"You want me to die?" That expert from the Ying Clan laughed uproariously as the roars of dragons shook the sky. In the air, demonic qi gushed forth as an incomparably gigantic dragon manifested, blotting out the sky. It transformed into a law domain, capable of devouring everything. The entire space seemed to be under the belly of the dragon.
"KILL!" That expert from the Ying Clan roared. That true dragon swooped down, its gigantic body aiming for Qin Wentian.
Qin Wentian's law domain erupted forth. Using God's Hand as the foundation, it contained a myriad of transformations, capable of unleashing all sorts of innate techniques. A gigantic palm imprint appeared in the air, enveloping everything. This palm imprint shone with boundless runic light, capable of manifesting a myriad of innate techniques. The palm imprint directly shot towards the descending demonic dragon, manifesting a supreme devil saber that could destroy everything.
This saber could split the heavens and earth apart, slamming into the incoming demonic dragon. Swishing sounds rang out as the demonic dragon was directly slashed apart from the middle.
The countenance of that expert from the Ying Clan changed. However, as an expert of the royal clan, how could he simply rely on the power of his law domain? He roared loudly, exuding a tyrannical aura, akin to a fiendgod. He punched out with his fist as dragon roars shook the heavens and earth. Nine demonic dragons opened their maws wide, wanting to devour Qin Wentian.
Qin Wentian stepped out, exuding boundless tyranny. He stood with his hands behind his back and soared into the air, manifesting another devil saber imprint. The Devil Saber of Annihilation traversed a hundred miles, slashing downwards. With a swishing sound, the demonic dragons were all slashed apart. No matter how tyrannical you are, I will slay you with a single saber strike.
The saber continued forward. That expert from the Ying Clan activated his bloodline and transformed into a true dragon, exuding a powerful aura. His entire person turned golden, the Invulnerable Golden Body manifested. Even when the saber light slashed down, it had no way to break through his body. As an expert from the royal clan, an initial-stage immortal king, how could his strength be underestimated? His attacks and defenses were both incomparably tyrannical.
"How will you kill me?" His golden body was like a peerless overlord. His eyes shone with a brilliant light, and he was extremely confident and arrogant. Although Qin Wentian's saber art was strong, he had cultivated a powerful body-refining art, and he also had a powerful bloodline, the Art of the True Dragon, and the noble bloodline of the royal family. Even if Qin Wentian's combat strength was extraordinary, he would still die.
"I'm just playing with you." Qin Wentian only sneered when he saw this scene, causing the other party to feel extremely humiliated. Just playing around?
"Shameless. You're courting death." That expert from the Ying Clan coldly spoke. However, he only saw boundless light radiating from Qin Wentian, infusing it into his law domain. He still stood there with his hands clasped behind his back, but the palm imprints in the air seemed to fuse together as one. The gigantic palm imprints shone with boundless runic light, and gradually, numerous destructive devil sabers manifested, wanting to suppress and destroy everything.
Qin Wentian took another step forward. Devil might gushed forth, so powerful that it was unexcelled in the world. The aura of the devil sabers abruptly soared to another level as the destructive devil sabers slashed down. This was especially so for the devil saber in the middle, it seemed to be formed from the convergence of countless devil sabers.
"DIE!" Qin Wentian spat out a single word. The devil sabers slashed down, causing the expert from the Ying Clan to howl in rage. However, the devil sabers continued to slash downwards. The devil saber in the middle slashed down, directly cleaving his body into two. With a swishing sound, even before the other experts from the Ying Clan acted, he was already dead.
"YOU DARE?" A cold voice rang out. The experts from the Ying Clan shot towards Qin Wentian, only to see the experts from the Battle Saint Tribe unleashing their terrifying might. Boundless battle might filled the air, unexcelled in the world, protecting Qin Wentian behind him.
"Since I've already killed him, what's there to not dare? Do you really think I'm the same as you guys, only knowing how to talk big?" Qin Wentian glanced at the experts from the Ying Clan. "The people from the Ying Clan can't even withstand a single strike at the same level. The Supreme Sword School is the same as well. I really don't know what qualifications you all have to behave so atrociously before me. This true phoenix skeleton can only be obtained by experts. If you all want to start a war, I'm more than happy to oblige."
Right now, Qin Wentian was already an immortal king expert, he naturally had the aura of an immortal king. He had enemies all over the world, especially in the eastern regions. There were countless people who wanted to kill him, he didn't mind making more enemies. Since there were people who dared to humiliate him, he would definitely repay them. If he could kill them, he would kill them. If he couldn't, he would kill them again after he grew stronger.
On the path of the strong, taking a step back and enduring silently would only cause his opponents to push their luck and bully him. Only by using brute force would one be able to strike fear into the hearts of others.
"Peak-stage immortal king." The experts from the Supreme Sword School and the Ying Clan could feel the might of the experts from the Battle Saint Tribe. For peak-stage immortal kings, the might they unleashed during their battles was extremely terrifying.
"Your law domain seems to be a type of innate technique. What kind of innate technique is it?" At this moment, an expert from the Phoeroc Race calmly asked as he stared at Qin Wentian.
Qin Wentian glanced at him but didn't bother with him.
When the expert from the Phoeroc Race saw that Qin Wentian was ignoring him, he coldly laughed, "If I didn't see wrongly, it should be the secret art of Ancient Emperor Yi, God's Hand, right?"
"To think that demons of the Desolate Mountains would actually know about the secret arts of the immortal realms." Qin Wentian spoke.
"Humans of the immortal realms, how would they know about the strength of our royal races of the Desolate Mountains? Just a mere secret art, let alone knowing about it. Which of our royal races of the Desolate Mountains have inheritances that are weaker than the secret arts of your so-called ancient emperors?" The expert from the Phoeroc Race arrogantly spoke, completely disregarding Wu Xiu from the immortal realms.
"They want to contend against us in the Demongod Mountain of the Desolate Mountains?" The expert from the Phoeroc Race stared at the golden sun bird as he coldly laughed in disdain.
"Maybe, they don't know who you are." One of the golden sun bird spoke, his voice filled with a tyrannical arrogance.
"They think that we are afraid of them. But they don't know that we are merely thinking about whether the skeleton belongs to our race or to yours." The expert from the Phoeroc Race spoke again. The two of them spoke one after another, completely ignoring Qin Wentian and the other experts.
"Let's not waste any more time. Whoever kills the most will get the skeleton. How about it?" A young man from the golden sun bird spoke.
"Right." The expert from the Phoeroc Race nodded. After that, his body started to transform. His gigantic body that had the characteristics of both great rocs and phoenixes appeared in the air. His wings spread out, blotting out the sun. Blood-colored claws and wings gleamed with runic light, exuding incomparable sharpness.
On the other side, the golden sun bird was clad in sun fire. His sharp claws held onto a golden sun spear, capable of melting everything in the world.
"Saint Lord, be careful. These two demons are extremely powerful." The experts from the Battle Saint Tribe stood before Qin Wentian, feeling a sense of threat. These two greater demons were both peak-stage immortal kings and from their tone, they seemed to be extraordinary characters from their respective races. There was a high possibility that they were the leaders of the royal races.
"Bzz ~" Abruptly, a raging wind gusted. Before everyone could react, that blood-colored phoeroc had already vanished from his original location, transforming into a blood-colored bolt of lightning. Now that their immortal senses were obstructed, their vision couldn't even follow the speed of the blood-colored phoeroc.
"BOOM!" A deafening sound rang out. A powerful immortal king from the Ying Clan was blasted apart by a single strike. His entire person resembled blood-colored lava as his entire body started to burn. With a scream of agony, his body exploded, instantly killed.
"I didn't see this phoeroc earlier. His status is even higher compared to the phoeroc sent to obstruct us." Changqing Long Hao's expression stiffened when he saw this scene, feeling an intense sense of threat.
On the other side, the golden sun bird also acted. The sun spear in its talons pierced out as a sun appeared, piercing through the heavens and earth. An immortal king was directly pierced through by the sun flames as he screamed in agony.
"BOOM, BOOM!" Numerous supreme auras gushed forth. Those experts from the Phoeroc Race and Gold Sun Race all unleashed their auras, blotting out the sun as though it was on the verge of destruction.
Early-stage immortal kings weren't even enough to look at in the face of such a supreme battle.
The blood-colored light shot towards Qin Wentian. The speed of the sky roc was inconceivably fast. The experts from the Battle Saint Tribe stood in front of Qin Wentian. With a thunderous roar, battle might gushed forth as they blasted out gigantic palm imprints that covered the heavens and earth, blocking the incoming attack.
"BANG!" Intense rumbling sounds echoed out. That expert from the Phoeroc Race floated in the air, staring at the experts below as he coldly laughed, "Your strength isn't bad."
As he spoke, his blood-colored body blazed with terrifying phoenix flames, wanting to incinerate everything. He transformed into a streak of blood-colored lightning once more, there was basically no way to track his movements.
"Saint Lord, his speed is too fast. It's best for us to retreat."
Qin Wentian's eyes flashed. The combat prowess of a peak-level character from the Phoeroc Race was actually so terrifying?
"Right." Qin Wentian immediately gave the order. After that, the group of them retreated. Many among them had no way to withstand the attacks of that fellow and could only give up on the phoenix skeleton.
Not only for Qin Wentian and his group, the experts from the Supreme Sword School and the Ying Clan were also retreating. Those two fellows were simply too tyrannical, invincible existences below the immortal emperor realm.
The Demon God Mountain didn't give chase. There were countless good fortune waiting for them in the Desolate Mountains. They didn't have the time to chase after these humans.
"What a pity, the runes on the phoenix skeleton might contain innate techniques or even true phoenix inheritance arts." Nanfeng Mingyue sighed.
"That demonic beast has the innate talent of both the great rocs and phoenixes. It's the same for the golden sun crows as well. If it can awaken the true phoenix inheritance arts, it would definitely be a supremely terrifying existence. No wonder they don't care about us immortal cultivators entering the Demon God Mountain. This is the Desolate Mountains, their territory. Even if there's good fortune here, we won't be able to snatch it away." Changqing Long Hao's status was extraordinary, but he couldn't help but to admit that the greater demons of the Desolate Mountains were extremely powerful.
"Right now, the various powers in the immortal realms should have already received the news. Before this, the number of experts from our respective races who came here was not too strong. Once this news circulates, the experts from the various peak powers would all come here, including those at the peak of the immortal king realm. At that time, the demonic beasts of the Desolate Mountains might not be able to gain an advantage." Nanfeng Mingyue spoke.
"Mhm, no matter what, this Demongod Mountain would definitely be filled with experts. Even the Tiandao Sacred Academy isn't as lively as this." Qin Wentian stared at the Demongod Mountain as a look of anticipation flashed in his eyes. He naturally understood the reason why Little Rascal summoned him here. He possessed the bloodline of an incomparably powerful primordial greater demon. Maybe, he would be able to obtain good fortune on the Demongod Mountain!
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