Although Qin Wentian didn't know much about the destruction of the Great Xia Empire thousands of years ago, he had heard of it. In the past, the Great Xia Empire didn't have nine cities, and there weren't so many overlord-level forces.
The Grand Xia Empire unified the entire world. Countless experts were under the control of the Grand Xia Empire. Once upon a time, Grand Xia was unfathomably powerful, nobody could stand against it.
After that, Grand Xia was divided into nine parts, resulting in the Nine Continents. After that, the various transcendent powers started to rise, dividing Grand Xia among themselves.
As for the Ancient Dynasty of today, it was no longer the Ancient Dynasty of the past. Many years ago, when Great Xia was divided into nine parts, it marked the end of the Ancient Dynasty. Now, it was rumored that only one branch of the Ancient Dynasty was left. As for whether the rumors were true or false, it had yet to be verified.
Therefore, when Qin Wentian saw the scene in front of him, his heart could not help but tremble slightly.
"What kind of treasure is this Heavenly Monument? It actually recorded the destruction of the ancient dynasty. Does this mean that this Heavenly Monument is a relic of the ancient dynasty?" Qin Wentian thought.
As it turned out, the Heavenly Stele Platform that had been in the Azure Continent for so many years actually had a secret.
When did this Heavenly Stele Hall appear in Azure Continent City?
Many doubts surfaced in his mind, but at this moment, Qin Wentian was still watching the scene in front of him. A terrifying aura erupted from Princess Tianyu's body, and there seemed to be a true dragon coiling around her sword.
"Princess Tianyu, do you want to destroy Grand Xia completely?"
A cold voice rang out from that person's mouth, causing despair to fill Princess Tianyu's eyes. That person walked in front of Princess Tianyu, staring at her beauty as he greedily spoke, "Princess, do you know that we've admired you for a very long time?"
Princess Tianyu's face was pale. She bit her lips and her expression was extremely cold.
"Are you willing to leave behind descendants for us? They will inherit our position, they will be the only remaining descendants of the Emperor's bloodline in Grand Xia." The middle-aged man looked at Princess Tianyu and said in a loud voice. Princess Tianyu's face turned even paler, and the hand holding the sword trembled.
Did she want to preserve the bloodline of Grand Xia?
These people wanted to sully her.
"If you agree, put down the sword in your hand." Princess Tianyu's body trembled, she was in incomparable pain. Her heart felt like it was being tormented in purgatory.
She was not reconciled. If the thief did not die, she could not die.
With a soft sound, the sword fell to the ground.
A sinister smile appeared on the face of the middle-aged man. After which, he slowly walked forwards, his hands caressing Princess Tianyu's skin. How greedy was he? He was finally going to obtain this woman who had stunned the entire Grand Xia.
With a wave of his hand, everyone except for the nine of them left.
The middle-aged man's hand brushed past Princess Tianyu's robes. Gradually, her robes fell off, revealing her flawless, jade-like skin. Her perfect body appeared before his eyes.
"Xia Tianyu, you're so beautiful." The sinister light in the middle-aged man's eyes burned brightly as his hands caressed every inch of her beautiful body. Princess Tianyu's tears slowly flowed down her cheeks, but her heart was incomparably resolute.
She swore that even if it took a thousand years or ten thousand years, she would take revenge.
"Destroy the Divine Divine Stele and split it into nine. Each of us will get one." The middle-aged man spoke in a low voice. The eight of them turned and faced the Divine Stele outside the ancient palace of Grand Xia.
"From now on, the nine ultimate arts of Grand Xia shall be the sole hegemon of our nine branches. Although the Divine Stele cannot be destroyed, the nine of us shall never meet again, and the Divine Stele shall never be restored." That man greedily bit down on Princess Tianyu's skin, hugging her perfect body as he walked out of the palace. After which, rumbling sounds rang out as the other eight attacked the Divine Stele.
This was the final scene, and it had an extremely great impact on Qin Wentian.
He could already guess a few things.
Firstly, the scene before his eyes was the final scene of the Divine Stele. This meant that the three-sided Divine Stele above his head was none other than the original Divine Stele that had been split into nine. However, three of the nine sides had been collected here.
Secondly, the nine prefectures of Grand Xia must have originated from this.
How pitiful Princess Tianyu was, to suffer such humiliation. As for what happened to her afterwards, it was still a mystery …
As for the middle-aged man's words, after the Divine Stele was destroyed, the nine ultimate arts would be the sole hegemon of Grand Xia. Could this mean that …
The nine of them had cultivated the nine ultimate arts of Grand Xia, and these nine ultimate arts were all contained within the Divine Stele. They wanted the nine pieces of the Divine Stele to never meet again, never to be reunited.
"Hu …" Retracting his will, Qin Wentian drew in a deep breath as a mysterious pressure bore down on him. Qin Wentian's heart stirred as the Yellow Springs Monument appeared, hovering in the air as a heart-palpitating aura of blood gushed forth.
"Can your body of flesh and blood withstand the force of your attack?"
Qin Wentian recalled the ancient will of the Heavenly Stele. That was an attack of pure force, followed by an attack of the will of Mandates.
As for the Yellow Springs Monument, it was an attack of the power of blood.
However, he was the one controlling the Yellow Springs Monument. Hence, the power it could unleash wasn't strong enough.
"The Yellow Springs Monument was obtained by the Azure Emperor, and was later controlled by Fairy Qingmei. She placed it on the Refinement Grounds of the Immortal Soul, setting up the ancient pathway of the Yellow Springs. This was also a test of one's talent and will. This …" Qin Wentian's heart trembled. The Yellow Springs Monument that the Azure Emperor had obtained was also a fragment of the Divine Stele.
However, there were still clouds of unanswered questions.
Could it be that the nine meridians no longer existed? There were three pieces of the Divine Stele here, but why didn't anyone come to snatch them away? Could it be that the owner of the Heavenly Stele was so powerful?
Not only that, after the Divine Stele was separated, it was clear that it could be controlled by a person. Just like how he could control the Yellow Springs Monument to unleash immense power. In that case, were the ancient wills within the three Heavenly Steles really the original will of the Heavenly Stele? Or was it controlled by someone else?
Naturally, the most important question was, what did all of this have to do with him?
He wasn't even twenty yet, and his old fogey father must have died after he was born. It was impossible for him to be someone from a few thousand years ago.
Why was it that he was the one who ended up here, in front of the Heavenly Stele? Could it be that everything was just a coincidence?
This was impossible …
Because, the maiden that his old fogey father brought away from Grand Xia was extremely similar to a certain person — Yun Mengyi!
"Forget it, it would be too wasteful if I don't cultivate properly." Qin Wentian had no way to unravel the mystery in his heart. He could only discard all distracting thoughts and close his eyes to cultivate. Luckily, the ancient will of the Heavenly Stele had weakened, or else he would have died without a doubt. However, this also confirmed his suspicions that someone was controlling the Heavenly Stele.
After a period of time, Qin Wentian tossed aside all distracting thoughts and focused on his cultivation. After experiencing a baptism of his state of heart, this was the most suitable time for him to break through to the next level. Situ Po had broken through under such conditions, and he could do the same as well.
"The ancient will of the Heavenly Stele has weakened." Below, Fan Le and the rest felt their hearts trembling.
"Mhm, what's going on?" Ouyang Kuangsheng had a puzzled expression on his face.
Situ Po also didn't understand, but he was still recovering from his injuries and didn't have the time to think too much about it.
However at this moment, Yun Mengyi's beautiful eyes flickered as she stared at the silhouette atop the Heavenly Stele Steps.
"You've lost." A voice abruptly drifted into Yun Mengyi's ears. Nobody noticed it, only Yun Mengyi had heard it.
Yun Mengyi nodded her head lightly. She knew that she had lost.
Today, she naturally didn't come here to help Qin Wentian. She was the same as Situ Po, she came here to spar with Qin Wentian. However, she had lost. She didn't manage to ascend to the highest level and obtain the Divine Stele that belonged to her.
"Since you've lost, from now onwards, you should be loyal to him. You won't disgrace yourself. For this trip to Grand Xia, accompany him. You are more familiar with that place than him." That voice drifted over once more. Yun Mengyi inclined her head, staring at Qin Wentian. Maybe, this was her destiny.
This time around, Qin Wentian only used a month to break through the bottleneck of the sixth level of Yuanfu, stepping into the seventh level of Yuanfu.
Not only him, but those who had ascended the Heavenly Stele Steps had also improved, especially those who had ascended to the 18th step. All of them had experienced a sublimation of their Martial Wills, a transformation of their mental state, and their strength had clearly improved.
Currently, Chu Mang had stepped into the eighth level of Yuanfu, while Ouyang Kuangsheng and Fan Le had both broken through to the seventh level. In fact, Ouyang Kuangsheng was already preparing to break through to the eighth level. Not only that, their Mandates had also undergone a qualitative transformation.
Yun Mengyi was someone who couldn't be underestimated. This time around, her Mandates had already reached the Perfection Boundary. Right now, her cultivation base was at the ninth level of Yuanfu, with all three of her Mandates at the Perfection Boundary.
Naturally, the ones with the greatest improvements were still Situ Po and Qin Wentian.
Situ Po, at the ninth level of Yuanfu, with three Mandates at the Perfection Boundary.
Qin Wentian, at the seventh level of Yuanfu, with three Mandates at the Perfection Boundary. His will was incomparably tough, and his state of heart was unshakable.
Those who had left felt extremely depressed in their hearts. They didn't even get to see the battle between the three of them. But then again, Qin Wentian was truly amazing, he actually became the number one contender, defeating Situ Po.
Sadly, Qin Wentian's cultivation base was too low, and there wasn't much time left until the end of the year. It would be impossible for him to ascend to the Heavenly Fate Rankings at the end of the year.
Naturally, Qin Wentian didn't think this way. At this moment, he stopped his cultivation and stood up with a confident smile on his face.
If it weren't for this tempering exercise, it would have been extremely difficult for him to improve so much in the short span of a few months. Indeed, this was a very good opportunity for him.
"Many thanks, Senior." Qin Wentian clasped his hands to the old man beside him as he politely thanked him.
"You did it yourself, there's no need to thank me," the old man casually replied.
Qin Wentian smiled, he guessed that this old man must be an extraordinary character.
"Junior bids my farewell." Qin Wentian bowed as he prepared to depart.
"This Heavenly Stele is yours now, take it away," the old man casually stated, his words causing Qin Wentian's eyes to flicker.
This Heavenly Stele was the Divine Stele, yet this old man was actually giving it to him?
"Back then, my master told me that the Heavenly Stele would belong to whoever could reach the bottom of the Heavenly Stele. And you, you've done it. Take it away," the old man impatiently stated.
Qin Wentian no longer stood on ceremony, he kept the Yellow Springs Monument and the Heavenly Stele. However, the mystery in his heart grew even stronger, he wanted to unravel it, but sadly, he couldn't.
Lifting his feet, Qin Wentian walked down the stairs. The old man held onto his broom as he stared up at the sky. A hint of gentleness could be seen in his eyes, as though he was still thinking of Qin Wentian.
…
In the ancient capital of Ginkou, the Venerate Heavens Sect. It was unknown how many years ago, the Venerate Heavens Sect was once known as the Venerate Heavenly Supervisor. It was a department under the control of the Ancient Kingdom of Grand Xia.
At this moment, in the Venerate Heavens Sect, an old man stared up at the sky. His eyes shone with a resplendent light, piercing through the void, staring at the constellation of Grand Xia.
"The Demon Constellation is getting brighter and brighter, the constellation of Grand Xia is filled with the power of the Wind and Clouds. The constellation of Grand Xia shone resplendently, each contending with their own sharpness. However, within this constellation, there's actually a unifying force." The old man's heart trembled. This constellation was something rarely seen in a thousand years!
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