The killing intent of the golden-armored man intensified. A terrifying sharpness gushed forth from him as he stepped out. His golden long spear stabbed out explosively once more as a bolt of golden lightning shot towards Qin Wentian. It was unknown how strong the might of this attack was.
Qin Wentian stepped out consecutively as Divine Inscriptions flashed, manifesting an azure dragon that soared towards the golden lightning. With a thunderous boom, the Divine Inscriptions shattered.
"The nine of us are the guardians of the inheritance, and our cultivation bases are all at the peak of Yuanfu. If the contender for the inheritance is outstanding in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions and has the support of Divine Inscriptions, he would be able to defeat us and seize the inheritance. However, you only have the attainments in the Dao of Divine Inscriptions, how can you not die?"
The words spoken by the golden-armored man were extremely sharp. With every step he took, a surge of sharpness bore down on Qin Wentian, causing Qin Wentian to feel as though his body was about to be pierced through.
Qin Wentian retreated, yet at this moment, the sound of whistling wind could be heard as several silhouettes dashed into the great hall.
They were none other than Zhan Chen, Yang Fan, Zhao Lie, Orfon, and the rest. They had joined forces and used their strongest attack to break apart the barrier of Divine Inscriptions, and immediately rushed towards the great hall. Upon seeing that Qin Wentian and the rest had yet to obtain the inheritance, they heaved a sigh of relief in their hearts. Seems like Qin Wentian and the rest weren't having it easy.
Zhu Sha's hands were still stained with blood. When he swept his gaze towards Qin Wentian, his killing intent was extremely sharp.
Now that they had arrived here, the inheritance was already in front of them. There was no need for Qin Wentian anymore.
This brat deserved to be killed.
"Grandmaster Qin, how do you wish to die?" Zhu Sha icily asked.
Qin Wentian coldly stared at him, "Could it be that you guys don't wish to leave this secret realm?"
Zhu Sha's countenance changed, only to see a golden-armored man speaking, "Since all of you are here, all of you have the qualifications to fight for the inheritance. If you defeat us, you will be able to obtain the treasure of the Ascendant. After that, the entire secret realm will be destroyed, and you can leave with ease."
Hearing the golden-armored man's words, the killing intent in Zhu Sha's eyes intensified, and he grinned at Qin Wentian.
However, Zhan Chen, Yang Fan and the others were all staring at the ancient book in the statue's hand. They didn't even have the intention to kill Qin Wentian anymore.
If they could obtain the Empyrean's inheritance, it would be like adding wings to a tiger. From then on, they would become the only geniuses of their families and sects.
For the various transcendent powers, regardless of sects or clans, there were countless geniuses in every generation. Right now, they were all at the peak of Yuanfu and feared the top rankers of the Heavenly Fate Rankings. However, before them, there were also geniuses who had broken through to Heavenly Dipper, and their statuses weren't any lower than them.
After them, there would still be more Heaven's Favorites emerging.
The geniuses were all candidates to become the leaders of their respective clans and sects. Only by defeating everyone else in this cruel competition would they be able to rise above the rest and become the one and only future leader.
Now, the Empyrean's inheritance was undoubtedly a great opportunity.
In Zhan Chen's palms, an incomparably sharp sword appeared. This was a peak-tier, third-ranked Divine Weapon.
In Yang Fan's hands, a pair of armlets appeared, covering both his palms. This was also a peak-tier, third-ranked Divine Weapon.
Although the Heaven's Favorites didn't have any fourth-ranked Divine Weapons, it didn't mean that their sects didn't.
However, they were all Heaven's Favorites, and were the future leaders of their respective clans and sects. The requirements of their clans and sects were the strictest, and they wouldn't allow them to rely on powerful Divine Weapons. Even if they had one, it would only be used for survival or fleeing, and not for attacking purposes.
This way, they might meet with danger in the outside world, but only by doing so would they be able to suppress their potential and force out their future. Even if they couldn't defeat their opponents, they would still have life-saving methods.
Because, they were Heaven's Favorites.
If there came a day when they could surpass the other Heaven's Favorites, their clans and sects would no longer restrict them.
The long spears in the hands of the golden-armored warriors emitted a crisp sound, as they prepared themselves for battle.
The inheritance book was right behind them. If they had the ability, they should go and get it.
Zhan Chen's silhouette instantly dashed towards a golden-armored warrior. The sword in his hands slashed out, and in an instant, a resplendent rain of swords appeared in the air. This rain of swords actually congregated in the air, transforming into an incomparably sharp sword that pierced towards the head of the golden-armored warrior.
The eyes of the golden-armored warrior gleamed with sharpness. The long spear in his hands trembled repeatedly, and in an instant, golden light filled the air. His palms trembled continuously as the golden light transformed into a golden screen that enveloped everything.
The spear shot out, breaking apart the rain of swords.
Yang Fan and the others simultaneously rushed out. His Star-Seizing Palms contained boundless might, as though he could pluck the stars and moon from the sky. In addition to the terrifying divine weapon in his hands, his palms were filled with a terrifying destructive might, directly colliding with the long spear of the golden-armored warrior.
Qin Wentian, on the other hand, wasn't having an easy time. That golden-armored warrior seemed determined to kill him no matter what. Zhu Sha, seeing that Yang Fan had already rushed over to snatch the inheritance book, turned his cold gaze onto Qin Wentian. This brat, deserved death.
Zhu Sha's palms glowed with an intense astral light, as though he had been tempered by the constellations. Abruptly, he dashed out, blasting out with his palms. Instantly, a resplendent astral palm imprint blasted towards Qin Wentian. Qin Wentian's countenance turned ashen, there was still another golden-armored warrior attacking him.
"Qin Wentian." Bailu Yi stood at the side of the great hall, her countenance pale. She stepped forward, only to see Zhu Sha blasting out with a palm strike. Bailu Yi groaned in agony as she coughed out fresh blood, and was directly flung out of the great hall.
With her current strength, it was impossible for her to participate in the Crisis Tempering Grounds.
Qin Wentian channeled the power of his Divine Inscriptions to defend against Zhu Sha's Star-Seizing Palms. However, the terrifying palm imprint still penetrated his defenses, causing his blood and qi to churn violently. At the same time, the long spear in the hands of the golden-armored warrior stabbed out with lightning speed, causing Qin Wentian's eyes to widen in shock.
This spear strike was incomparably fast, containing boundless might. There was no way he could block it.
"No …" Bailu Yi's countenance turned as white as a sheet of paper. Bailu Jing was also being held back by the golden-armored warrior, and had no way to support Qin Wentian.
"Puchi!" A light sound rang out as the long spear pierced through Qin Wentian's body, piercing through him. Yet, the spear was pulled out in an instant, showing how sharp it was. Qin Wentian's body was slammed into the walls of the great hall as a deafening boom echoed out. His head spun as his heart turned into ashes.
"Damn it." Zhu Sha coldly snorted as he once again blasted out a palm strike towards Qin Wentian. Bailu Yi dashed over, blocking the attack, and with a deafening boom, her body slammed ruthlessly into Qin Wentian, causing her to cough out large mouthfuls of blood.
"Little Yi!"
Bailu Jing's countenance paled as he howled in rage. However, the strength of the golden-armored warrior in front of him was simply too terrifying. There was no time for him to be distracted, and a golden long spear almost pierced through his heart.
The nine golden-armored warriors were all at the pinnacle of Yuanfu.
How difficult would it be to obtain the inheritance?
"Hmph." Zhu Sha coldly laughed upon seeing this. He advanced forward, wanting to kill Bailu Yi and Qin Wentian. However, his footsteps abruptly halted as he saw the cold gazes of the golden-armored warriors boring into his body, causing him to shiver involuntarily.
These golden-armored warriors didn't just want to kill Qin Wentian. They wanted to kill all of them, leaving behind only those who had the qualifications to obtain the inheritance.
The golden-armored warriors launched their attacks at Zhu Sha, and Zhu Sha could only defend himself. He didn't have the time to check on Qin Wentian.
Bailu Yi's countenance was as pale as a sheet of paper, as she walked to the side of Qin Wentian. Seeing the unceasing flow of blood, Bailu Yi tore a corner of her robe and pressed it against Qin Wentian's wound.
"Qin Wentian, wake up." Bailu Yi patted Qin Wentian's face as she continued, "You can't fall asleep."
Qin Wentian's consciousness was blurry at this moment. Zhu Sha's ferocious attack, as well as the spear strike from the golden-armored warrior. One could only imagine the severity of his injuries. He only felt a sense of dizziness, as though he wanted to sleep forever.
Amidst his hazy consciousness, he could faintly sense someone calling out to him.
The voices in his ears grew softer and softer, and at this moment, he fell into absolute silence.
"Am I going to die? I can't accept this! "
Qin Wentian's heart was filled with pain. There were too many things he had yet to accomplish. How could he die here?
But at this moment, he really wanted to sleep. He was in so much pain that he didn't want to think about all of this.
Within Qin Wentian's body, the candle flame was still blazing. Strands of golden threads intertwined around the candle flame.
This candle flame was like the flame of his heart. His heart sense seemed to be contained within this candle flame.
This candle flame seemed to be dimming. The calling from the outside world grew weaker and weaker, and the silhouettes around him grew more and more blurry.
Was he really going to die?!
The cruel path of the Martial Path was filled with dangers and dangers. Qin Wentian had come all the way here, yet the golden-armored warrior said that he wasn't qualified to receive the inheritance.
Why wasn't he qualified? Was it because his cultivation base was too low?
The candle flame was still blazing. The power of his bloodline circulated around the candle flame, and the terrifying aura from the golden-armored warrior gradually weakened.
However at this moment, within the flickering light of the candle flame, Qin Wentian saw a familiar silhouette.
That silhouette got closer and closer, becoming clearer and clearer.
"Uncle Black."
Qin Wentian's heart was still trembling.
"Wentian." It was as though a voice rang out in his heart.
"You, cannot die."
Another voice resounded in his heart.
"I, cannot die." An intense obsession surged in Qin Wentian's heart. How could he die?
Where did Uncle Black go? Was Qingcheng doing well in the Pill Emperor Hall? Diyi was still in the Nine Mystical Palace. The Azure Faction had yet to rise up. How could he die?
The candle flame lit up. The golden threads gradually fused into the candle flame, growing brighter and brighter. In an instant, Qin Wentian's heart was lit up as well.
"ROAR!" Another surge of bloodline power roared, filled with a boundless terror. This surge of bloodline power seemed to originate from the primordial era as it let out a roar of rage.
What made Qin Wentian even more shocked was that the bloodline power within his body seemed to have transformed into a gigantic primordial beast, peering down at the Heavens and Earth with disdain.
Within the candle flame, Qin Wentian's silhouette could be seen. He inclined his head and stared at the silhouette of the primordial beast, feeling a deep sense of awe.
Why was the bloodline in his body so powerful?
Not only that, the power of the primordial bloodline seemed to fear the candle flame.
"Do you know who you are?"
A voice rang out in his heart. He, Qin Wentian, possessed such a powerful bloodline. Who was he?
Did the golden-armored man say that he wasn't worthy of the inheritance?
In that case, he wanted to see if the inheritance of this Ascendant had the qualifications to say that he wasn't worthy.
The candle flame grew brighter, the power of the bloodline grew stronger, and his injuries were healing.
As long as the fire in his heart wasn't extinguished, he would live forever!
The golden threads around the candle flame abruptly transformed into a bolt of lightning, shooting towards the centre of Qin Wentian's brows. Instantly, the centre of Qin Wentian's brows trembled, as though a third eye was about to open!
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