Qin Wentian's words were simply arrogant to the extreme. His White Tiger Race was a royal race in the demon world, their statuses were incomparably lofty, comparable to the immortal clans in Wu Xiu's memories.
"BOOM!" Bai Mou stepped out once more, causing the entire space to tremble as baleful qi towered up into the sky.
"I initially wanted to spare your life but you actually dared to be so impudent, insulting my White Tiger Race. Since this is the case, although I won't kill you, I will let you know the consequences." As the sound of his voice faded, Bai Mou's baleful might towered up into the sky.
"Your words are truly laughable. Could it be that only your White Tiger people are allowed to humiliate others but others are not allowed to retaliate?" Namhwang Yunxi's voice was cold.
"No." Bai Mou glanced at Namhwang Yunxi. "You are right. Only my White Tiger people are allowed to humiliate you but you are not allowed to retaliate. Namhwang Yunxi, although you are the Holy Successor of the Namhwang Clan, this place is the Sacred Academy and the people from your Namhwang Clan who came here aren't as strong as my White Tiger people. Not only that, you are a beautiful woman."
The threat in his voice was unmasked. Namhwang Yunxi turned ashen. Qin Wentian waved his hand as a city appeared. Light flashed as the city expanded outwards, transforming into a terrifying gigantic city. Qin Wentian slowly soared up into the air as the city rose up with him. The experts in the surroundings all stood on top of the city as they rose up into the air.
Bai Mou frowned, he didn't move when he saw this scene, allowing the city to lift him up. When he glanced at Qin Wentian again, he only saw that Qin Wentian was surrounded by a dazzling light that enveloped Namhwang Yunxi, Nanfeng Shengge and the others.
"Immortal Weapon City." Bai Mou coldly spoke.
"In my place, there has never been a precedent of only allowing others to humiliate me. Just now, I took your attack because I wanted to see how strong you are. If you want to be so arrogant, I will definitely make you evil creatures pay the price." Qin Wentian spoke with cold arrogance. A Puppet floated before him, and he pressed his palm against it. Instantly, the Puppet enveloped Qin Wentian's body, forming a perfect fusion with him. It was like a divine armor, fusing together with Qin Wentian's body.
"I'd like to see how you'll make me pay." Qin Wentian arrogantly spoke. After donning the puppet armor, the aura he radiated was already at the ninth-level of immortal-foundation. The light radiating from him was terrifying to the extreme.
Bai Mou stared at Qin Wentian before glancing at this extraordinary city. He then turned his gaze to Qin Wentian, "My White Tiger people have countless slaves of the human Wu Xiu, and there are some with extraordinary talent among them. However, there are very few who have the guts to challenge my White Tiger people. However, do you really think that you are the only one with a powerful immortal weapon?"
"I naturally don't think so. But your arrogance is truly disgusting. Since you White Tiger people are so arrogant, how do you want to fight? I will accompany you." Qin Wentian calmly spoke.
"What's the point of fighting against treasures and immortal weapons? Your guts aren't bad, but your strength is pitifully weak. I hope that in the Sacred Academy, I will be able to see you grow stronger. At that time, I will definitely let you know why there's a need for the White Tiger King Clan." Bai Mou arrogantly spoke. With a flash of his silhouette, he actually turned and departed, no longer bothering with Qin Wentian.
"Wait for me to grow stronger?" Qin Wentian laughed. His eyes flashed as he stared at the experts of the Tianpeng people. Staring at those arrogant silhouettes, he coldly snorted, "Tianpeng people? Just a bunch of lowly birds. "
"You are courting death." An expert from the Tianpeng people stepped out, glaring at Qin Wentian. The eyes of the people in the surroundings flashed, they didn't expect this Qin Wentian to be so brazen. He just offended the experts of the White Tiger people and now, he even dared to provoke the Tianpeng people. In the western regions of the immortal realms, the Tianpeng people would definitely not be weaker compared to the White Tiger people. They were extremely tyrannical and the king of their race, the golden-winged great rocs, had unparalleled strength. They had the pure bloodline of the ancient Great Golden-Winged Roc King. A golden-winged great roc with king-grade bloodline was simply too terrifying.
Qin Wentian just had a conflict with the White Tiger people and now, he wanted to provoke the Tianpeng people? One couldn't help but say that this fellow was simply too brazen. Even many demons couldn't stand it.
At the front, Bai Mou even halted his steps. He turned his head and glanced at the experts from the Tianpeng people as he coldly laughed, "Before this, you said that if they dared to humiliate the Tianpeng people like this, you guys would kill them on the spot. I'm really looking forward to it."
"Kill them all." Little Rascal stretched out his little claws from behind Qin Wentian. These birdmen from the Tianpeng people weren't any good characters. Before this, they kept mocking and instigating the White Tiger people with words. How disgusting.
"I don't want to see you bunch of birds. Scram." Qin Wentian spoke in a low voice, staring at the experts from the Tianpeng people.
The eyes of the experts from the Tianpeng people all gleamed with a terrifying light. A figure stepped out as a pair of wings abruptly appeared on his back. Both of his wings seemed to be made from pure gold and shone with runic light, sharper than swords and sabers.
"Bzz!" A golden roc appeared. Although it wasn't a golden-winged roc of the royal bloodline, its body still flowed with the royal bloodline. Its golden body shimmered with a resplendent light as its eyes pierced through everything, terrifying to the extreme.
With a flap of its wings, sizzling sounds could be heard. A golden long spear appeared on the talons of the golden roc. This golden long spear shone with resplendent runic light, capable of piercing through everything. This was an extremely powerful immortal-ranked weapon.
"Lowly humans, you don't know the immensity of death." That golden roc transformed into a golden bolt of lightning and instantly rushed out. Boundless golden light radiated from the heavens and earth, enveloping the entire space. In that instant, Qin Wentian only felt the space around him changing. The Shadow of a supreme golden roc enveloped this entire space, and he was currently within the Shadow of the golden roc.
The golden long spear of lightning blasted out explosively. It was so fast that it was hard for the naked eye to see the silhouette of the golden roc.
The speed of a great roc has always been incomparably ferocious. Qin Wentian himself had also cultivated the art of a great roc. But right now, the golden roc in front of him had a pure bloodline of the Tianpeng people. He was born with unparalleled speed.
A fearsome attack directly pierced towards his head. That long spear seemed to be able to penetrate through everything, including Qin Wentian's puppeted armor.
Qin Wentian radiated a towering light. He lifted his palms and blasted out. Through the augmentation provided by the puppeted armor, the terrifying God's Hand shone with a dazzling radiance. An ancient halberd of destruction appeared, gleaming with a dark golden light, capable of breaking through everything, colliding head-on with the lightning long spear of his opponent. Ear-piercing sounds of collision rang out as golden bolts of lightning unceasingly blasted out. It was too fast, it was unknown how many attacks were aimed at Qin Wentian.
The light from Qin Wentian's immortal-foundation radiated frenziedly, transforming into the form of a great roc. He lifted his palms and attacked, manifesting numerous great roc immortal arts. In an instant, demonic qi engulfed the area, clashing madly with the spear of his opponent. The two of them soared up into the air, engaging in a frenzied battle.
The eyes of those from the Tianpeng people flashed. Qin Wentian was actually proficient in their Roc Immortal Arts and was extremely powerful.
The experts from the Tianpeng people attacked again. That immortal-ranked long spear radiated boundless resplendent light, resembling a golden-winged great roc that appeared, wanting to devour Qin Wentian within it.
"SCRAM!" Qin Wentian roared. His God's Hand actually manifested a golden-winged great roc. This golden-winged great roc seemed to be a real existence, unleashing a heaven-shaking attack that penetrated through everything. The two golden-winged great rocs clashed madly, fighting in the air, wanting to tear each other apart. Their ferocious might towered up into the sky and this scene was simply too shocking.
Finally, the golden-winged great roc manifested by Qin Wentian seemed to have an endless supply of energy. It slammed into his opponent and a cracking sound rang out. The indestructible body of his opponent was shattered as golden blood flowed from his wound. At the same time, the roc transformed into lightning and retreated back to his original location. Its incomparably lofty eyes stared fixedly at Qin Wentian.
"The skin of these mixed birds is so thick. Little Purgatory, can your fire roast them?" Little Rascal spoke in a baby-like voice, his words causing the golden roc to cough out another mouthful of golden blood. The other experts from the Tianpeng people also coldly stared at Little Rascal.
"Their gazes are so terrifying, scaring this baobao to death." Little Rascal spoke again. After that, his silhouette flashed as he appeared in the air. With a long whistle, golden light filled the sky as he transformed into a golden-winged great roc, incomparably dazzling. His entire body shimmered with a resplendent light as he stared at the experts from the Tianpeng people, "Do you see this? This baobao is the true pure-blooded golden-winged great roc. Quickly call me ancestor."
"Chi …" A golden claw shot out towards Little Rascal. Qin Wentian's silhouette flashed as he appeared in front of Little Rascal, allowing the attack to land on him. He then stepped out and spoke with cold arrogance, "Why are you all still not scramming? Let me send you guys off."
As he spoke, Qin Wentian stepped out. Upon seeing this scene, the expressions of the experts from the Tianpeng people all turned incredibly unsightly. The strongest expert from the Tianpeng people here was defeated by Qin Wentian. How could they continue to fight?
"Let's go." The injured sky roc's silhouette flashed as he arced through the air. The other experts from the Tianpeng people also followed suit.
"How shameful." Little Rascal called out. From the air, the voice of the Tianpeng people drifted over, "Remember this, be more careful in the Sacred Academy in the future. If the king of our race descends, he will definitely make sure all of you die without a burial ground."
"Even if you can't win, you are just bragging." Little Rascal mumbled. Qin Wentian didn't chase after it. He glanced at the surroundings and at this moment, the gazes of the people here were filled with trepidation. They no longer dared to be like before, staring at the two of them fearlessly. It was as though they were waiting for them to be humiliated and killed.
If Qin Wentian didn't act more domineeringly, there would definitely be endless troubles ahead. This was the result of strength. He wanted to let these people know that they shouldn't antagonize him easily.
The light dissipated. Qin Wentian kept the city as the puppet armor on him vanished as well. Namhwang Yunxi walked over, "Many thanks."
"Is there a need for us to be so polite?" Qin Wentian shrugged and smiled.
"Mhm, just devote your heart to me." Little Rascal muttered in his snow-white form. Qin Wentian sent Little Rascal flying with a single slap, causing it to tumble through the air. Little Rascal didn't forget to add, "This baobao is merely speaking the truth."
"Ignore Little Rascal." Qin Wentian speechlessly spoke. This little rascal was getting more and more mischievous.
Namhwang Yunxi smiled sweetly and didn't say anything. Nanfeng Shengge who was beside her spoke, "If Holy Maiden Yunxi is willing to devote her heart to you, would Sir Qin marry her?"
"Shengge." Namhwang Yunxi glared at Nanfeng Shengge who was beside her. Nanfeng Shengge also joined in the fun.
"I heard that it's impossible for the Holy Successor to marry an outsider. But as for beauty Shengge, if I propose to the Namhwang Clan, I wonder if the Namhwang Clan would consider it." A mischievous smile appeared on Qin Wentian's face when he saw Nanfeng Shengge's smile. This lass even dared to tease him.
"I definitely have no objections." Namhwang Yunxi retaliated, causing Nanfeng Shengge's face to turn red!
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