Zhan Chen's golden eyes swept over to Yun Mengyi and the black-robed figure. He knew that it was impossible for him to kill Qin Wentian today. The strength of these two were extraordinary, especially the black-robed figure who cultivated the Chaotic Art of the Heavenly Devil.
Among the nine ultimate arts of Grand Xia, this was the only devil-path art, the Chaotic Art of the Heavenly Devil. Naturally, Zhan Chen had long heard of it. It was exceedingly difficult to cultivate this art, and the danger level was simply too high. Out of ten people who cultivated this art, nine out of ten would die miserably from the backlash. Only one person could successfully cultivate this art, and if he succeeded, he would become a terrifying devil king.
Who would have thought that he would witness it today?
"I, Zhan Chen, will remember the actions of the two of you. The ranking battle of the Heavenly Fate Rankings is just around the corner, I, Zhan Chen, will personally experience the strength of the two of you." As the sound of his voice faded, Zhan Chen stepped on his sword as he soared through the air.
The black-robed figure, as well as Yun Mengyi and the rest, didn't pursue him. Zhan Chen's combat prowess wasn't inferior to theirs in the slightest. Even if they could defeat Zhan Chen, they wouldn't be able to kill him. Defeating and killing were two completely different concepts.
Unless they had an overwhelming advantage in strength, they wouldn't be able to kill Zhan Chen on the spot. Clearly, they weren't strong enough to kill Zhan Chen on the spot.
After the battle ended, Yun Mengyi's gaze landed on the black-robed figure as she coldly asked, "Who are you exactly? How did you obtain the Chaotic Art of the Heavenly Devil?"
The black-robed man's expression flickered, but his voice was still hoarse as he coldly said, "It has nothing to do with you."
As the sound of his voice faded, he turned and prepared to depart. However, he only saw Yun Mengyi stepping out, her movements as swift as the wind. With a wave of her hand, ice and snow descended, covering the entire space in a layer of frost.
The black-robed man suddenly turned around and struck out with his demonic spear. The void trembled and the ice and snow shattered.
Yun Mengyi's palms trembled. Instantly, the humming of swords filled the air, as though there was a symphony of swords. Boundless sword might converged, and at the instant Yun Mengyi stretched her hand out, sword light cascaded downwards from the Heavens.
"Buzz …"
As the sword descended, the world was shocked. In that instant, the world lost its color.
Currently, Qin Wentian had also seen many supreme swordplay techniques. However, when Yun Mengyi's swordplay was unleashed, he couldn't help but feel astonished.
This sword technique was breathtaking.
The black-robed man's expression was cold. Without any hesitation, the demonic spear stabbed out once more, piercing the opponent's heart. The black-robed man's eyes were as cold as ever, ignoring the sword attack.
"You …"
Yun Mengyi's countenance changed, she didn't expect the black-robed man to be so ruthless. If she continued to attack, both of them would die.
Soaring through the air, Yun Mengyi slashed out with her sword again, borrowing the light of the Heavens and Earth to slash down from the nine heavenly layers.
"This is … the Heavenly Swordplay …" Ouyang Kuangsheng's heart trembled. As a Chosen of the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan, his talent could be said to be outstanding, and he had seen many things. However, in this short period of time it took for an incense stick to burn, everything that happened before his eyes caused his heart to tremble unceasingly.
Zhan Chen's strength was within expectations. After all, he was ranked # 11 on the Heavenly Fate Rankings, and that was even before he started cultivating the Heavenly Sovereign's cultivation technique.
After that, a mysterious black-robed man appeared. He cultivated the Chaotic Heavenly Devil Art.
After that, Yun Mengyi appeared. The sword art she used was actually the Heavenly Swordplay.
This sword art was also one of the nine ultimate arts of Grand Xia. And just like the Chaotic Art of the Heavenly Devil, it was also an ultimate art that had been lost to time.
Even Ouyang Kuangsheng could sense that this trip to the Ancient Kingdom, as well as the ranking battle for the Heavenly Fate Rankings, would bring about an unprecedented storm.
"Enough."
Qin Wentian couldn't help but berate when he saw the two of them fighting in a frenzy. Abruptly, the silhouette of the black-robed man retreated. Yun Mengyi hesitated for a moment before sheathing her sword as well.
Such a scene caused Ouyang Kuangsheng to be dumbfounded. He stared speechlessly at Qin Wentian.
Of the two in front of him, one cultivated the Chaotic Art of the Heavenly Devil, while the other cultivated the Heavenly Swordplay. Just a single sentence from Qin Wentian and the two of them actually stopped fighting?
One couldn't help but say that such a scene was extremely bizarre.
Even Qin Wentian himself couldn't help but be stunned when he saw the might of that roar. His eyes gleamed with sharpness, he still couldn't guess Yun Mengyi's identity. But this black-robed figure appeared out of nowhere and intercepted Zhan Chen. Could it be that he was really here to help him?
"You recognize me?" Qin Wentian stared at the black-robed man as he asked.
The black-robed man's deep eyes swept over to Qin Wentian as devilish qi permeated the air. Abruptly, he turned and walked away, leaving just like that.
Yun Mengyi wanted to chase after him, yet Qin Wentian interjected, "Stop right there."
Yun Mengyi halted her steps as she stared at Qin Wentian, only to see Qin Wentian asking, "Who are you exactly? Why are you following me?"
Cold eyes swept over to Qin Wentian before Yun Mengyi departed, causing Qin Wentian to awkwardly stand there as he shrugged his shoulders at Ouyang Kuangsheng.
He couldn't see through these two at all.
"Let's return." Ouyang Kuangsheng spoke as the two of them departed together. Very swiftly, the news of the earlier battle circulated around. However, the main character of the incident, Qin Wentian, was marginalized. Nobody paid attention to him, but the news of the Chaotic Art of the Heavenly Devil had caused quite a commotion.
Other than that, there was also a rumor stating that the sword technique used by the ice-cold maiden was the Heavenly Swordplay.
As Qin Wentian returned to his residence, he couldn't help but to discuss the matters of Chu with Luo Huan. He didn't know how the Emperor Star Academy was doing, and that there were still his loved ones in the Sky Harmony City.
However, Luo Huan didn't know much. She only knew that Chu Wuwei was trying his best to revive the Emperor Star Academy, and wanted to strengthen the Chu Country.
After their conversation, Qin Wentian returned to his own courtyard.
The night sky was as dark as ink, and within his courtyard, Qin Wentian sat cross-legged. The matters of today had stirred up his heart.
Mo Qingcheng was safe and sound, which naturally caused him to heave a sigh of relief in his heart. Seeing her safe and sound, Qin Wentian was also at ease.
However, Zhan Chen's current strength made her feel threatened. Not only that, in the battle today, Zhan Chen definitely hadn't used all of his trump cards.
Yun Mengyi and the mysterious black-robed figure were both exceedingly powerful.
Not to mention Yang Fan from the Star-Seizing Manor and Hua Feng from the Hua Clan. His goal this time around was to become one of the top three rankers in the Heavenly Fate Rankings.
Many Yuan Meteor Stones appeared in Qin Wentian's palms, as he prepared to use them for his cultivation.
The Heavenly Fate Rankings was no longer the same as before. Back then, he could easily defeat opponents two levels higher than him. But now, he didn't have absolute confidence that he would be able to win against the most outstanding characters of the Heavenly Fate Rankings.
Hence, he had to cultivate some powerful techniques first.
The Heaven Breaking Finger left behind by the Gold-Element Ascendant was extremely powerful, but its consumption of Yuan Meteor Stones was exceedingly high. Other than the 81 Stances of the Demonic Art, he still needed some other powerful innate techniques as his trump cards.
And now, in his memories, there was an extremely powerful innate technique.
The tiny Astral-Being was left behind by his old fogey father, and had always been Qin Wentian's greatest secret. In these two years, he had expended a considerable amount of Yuan Meteor Stones to stimulate the memories of many of his old fogey father's memories. Other than that, he had also obtained an extremely powerful innate technique.
This technique was known as the Heartbreak Ancient Clock.
Heartbreak, as the name suggested, was able to destroy the heart.
This technique could only be activated by condensing Divine Energy from the ancient clock, and was exceedingly difficult to cultivate. This ancient clock was originally a third-ranked Divine Inscription.
Qin Wentian had always been cultivating this innate technique, and today, he had finally completed the most important step. In that instant, he was already able to condense the Divine Inscriptions on the ancient clock, ensuring that he could unleash this technique as he pleased.
There was another reason why this technique was so difficult. It required the aid of the rhythm of one's heart, and was exceedingly profound.
Luckily, Qin Wentian had awakened the Heart Candle Flame. He guessed that it was precisely because of this that his old fogey father was able to cultivate such a powerful and mysterious innate technique.
Qin Wentian's eyes were tightly shut, yet within his body, the Heart Candle Flame was still quietly burning. Qin Wentian attempted to connect the Heart Candle Flame with his Divine Energy, as though it was fusing with his body. This process was also exceedingly difficult. In the blink of an eye, it was already deep into the night.
In the courtyard, rustling sounds rang out, causing Qin Wentian to frown. Abruptly, Qin Wentian roared as he blasted out with his palms. Instantly, Divine Energy erupted forth as an illusory ancient clock appeared in the air.
Yun Mengyi was leisurely strolling about when she suddenly felt her heart pounding. Her beautiful eyes instantly froze, and upon seeing the ancient clock in front of her, she grabbed out with her palms.
"BOOM!"
The sound of the bell reverberated through the air. Yun Mengyi groaned in agony as her heart pounded violently, as though someone was stabbing it with a sword. Her beautiful eyes opened as she stared at Qin Wentian.
What kind of innate technique was this? It was actually so unfathomable.
"What are you doing here?" Qin Wentian opened his eyes, staring at Yun Mengyi as he asked.
Cold Yun Mengyi's countenance, she stared at Qin Wentian as she asked, "What innate technique is this?"
"Heartbreak Ancient Clock," Qin Wentian calmly replied.
"Heartbreak, it's very powerful." Yun Mengyi continued, "If your cultivation base broke through to the eighth level of Yuanfu, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to withstand the continuous reverberations of the ancient clock."
Qin Wentian didn't say anything, he only stared at Yun Mengyi. Now that it was night time, why would Yun Mengyi come to his residence?
"Although I'm not a beauty capable of toppling empires, I'm still considered a beauty. Why do you dislike me so much?" Yun Mengyi couldn't help but ask when she saw the coldness in Qin Wentian's eyes.
Qin Wentian was somewhat bewildered, he didn't expect Yun Mengyi to say such a thing.
"This doesn't seem like the you I knew before." Qin Wentian's voice was as cold as ever.
"Before this, I was only pretending to be cold. If you like me, I'm willing to give up everything for you." A gentle smile abruptly appeared on Yun Mengyi's face. She slowly walked towards Qin Wentian, placing her hands on her shoulders as she took off her white robes. Momentarily, her fragrant shoulders were revealed, as well as her sexy collarbones.
Qin Wentian furrowed his brows, this Yun Mengyi was becoming more and more abnormal.
"What do you want exactly?" Qin Wentian coldly asked.
Yun Mengyi allowed her white robe to fall to the ground. Her alluring figure actually moved to the side of Qin Wentian, softly leaning on Qin Wentian's shoulder as she asked, "Are you not moved by me at all?"
Qin Wentian turned, placing his hands on Yun Mengyi's soft and supple shoulders. He could feel the coldness of Yun Mengyi's skin as he shifted his gaze downwards, staring at that alluring spot. Yun Mengyi's countenance changed.
"Hmph." Qin Wentian waved his hands as the white robe flew over. He draped it over Yun Mengyi's shoulders as he coldly stated, "If there's nothing else, don't disturb my cultivation."
Yun Mengyi's countenance changed. After which, she stood up and flicked her sleeves. It was unknown if she was blaming Qin Wentian for being so insensitive!
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