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Chapter 1196

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"BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!" The giant stomped on the ground, causing the heavens and earth to rumble unceasingly. Qin Wentian's cold eyes stared at the speck-like silhouettes before him. Finally, he stopped.

Before him, the holy maiden of the Namhwang Clan transformed into the Shadow of the Ancient Phoenix. Qin Wentian could sense the rage in her heart. He stretched his hand out and spoke, "I will make them feel so much pain that they would rather die than live."

That holy maiden landed on Qin Wentian's outstretched palm, transforming into a drop of nirvanic blood. Another holy maiden also appeared, she had also undergone nirvanic rebirth. Qin Wentian stared at her before turning his gaze back to the maiden whose immortal-foundation was crippled and who was captured by the White Tiger people. His heart was filled with an incomparably cold chill.

The White Tiger people would definitely pay a terrible price for this.

Two nirvanic rebirth, one crippled. And this was merely a battlefield. He had no idea what his friends in the entire Sacred Academy had experienced.

After storing the two droplets of nirvanic blood, his palms radiated a terrifying might as he grabbed downwards. In the center of his brows, a pair of demonic eyes appeared. That pair of eyes directly pierced into the eyes of the white tiger that captured the holy maiden. The will of truth contained within his eyes penetrated into the mind of the white tiger and in that instant, the white tiger abruptly closed its eyes. It only felt a supreme demonic silhouette appearing in its mind. That demonic silhouette was lofty and lofty, like a demon god peering down at everything in the world.

"BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!" That terrifying will contained the towering anger of Qin Wentian. While the white tiger was still struggling, Qin Wentian's terrifying palm had already slammed down. The other five experts evaded, temporarily avoiding the attack. At this moment, how could they still care about the life and death of their companion?

This terrifying palm was simply too large. If it directly slammed down, even the holy maiden would be killed. However at this moment, a fearsome sword might manifested in the palm. The sword qi was controlled with incomparable precision, and with a flick of his finger, a supreme sword might pierced into the body of the white tiger, causing it to scream unceasingly as it directly died, reverting back to its true form, a gigantic white tiger.

The palm covered the ground, pulling the corpse of the white tiger and the holy maiden up into the air. Qin Wentian then pulled them up into the air.

Staring at the holy maiden of the Namhwang Clan, her eyes were filled with tears. Her immortal foundation was crippled, and her two sisters underwent nirvanic rebirth. How could she not feel pain in her heart?

"I once had a stroke of good fortune and obtained a technique to reconstruct my immortal foundation. Namhwang Yunxi has also cultivated this technique. After we return from the Sacred Academy, I will get Namhwang Yunxi to impart this technique to the Namhwang Clan. Your immortal foundation will be even more perfect." Qin Wentian spoke to the holy maiden in his palm.

The holy maiden of the Namhwang Clan froze for a moment before nodding her head lightly.

Qin Wentian placed her on his body, his cold eyes staring down at the white tiger below. How cold was his gaze?

A few gigantic white tigers appeared. One of them had a terrifying physique, exuding a baleful aura that towered up into the heavens, manifesting a supreme white tiger demon Shadow.

The ability to transform one's body was something only immortal kings could do. But immortal-foundation experts who cultivated secret arts could similarly expand their physique to an incomparably large size, increasing their strength. Qin Wentian's strength originated from the Driftsnow Master. Even that gigantic white tiger, in front of Qin Wentian, didn't seem large at all.

Naturally, true strength wasn't determined by the size of one's body. The larger one's body, the more obvious the target would be, and the easier it would be for one to be hit. There were advantages, but there were also disadvantages.

"I won't kill you all directly. I will capture you alive and roast you as meat." Qin Wentian's heart was filled with boundless rage. The White Tiger people not only wanted to kill the people of the Namhwang Clan, they even wanted to humiliate them before killing them. In that case, he would use the same method to deal with the people of the White Tiger people. The White Tiger Race would definitely pay a price.

"Shameless boasting." A cold voice rang out. A ninth-level immortal-foundation expert from Zidi's Followers appeared. Violet qi towered up into the sky as a terrifying violet giant appeared, exuding a towering might. He was at the ninth-level of immortal-foundation. Back then, Zi Daoyang had yet to become an immortal. When the two of them used Zidi's ultimate art, the Ultimate Violet Saint Immortal Art, the difference in power wasn't just a level.

"Master has long wanted your life, but because of his status, he disdained to bully you. Today, I shall kill you." That expert coldly spoke.

Qin Wentian stared at him. He released his immortal-foundation as boundless demonic energy gushed forth. Eight gigantic demon shadows floated around him. At this moment, Qin Wentian truly transformed into a demon god, controlling the saint beasts and demon kings.

"Are you even worthy?" Qin Wentian's palms blasted out. The eight greater demons roared as Qin Wentian's palm imprints blasted out, transforming unceasingly. After that, a terrifying black hole of the demon god appeared, akin to a boundless black hole of primordial chaos, wanting to devour the entire sky. Upon feeling that heaven-shaking might, the expressions of Zidi's Followers drastically changed. What ultimate art was this? How could it be so terrifying? That black hole of primordial chaos contained a heaven-shaking might.

"DIE!" With a thunderous roar, a terrifying violet fist imbued with boundless heavenly energy blasted out, slamming into the black hole of the demon god. However, the roar of a demon god rang out from within the black hole, directly devouring his attack. The powerful White Tiger also frenziedly attacked, unleashing the ultimate art of the White Tiger people. However, their fates were the same. Before that terrifying ultimate art, everything was devoured. The countenances of the two of them were filled with shock. The black hole truly wanted to devour the entire sky, blotting out the sun.

"Break!" The body of the disciple of the Violet Emperor expanded explosively once more. His heaven-shaking might penetrated through the heavens and earth, gushing forth in all directions, blasting into the black hole of the demonic divinity. However, a heaven-shaking roar rang out from within, shattering everything. After that, the black hole engulfed his incomparably gigantic body.

"No …" The powerful elite bellowed. How could this strike be so powerful? It was impossible …

"Boom!" Loud booms resounded incessantly. Darkness descended as the demon god flashed past. The extremely powerful elite vanished just like that. The remnant force even struck White Tiger, causing him to spit out blood. His massive body seemed like it was on the verge of shattering as he let out a heaven-shaking tiger roar.

Qin Wentian stomped on the Heavens and Earth, causing the mountains to crumble and the earth to crack. Another strike blasted out, landing on the body of the White Tiger. The terrifying suppressive might instantly blasted into the White Tiger's body, shattering his internal organs and causing fresh blood to spurt out. Qin Wentian's palm imprint smashed out, directly grabbing the gigantic body of the White Tiger in his palm. His eyes were ice-cold as he stared down at the White Tiger, as though he was the king of all existences.

There were still three more experts below. Their bodies were trembling as terror was written all over their faces. Was Qin Wentian already so powerful to such an extent? Most probably, other than Huang Shatian, no one else would be able to suppress him.

"All of you, repent." Qin Wentian's palm slammed down. The three experts frantically fled. Their hearts were filled with a bone-chilling coldness, filled with despair. It wasn't easy for them to cultivate until now. They all had extraordinary statuses. But now, were they going to die?

A few thunderous booms rang out. That disciple of the Violet Emperor was directly slapped into a cripple, his immortal foundation shattered and his internal organs ruptured. His entire person was in an incomparably miserable state. However, Qin Wentian didn't take his life. He wanted to make this disciple regret his actions.

As for the two White Tigers, Qin Wentian only crippled them but didn't take their lives. He planned to hand them over to the Namhwang Clan to be dealt with.

The three holy maidens were in such a miserable state. The entire Namhwang Clan had probably suffered heavy losses in the Sacred Academy. How could the White Tiger people not bear their anger?

"RUMBLE!" The earth trembled. Qin Wentian was still moving forward but his speed had slowed down. He wanted to let everyone in this boundlessly vast region see him. He wanted his friends to come here and if his enemies wanted to come, he would crush them with ease.

Two experts from the Battle Saint Tribe appeared first. They found Qin Wentian and called out, "Saint Lord!"

Qin Wentian nodded to them and continued forward. Staring at that heaven-shaking body, they couldn't help but to sigh in their hearts. The Saint Lord was as expected of the Saint Lord, tyrannical and unrivaled. Back then when he joined the Battle Saint Tribe, he was the weakest. But now, he has already surpassed them.

Qin Wentian who was continuing forward saw the familiar silhouette of Jun Mengchen. They flew over and called out, "Senior brother!"

"Are you alright?" Qin Wentian saw that Jun Mengchen's robes were tattered. The handsome Jun Mengchen was now in a sorry state.

"Don't worry. Since senior brother has returned, we have to kill our way back." Jun Mengchen spoke with incomparable rage.

Qin Wentian nodded, "Let us continue to search for the others."

As he spoke, he continued forward. Everywhere he passed by, his enemies would retreat while his friends would come forward. His forces gradually grew stronger and stronger.

Finally, several powerful holy maidens of the Namhwang Clan appeared. They stared at Qin Wentian as traces of sorrow could be seen on their faces. Qin Wentian passed the two drops of nirvanic blood shadow to the holy maidens as well as the holy maidens standing on top of him. The holy maidens received them one by one as tears filled their eyes.

The holy maidens of the Namhwang Clan had never been in such a miserable state before. The White Tiger people had to pay a price.

"There are four greater demons of the white tigers here." Qin Wentian dragged the corpses of the white tigers behind him. They were all still alive as he spoke, "I have been waiting for you all to come. I will roast the white tiger meat and use fresh blood to wash away my hatred."

"Let's continue forward first and meet up with the other sisters before we eat the white tiger meat." The Southern Phoenix Holy Maiden coldly spoke.

"Right." Qin Wentian nodded and continued forward. Everyone followed behind him as the number of experts gathered here increased unceasingly. Many days later, there were already over ten experts gathered here. They returned to the central region of the Sacred Academy and left the four White Tiger people there. The bodies of the Namhwang Clan's experts were bathed in flames. In an instant, the four gigantic white tigers howled miserably within the flames.

"You all will pay the price." The roars of the white tigers shook the heavens and earth. The Sacred Academy was alarmed as many experts rushed over. When they saw this scene, all of them felt their hearts trembling.

"Before this, you all started the war and acted against us. Have you ever thought of the price you would pay?" The voice of the holy maidens of the Namhwang Clan was incomparably cold. More and more holy maidens waved their phoenix flames, gradually roasting the white tigers.

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