Qin Wentian's voice was like thunder, ringing out in the ears of everyone. In an instant, the gazes of everyone turned to Qin Wentian. This immortal king was actually so audacious, telling the people of the Ying Clan to scram down the moment he appeared.
The eyes of the experts from the Ying Clan narrowed. That peak-stage immortal king sitting in the center stared at Qin Wentian as immortal light radiated from him. He then calmly spoke, "Do you know who you are talking to?"
"The demons of the desolate mountains are fighting against the humans of the immortal realms. What have you guys done? Instigating the demons to act ruthlessly against the Namhwang Clan? Do you think everyone here is a fool?" Qin Wentian inclined his head and stared at the immortal king in the air. "Your Ying Clan has a grudge with the Namhwang Clan, you should settle it later. Using such underhanded methods now is simply a humiliation to the human race."
"Well said." Jun Mengchen spoke. He walked out of the Emperor's Eye region and inclined his head, staring at the experts from the Ying Clan. "Despicable people like you all, what qualifications do you have to sit here and point your fingers? Acting like you are the representatives of the human race, Wu Xiu. How disgusting. The Saber-Sword Immortal King's words are right. You guys should scram down, you guys don't have the qualifications to sit here."
The expressions of the experts from the Ying Clan grew even more unsightly. They didn't expect that there would actually be people who dared to target them. They were able to sit here because the experts from the Ying Clan were extremely powerful, including an extremely terrifying character from the Ying Clan, Ying Zhantian.
Ying Zhantian was a peak-stage immortal king. He sat in the center, his eyes gleaming with the intent of an emperor. Even though he was humiliated by Qin Wentian and Jun Mengchen, he was still as calm as ever. He merely stared at Qin Wentian and Jun Mengchen as he spoke, "It's very simple if you want us to get down. Show us your strength."
"Three rounds. Early-stage immortal kings, mid-stage immortal kings and peak-stage immortal kings. The rules are the same as before. If you guys lose, scram down." Qin Wentian calmly spoke.
"That's right. Before we deal with these evil creatures, let's get rid of some of the scum among the humans first. If you still have the pride of being a top force, then accept the challenge." Jun Mengchen arrogantly spoke. In an instant, the aura of an immortal king from the Ying Clan gushed forth, causing those with weaker cultivation bases to feel stifled.
"If you guys don't even have the courage to accept the challenge, you guys would be a disgrace by just sitting there." An immortal king from the Namhwang Clan coldly spoke.
No one had expected that the battle would suddenly turn into a civil war. The greater demons of the Desolate Mountains hadn't expected this either. This time, it was their turn to watch the show.
Both parties wanted to see what level of strength the other party had reached, how talented the humans of the immortal realms were, and how talented the greater demons of the Desolate Mountains were. Right now, there seemed to be some extraordinary experts among the humans who wanted to challenge the position of the Ying Clan, wanting to push them down from their thrones.
"Alright." Ying Zhantian calmly spoke. His name was Ying Zhantian, and the homonym of his name was Ying Zhantian. From this, one could see how high the expectations placed on him were. How could he not accept a mere provocation from the heavens and earth?
"For the first battle, I will fight. Which of you want to fight me?" Jun Mengchen pointed his finger at the air as he spoke. An empyrean from the Ying Clan stepped out, causing the roars of dragons to echo out, shaking the heavens and earth.
Jun Mengchen's silhouette flashed as he entered the battle platform of the Emperor's Eye. That expert from the Ying Clan stepped out, and with every step he took, the might he exuded grew stronger. Dragon roars rang out from his body, causing his bones and muscles to feel as though they were forged from a true dragon. His body of a divine dragon was unshakable. After he entered the region of the Emperor's Eye, he lifted his hand and grabbed towards Jun Mengchen. His hand was like the sharp claw of a heavenly dragon, boundlessly vast, capable of tearing apart the sky.
"A mere minor dao, how embarrassing." Jun Mengchen punched out with his fist, exuding a terrifying might that caused the heavens and earth to tremble. With a thunderous boom, the sharp claw of the heavenly dragon was shattered.
That expert from the Ying Clan condensed a series of hand seals. Runic light flashed as a true dragon manifested to protect him. Numerous terrifying true dragon shadows appeared around him as the dragon imprints in front of him flashed and blasted out. The dragon imprints transformed into true dragons, capable of annihilating everything as they instantly appeared before Jun Mengchen.
"So weak?" Jun Mengchen roared. His body resembled the body of a divine emperor, shining with a resplendent light as divine energy enveloped him. He was undying and indestructible. No matter how the true dragon tore at him, the light around him protected him from destruction. This was simply shocking.
"What physique is this?" Someone exclaimed. The countenances of those from the Ying Clan were all extremely unsightly to behold. Ying Zhantian was extremely calm. Given Jun Mengchen's physique, it was normal for him to be defeated. It was already sufficient for him to win the next mid-stage immortal king battle. As for the third battle, if he fought, who would be able to contend against him?
And as expected, the outcome of the battle was as expected. Jun Mengchen domineeringly defeated his opponent. If it wasn't for that expert from the Ying Clan using his divine weapon to flee, he would have been killed on the spot. That expert then left the battle platform in an extremely embarrassed manner.
"Trash, you can't even withstand a single strike and you still dare to act so high and mighty? If I was you, I would have scrammed down from the platform myself." Jun Mengchen walked out of the platform and spoke with his head held high.
Ying Zhantian's expression was cold, gleaming with sharpness. The grand era was truly different. Back then in the Tiandao Sacred Academy, there were already many outstanding geniuses. Now, with the invasion of the Desolate Mountains, the royal demonic beasts were terrifying to the extreme. And now, any random person from the Ying Clan had a heaven-shaking physique. Seems like the rumors circulating in the Ying Clan weren't groundless. The immortal realms were in chaos, the golden era was about to descend.
"The battle hasn't ended yet. If you guys lose the next two battles, I want to see how arrogant you can be." An immortal king sitting on a throne in the floating palace arrogantly spoke. He was a mid-stage immortal king and stood up, preparing for the next battle.
"You guys, who will fight the second battle?" He stood high up in the air, staring down at everyone with an unexcelled attitude.
"Me." Qin Wentian inclined his head as two bolts of lightning shot out from his eyes.
"Since you dare to challenge the immortal kings of my Ying Clan, I will kill you in this battle." That mid-stage immortal king was extremely old, his aura was incomparably steady, exuding a sense of imposingness.
"If you kneel and repent now, I can spare your life." That immortal king wanted to show the might of his Ying Clan, giving Qin Wentian a chance.
"Idiot." Qin Wentian spat out. After that, he turned and walked up the platform, bathing in the emperor's eyes. In an instant, emperor light shot out from the emperor's eyes, blasting into Qin Wentian. Qin Wentian actually didn't use any strength to resist, he simply stood there, enduring the baptism of the emperor's eyes. His entire body was incomparably resplendent, exuding an unparalleled magnificence.
The mid-stage immortal king of the Ying Clan was humiliated by the word 'idiot'. He stepped out as eight true dragons revolved around him, exuding an unparalleled might that could devour the heavens and devour the earth. He domineeringly stepped onto the platform, disregarding everything.
"Since you are courting death, I will grant you your wish." After speaking, he directly moved towards Qin Wentian. Dragon roars echoed out, terrifying to the extreme.
"Bzz!" A saber and sword appeared behind Qin Wentian. His left hand wielded a saber while his right hand wielded a sword. He was like his name suggested, the Saber-Sword Immortal King.
Lifting his left hand, Qin Wentian slashed out with his saber. There were no fancy techniques, it was a tyrannical strike. As this saber slashed out, the sky changed color as devil might roared. The intent of destruction shook the heavens and earth, causing chaos in the sky.
"BREAK!" That old immortal king from the Ying Clan roared. Eight true dragons rushed out, exuding a shocking pressure. He had been at this cultivation realm for many years and his combat prowess was extremely high. If not, he wouldn't be the one to fight.
The saber and dragons collided, causing chaos in the sky. Qin Wentian stepped out, slashing out with his right hand. A single sword manifested, capable of destroying everything, his sword intent capable of splitting the heavens apart.
"Puchi …" A crisp sound rang out. The space was still in chaos. However, the crowd only saw blood splattering everywhere. The old man's body stiffened in the air. His body trembled as blood flowed from the center of his eyebrows. His body fell towards the battle platform. He had died.
This battle was even more clean compared to the earlier one. That mysterious Saber-Sword Immortal King merely used a single slash and sword to kill the peak-stage mid-stage immortal king of the Ying Clan. No matter how powerful that immortal king was, he wasn't able to block the power of a single strike. Two lightning-fast strikes later, he was killed.
The experts from the Ying Clan all stood up. Their might swept over the area, violent to the extreme. The spectators were all silent, not daring to say anything.
The Ying Clan was challenged by someone else and they were defeated miserably.
"There's no need for the third battle." Qin Wentian calmly spoke. He stared at the experts from the Ying Clan, "Can you all scram down now?"
Ying Zhantian stared at Qin Wentian. If it was said that he could see through Jun Mengchen's combat prowess and knew that he had a heaven-defying physique, but for Qin Wentian's combat prowess, he actually couldn't see through Qin Wentian's true combat prowess. Such a person shouldn't be a nameless immortal king.
Saber-Sword Immortal King, he had never heard of such a character before.
"Interesting, I don't understand the rules of humans. If I were you guys, I wouldn't be able to endure this." The greater demon from the Desolate Mountains spoke, as though he was intentionally trying to incite the anger of the Ying Clan.
"I heard that the Ying Clan is one of the three great ancient clans of the Southern Region, a supreme power. Even a mid-stage immortal king was killed on the spot and was even pointed at by the Ying Clan, telling them to scram down. What a humiliation."
"Everyone has seen the combat prowess of the two of them. They are truly very powerful. My Ying Clan's defeat isn't unjust." Ying Zhantian was an extraordinary character. He calmly spoke, raising the statuses of Qin Wentian and Jun Mengchen. This way, the Ying Clan wouldn't lose too much face.
"It's just that two victories doesn't mean anything. This is especially so in front of the ancient clans. Are you guys sure you really want to sit on my seat?" Ying Zhantian changed the topic, staring at Qin Wentian.
"Why? You guys don't want to admit it?" Jun Mengchen coldly spoke.
"Everyone should be preparing to head to the City of Ancient Emperors, right? I'm only giving you guys a chance. This seat isn't easy to sit on." Ying Zhantian continued.
"So much nonsense." Jun Mengchen raged. "Are you guys going to scram down or not?"
"Very good. Let's meet again in the City of Ancient Emperors." Ying Zhantian stood up. "Let's go."
As the sound of his voice faded, the experts of the Ying Clan brought the corpses away. They didn't have the face to continue staying here.
The Ying Clan was actually chased away from the floating palace by several immortal kings. This was truly an extremely shocking matter. Jun Mengchen smiled at Qin Wentian, "Brother Saber and Sword's strength is extraordinary. Please."
He was thinking in his heart that the experts of the Heavenly Talisman Realm were truly as common as the clouds. This senior brother he didn't know was actually so powerful.
"Even if the people of the Ying Clan leave, when would it be the turn of a mere Immortal Qianbian Gate to sit on the throne of the Floating Sky Immortal Palace? You guys are still not qualified." An expert on a floating palace coldly spoke, as though he recognized Jun Mengchen as someone from the Immortal Qianbian Gate.
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