the Immortal Qianbian Gate. At this moment, when they saw Qin Wentian and the others walking over, their eyes flashed. And when the elites of the Immortal Qianbian Gate saw Qin Wentian and the others walking over, they couldn't help but feel as though they had found their backbone. They followed behind Qin Wentian and prepared to face the enemies.
"KILL!" Qin Wentian spoke. The thirty-six experts in the surroundings all radiated a dazzling light at the same time. Battle immortal light circulated around their armors as they blasted out with their palms. Thunderous roars thundered through the air as numerous divine apes soared through the air. Everywhere they passed by, the experts of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect were directly killed. With just a single strike, over a hundred experts from the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect who were blocking their path were all killed.
"Elite disciples of the Dongshengxian Gate?" Qin Wentian and the others walked towards the experts in violet-gold armor as they coldly spoke, "All of you shall die here."
After speaking, the group of them stepped out and launched another attack. Numerous divine apes soared through the air, their howls shaking the heavens, their strength capable of destroying the void. Those who wanted to kill them all died instantly. Only those from the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect would be qualified to clash head-on with them.
"KILL!" Those experts from the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect who were clad in violet-gold armor all stabbed out with their spears at the same time. In an instant, a storm of destruction gushed over, wanting to destroy everything. Qin Wentian roared. His puppet-armored body expanded to ten thousand meters, resembling a god of war. Not only for him, the experts from the Battle Saint Tribe beside him all unleashed a violent might as their bodies grew towering, resembling ancient divinities.
The Battle Saint Art was all-encompassing, able to transform into countless life and death techniques. Even if one didn't break through to the immortal king realm, they would be able to expand their bodies and unleash battle prowess.
Also, the puppet-armored bodies on their bodies were specially made. They were extremely flexible and weren't restricted by the size of their bodies.
Over thirty terrifying figures stood in the air, peering down at them with disdain. For a moment, everyone on the battlefield turned their gazes over here as shock filled their hearts. Qin Wentian wanted this effect. He had to make their battle the focal point of the entire battlefield, causing the experts of the Dongshengxian Gate to panic, causing the experts of the Immortal Qianbian Gate to have the confidence that they would win for sure.
The powerful attacks blasted into the bodies of the puppets but they only caused their bodies to tremble. There was basically no way for them to be injured.
Qin Wentian's puppet-armored palms suddenly glowed with boundless resplendent light. As he stretched his hands out, an indomitable divinity's palm blasted out towards the leader of the enemy's battle formation, covering the heavens and earth, wanting to destroy everything.
"This is …" The experts of the Battle Saint Tribe all had looks of terror on their faces as they took out their immortal weapons to defend. However, as the palm imprint blasted down, no one was able to block it. The experts of the Battle Saint Tribe beside Qin Wentian all unleashed their killing techniques at the same time. In an instant, this place became a battlefield of destruction. Many of those experts of the Dongshengxian Gate who were clad in violet-gold armor instantly died, looking extremely miserable.
"How can scheming and crafty plots change the situation? This victory ultimately belongs to the strong. The Immortal Qianbian Gate is invincible." Qin Wentian roared and blasted out another palm imprint, killing his opponents. This group of people were like killing gods on the battlefield. Everywhere they passed by, nothing could survive. For those from the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect, no matter if they were elites or ordinary characters, only death awaited them.
"Invincible!" An expert from the Immortal Qianbian Gate roared.
"Invincible …"
Gradually, the entire battlefield seemed to be infected. The army of the Battle Saint Tribe followed Qin Wentian's footsteps, completely suppressing the auras of the Battle Saint Tribe.
"He is Qin Wentian. Kill him, it would be a great merit if we kill him." At this moment, an ear-piercing roar rang out from within the army. Qin Wentian had donned the puppet-armor and used the God's Hand. Clearly, he would be recognized. For this point, Qin Wentian was already prepared in his heart.
"Qin Wentian?" Many experts of the Dongshengxian Gate weren't unfamiliar with this name. Many years ago, during the hundred-year immortal banquet held by the Dongshengxian Gate, it was precisely because of Qin Wentian that the Emperor Qianbian appeared. That battle was a symbolic battle that caused the Thirteen Prefectures to split. Hence, there were still many people who knew of Qin Wentian. Even the core disciples of the Dongshengxian Gate knew of him.
"Tianwen is Qin Wentian." There were many inner disciples of the Immortal Qianbian Gate who had heard of Qin Wentian before. Although Qin Wentian wasn't a famous immortal king or emperor, he had still done many things that could shake the entire immortal realms. Hence, there were many who knew of his name. If he could become an immortal king one day, the number of people who knew of him would surely increase. Even those who weren't from the Immortal Qianbian Gate would know of his name.
Qin Wentian swept his gaze over and found the person who spoke. It was none other than the person who captured Qin Yao and Luo Huan back then. His silhouette flickered as his gigantic frame soared through the air, appearing before that person. Seeing that person fleeing madly, Qin Wentian roared in rage and blasted out with his palm, covering a vast area. That person only felt the sky above his head turning dark as his body trembled unceasingly. After which, Qin Wentian's palm blasted out, directly smashing that person into pieces.
This grudge, Qin Wentian had long wanted to take revenge and had been waiting for an opportunity. But now, that person actually sent himself to his doorstep, courting death.
"KILL!" Qin Wentian inclined his head and roared in rage, his voice shaking the heavens and earth. He took the lead and continued to kill his way forward. With a single step, he could trample a person to death. With a single palm strike, he could annihilate everyone. The experts of the Battle Saint Tribe followed after him, opening up a path of slaughter. At this moment, there was no one to supervise the battle. Many people in the army of the Dongshengxian Gate directly turned to flee. After all, many of them were recruited by the Dongshengxian Gate and weren't from the Dongshengxian Gate's faction. At this moment, they didn't want to continue fighting. The battlefield was simply too dangerous.
In the battlefield, there was a situation of people fleeing. The army instantly started to crumble. This sort of panic wasn't because of their strength but rather, it was because of the hearts of the people. Although Qin Wentian and the others were powerful, they only relied on their aura to shock the entire battlefield. However, their numbers were too few. If the immortal kings of the Dongshengxian Gate were here, they might still have a chance to stabilize the situation. However, the situation on the battlefield was ever-changing. Most probably, the immortal kings who fled wouldn't have expected that the situation would be settled so quickly.
The people of the Immortal Qianbian Gate didn't retreat this time around. In such a one-sided situation, how could they not chase after their enemies to the end? In any case, the goal of this battle was to annihilate the army of the Dongshengxian Gate.
The Dongshengxian Gate was being hunted down. The disciples of the Dongshengxian Gate started to flee even faster. They didn't want to be embroiled in the battlefield in case the immortal kings wanted to settle scores with them later on.
However, Qin Wentian who had been chasing for a long time suddenly halted his steps. He and the experts of the Battle Saint Tribe returned to their normal size. He stared at the fleeing army as he spoke, "Let's retreat."
After speaking, he turned and fled without hesitation. He had won a great victory but it was destined that he would have to leave this battlefield soon!
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