Naturally, if Little Rascal was truly from the royal bloodline of heaven devouring beasts, Qin Wentian would naturally be happy for him. After this awakening, Little Rascal would surely be even more terrifying when he went out.
"Senior Phoenix Matriarch, I will go take a look at the rampart." Qin Wentian was the Southern Phoenix Matriarch. Her beauty was unparalleled and her demeanor was extraordinary. However, it was impossible for him to be as casual as he was with Princess Kitamura.
"Go on, since you can awaken your bloodline, you will surely have many harvests here." The Southern Phoenix Matriarch smiled and nodded. Qin Wentian nodded and walked towards the rampart, staring at those supreme greater demons and saint beasts.
There were many greater demons of the Dragon Race, ancient phoenixes, vermilion birds, black tortoises, kirins, white tigers, taotie, primal chaos and many other saint beasts. There were also some extremely rare saint beasts. Qin Wentian walked towards the image of a golden-winged roc and stared at it. After that, his perception gradually sank into it as a shocking scene appeared in his mind.
There was a golden-winged roc there. He had the speed of a great roc and could shuttle through space uncontrollably. His wings were like the sharpest swords in the world, capable of slashing apart all existences. Everywhere he passed by, the heavens and earth would be cleaved into two. That sharp sword was invincible, capable of destroying everything.
He stared ahead and flapped his wings, creating a terrifying spatial storm that could annihilate everything.
He had many unexcelled innate techniques and powerful innate techniques. It felt like he could comprehend all of them here. Qin Wentian quietly contemplated. Now that his bloodline had already awakened, he could cultivate the energy of the Evil God Race. This meant that he could also cultivate the innate techniques of other greater demons. If his attribute was compatible, he might even be able to cultivate the innate techniques of other greater demons.
Although he might not be able to cultivate the innate techniques of the great roc, he had always cultivated the movement technique of a great roc. Comprehending it here would allow him to gain a deeper understanding of it. Although he had no way to stand shoulder to shoulder with the golden-winged roc, his movement technique would still be of great help to him. He naturally wouldn't miss out on such an opportunity.
Qin Wentian immersed himself for a long time before he broke free. After that, he continued to glance at the other saint beasts and greater demons, searching for innate techniques that were suitable for him to cultivate.
"Is this an elephant demon?" Qin Wentian found a powerful and terrifying holy beast. It was from the Elephant Demon Race, but this elephant was like a divine elephant. It was the king of the Elephant Race. Its body was incomparably huge, like an ancient mountain. Its entire body seemed to be cast from metal. Qin Wentian's consciousness sank into it.
The Divine Elephant let out a trumpet that caused the heavens and earth to tremble. Its four hooves stomped on the ground, and suddenly, Qin Wentian had a feeling that this part of the world was being suppressed. It was as if a supreme power was descending, incomparably heavy. After that, the Divine Elephant continued to stomp on the ground, causing the sky to collapse and the earth to crack. Everything was about to be crushed and turned into ashes.
"What a powerful innate technique. This part of the sky seems to be suppressed, and there's also an extremely strong gravity force. If my opponent is trapped within, they would surely be suppressed to the point of being unable to move." Qin Wentian's heart trembled. He was proficient in the laws of force, suppression, and tyrannical devil. His attacks were supported by the laws of sword and destruction. If he could use the innate ability of the Divine Elephant to form a law domain, he would surely be able to unleash shocking might. Even if he couldn't completely kill his opponent, with the support of the Evil Eye Domain and God's Hand Domain, his might would surely be even more terrifying.
When he thought of this, Qin Wentian started to seriously cultivate and comprehend. Once again, he immersed himself in cultivation, unable to extricate himself. This time, he cultivated for a very long time. After reaching the immortal king realm, wanting to use his bloodline power and law energy to imitate the innate ability of a greater demon to form a law domain wasn't so simple. He naturally needed a long period of time to comprehend it.
In addition, as he continued to comprehend and explore his law domain, Qin Wentian's understanding and usage of law energy grew increasingly deeper.
After a long time, Qin Wentian finally formed his third law domain. With the support of his bloodline power, he could unleash the full potential of this law domain. He named it the Divine Elephant Law Domain.
Right now, Qin Wentian had already comprehended three types of law domains. God's Hand Domain, Evil Eye Domain, and Divine Elephant Law Domain. Each of them had different levels of power, and his foundation in the immortal king realm grew more and more stable.
He continued to cultivate, comprehending the innate abilities of the greater demons. Not only him, those human stellar martial cultivators were also here, not willing to leave. All of them had some gains.
Qin Wentian saw some rarely-seen abilities of greater demons. For example, he saw a type of demonic beast he had never seen before, the dream tapir. This demon had the ability to devour the dreams of others, causing them to be unable to extricate themselves. Such an innate ability was incomparably wondrous. Although it wasn't an attack, the power it contained was still extremely shocking. However, Qin Wentian had no way to cultivate such an innate ability.
He could only continue to sense the other innate abilities. Time flowed by extremely quickly. Unknowingly, three years have already passed since the Demongod Mountain was opened. Qin Wentian and the others have been cultivating in the Demongod Mountain and didn't leave. At this moment, Qin Wentian was sitting below the divine statue, quietly comprehending the various innate abilities and innate abilities of the demon world.
By relying on the Ten Thousand Laws Record, as well as the mirror technique he learned in the Tiandao Sacred Academy, he was able to manifest innate abilities just by sitting there.
In Qin Wentian's consciousness, he was currently practicing a sword art. The mirror floated in the air as his figure wielded a sharp sword. Within the sword, a mysterious aura gushed forth, akin to a dream, yet also exuding a tyrannical devilish might.
Qin Wentian moved. His silhouette resembled a great roc, his movements as fast as lightning. When he slashed out with his sword, it was like a dream, an illusory sword, a sword of dreams. It felt surreal, but as the sword light slashed down, a terrifying sonic boom rang out. One could faintly see the sharp claws of a golden-winged great roc slashing through the heavens and earth, as fast as lightning, incomparably tyrannical.
However, the sword art instantly changed. When the first strike missed, the second one instantly slashed out. The style of this sword changed abruptly, it was no longer a slash but a stab instead. It was still as illusory as before, causing people to feel that it was an illusion. However, what didn't change was the speed and tyranny of the sword, as well as the sonic boom that could suppress everything. It was like the attack of a divine elephant, containing boundless might.
The sword didn't stop there. The third sword strike was like the birth of a true dragon, capable of destroying everything, breaking apart the heavens and earth.
After the third sword strike, Qin Wentian's figure halted.
"The three sword strikes are linked together, and the sword art changes every time. It's truly not easy to master them. However, if this sword art is completed, the might it might unleash would surely be shocking. If I can use the power of God's Hand to activate it, the might of the attack would surely be extremely powerful." Qin Wentian silently mused. This sword art was something he created after these few days. The might it unleashed was incomparably tyrannical, and each sword strike was like the innate ability of a greater demon. It was extremely terrifying, and the soul of this sword was derived from the innate ability of a greater demon, the dream tapir. It contained the power of a dream demon, and when the sword strike was unleashed, the opponent would feel as though they were in a dream, sinking into a state of surrealism. If one's law energy or will wasn't strong enough, a single sword strike would be sufficient to kill them.
He named this sword art the Dream Demon Sword Art, having the same name as the dream tapir. It wasn't perfected yet. He continued to cultivate it, infusing the energy of the greater demons into his sword art. After that, he continued to perfect it, transforming it into a sword strike that he could use as he pleased, allowing him to complement his powerful movement techniques.
The human Wu Xiu's talent compared to demonic beasts lay in his comprehension abilities. He naturally had to make good use of this comprehension ability. In the process of perfecting his sword art, Qin Wentian also perfected his own saber and halberd arts, corroborating each other and improving unceasingly.
If he stagnated, he would stand up and observe the rampart of the Demongod Mountain, continuing to comprehend it. By repeating this, his cultivation base improved unceasingly, and his strength grew stronger bit by bit. His usage of law energy grew stronger and stronger as well.
Naturally, all of this was happening silently. No one knew how much he improved or what he comprehended. Everything was just a simulation in his mind. However, the greater demons and humans here all improved greatly. Some of the greater demons grew more and more terrifying, awakening to a shocking extent.
Seven years have already passed. The news of the opening of the Demongod Mountain had long circulated throughout the Desolate Mountains and the immortal realms. The people who were shocked by the news had already calmed down. Although they still felt some trepidation, the greater demons cultivating in the Demongod Mountain all calmed down. They knew that it would still take a very long period of time before these greater demons would be able to exit the mountain.
During these years, Little Rascal, who had passed the inheritance to Princess Kitamura, had a very good relationship with Princess Kitamura. Little Rascal would occasionally jump into Princess Kitamura's embrace to play, and would even lie on Princess Kitamura's chest to rest. This simply caused Qin Wentian to stare dumbfoundedly in admiration of this little fellow.
Some demons were born with the ability to bewitch women. Even for those beauties who could bring about the downfall of empires, they wouldn't be able to escape his demonic claws.
What made Qin Wentian even more depressed was that when Little Rascal shamelessly flirted with women, his cultivation actually didn't fall behind at all. His improvement speed was godly. Such an innate talent of the demonic race simply caused others to be jealous.
Naturally, Qin Wentian's improvement was also extremely great. Today, he who was sitting below the divine statue on the Demongod Mountain was basking in the radiance of the Demongod Mountain. At the peak of the Demongod Mountain, terrifying law energy cascaded downwards, entering his body as a powerful law energy radiated from him. At this moment, Princess Kitamura's eyes flashed as she stared at Qin Wentian. After that, she saw a radiant smile appearing on Qin Wentian's handsome face. Under the radiance of the Demongod Mountain, Qin Wentian's countenance seemed to contain a magical charm, extremely attractive to the eyes of others.
However, Princess Kitamura didn't mind his attractive looks. Because, from Qin Wentian, she could actually sense a mid-stage immortal king aura.
"This cultivation speed …" Princess Kitamura felt her heart trembling. This fellow broke through to the immortal king realm in the Immortal Law Mountain in the Hokage Sengoku Kingdom. How many years has it been since then? He actually broke through to the mid-stage of the immortal king realm? Although this was due to the effects of the Demongod Mountain, as well as the recovery of his bloodline, it still caused Princess Kitamura to feel shock in her heart. Didn't Qin Wentian say that he had cultivated for less than two hundred years?
If this continued, wouldn't he be able to become an immortal emperor within three hundred years?
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