Chen Wang felt a sense of foreboding when he saw Xuan Yan devouring Chu Mang's Vermilion Bird Ancient Luck. But it was already too late to stop her. He glared at Xuan Yan and struck out with his palm, causing a deafening explosion to ring out. Xuan Yan's body was flung through the air, stained with blood. Her clothes were tattered, revealing her snow-white skin.
"Are you courting death?" Chen Wang's voice was ice-cold. He never thought that Xuan Yan would dare to obstruct him.
"Chen Wang, there's no Hua Taixu in this batch. No matter what, you're still the one with the highest ranking on the Heavenly Fate Rankings. Don't you think it's beneath your status to use such a method to threaten Qin Wentian?" Xuan Yan coldly stated, staring at Chen Wang.
"If I want to kill him, I don't care what methods I use. In the ranking battle for the Heavenly Fate Rankings, no matter who interferes, he will die without a doubt." Chen Wang's voice was filled with coldness, incomparably decisive. He had already suffered a disadvantage in the hands of Qin Wentian twice, how could he give up so easily? Qin Wentian had hidden himself in the cave to inscribe fourth-ranked Divine Inscriptions. It was unwise of him to enter the cave, and hence, he wanted to capture Chu Mang or Fan Le.
To him, this was just a trick.
"Since you dare to stop me, you will have to pay the price." Chen Wang's voice was ice-cold. After which, he turned to Yao Jun. "Her ancient luck belongs to you, but you have to do something for me. In the future, if we meet again, I won't make things difficult for you."
Yao Jun looked at Chen Wang with a strange look in his eyes.
"Alright!" Yao Jun nodded and agreed to Chen Wang's request.
Chen Wang told him the location of Qin Wentian. After which, he soared into the skies, departing once more. He still needed to find Fan Le or Ouyang Kuangsheng.
Qin Wentian and Xuan Yan weren't familiar with each other, and Chen Wang wasn't sure if Xuan Yan could force Qin Wentian to come out. He left this matter to Yao Jun.
He believed that since Yao Jun had agreed, he would not dare to disobey him. Otherwise, if they met again in the future, he would make Yao Jun die a horrible death.
This was the prestige brought about by great power. Even the powerful Yao Lord had to work for him.
Of course, Yao Jun had his own reasons for agreeing to King Chen's request.
After Chen Wang left, Yao Jun's gaze swept past Xuan Yan. He stared at her alluring skin as he slowly walked towards her.
A cold intent gushed forth from Xuan Yan, yet she only saw the Demon Lord coldly speaking, "The women of the Mystic Maiden Palace are as pure as ice and as pure as jade. They are suitable for members of my Skydemon Sect. If you dare to resist, I don't mind teaching you a lesson."
"You …" Xuan Yan's face paled as she pointed at Yao Jun. Yao Jun's expression grew colder and colder, "If you obediently cooperate, I won't touch you."
After speaking, he walked to the side of Xuan Yan. Xuan Yan's body trembled slightly, Yao Jun's palm imprint directly slammed into her body. After which, he embraced her and soared into the skies, leaving this place.
. from Of Yan of of of of of of of,..
Xuan Yan, a genius of the Mystic Maiden Palace, was actually humiliated in such a manner.
"This lass is too willful." The female beside Xuan Xin was extremely unhappy with Xuan Yan. Xuan Yan had actually sacrificed herself for Chu Mang.
"Senior Sister Xuan Yan is too reckless. Doesn't she know that she represents the dignity of the Mystic Maiden Palace?" Li Shiyu added.
"It's Big Bro Chu Mang who helped Senior Sister Xuan Yan. What Senior Sister Xuan Yan did is the way to show her gratitude. What's wrong with that?" Xuan Xin tried to defend Xuan Yan, only to hear the voice of the female cultivator in front of her, "Shut your mouth."
Xuan Xin's lips twitched, but she didn't say anything. At this moment, Chu Mang was dragged out of the Vermilion Bird Formation by the spatial energy. He stood in the midst of the crowd, and the surrounding people all made way for him. This Chu Mang should have comprehended a second level Mandate, and was able to fight against Yao Jun with just a gigantic axe. He definitely had a chance to rank within the top fifteen of the Heavenly Fate Rankings, yet he was eliminated by Chen Wang.
However, Chu Mang still proved himself. Although he didn't stand on that magnificent stage, the Venerate Heavens Sect would definitely give him a good ranking.
Chu Mang didn't care about all this. He stared at the scene within the Vermilion Bird Formation as an expression of rage flashed on his face.
"Chen Wang, Yao Jun!"
Chu Mang roared in a low voice. He was filled with unwillingness and agony. Seeing Xuan Yan being subdued, he couldn't help but want nothing more than to rush in and fight against Yao Jun again.
Qin Wentian was still cultivating in his cave dwelling. Although he was enraged and wanted nothing more than to rush out and kill the three people outside, he still endured it.
Because of the transformation of his Mandate of Demons, he could feel his bloodline trembling. It was as though a gigantic primordial demonic beast was trapped within his body, wanting to rush out and roar in rage. However, he felt that he was still being restrained, and yet, Qin Wentian could clearly feel the power of his bloodline growing stronger.
When the Fiend Transformation Art and the Mandate of Demons erupted together, the energy stored within his bloodline was even more powerful, gushing into every part of his body.
"Still lacking a little more."
Qin Wentian could feel that the shackles on his bloodline had been removed. However, there seemed to be a formless energy that caused his bloodline to be unable to unleash its full potential. There was always an obstruction, and he had no way to break through it.
Maybe, he was still lacking a single breath, but as he grew stronger, success would naturally follow.
Yang Fan, Hua Feng and Situ Po were still waiting outside, growing impatient. This Qin Wentian could really endure, no matter how much they humiliated him, he was still able to endure it.
However, this was also because he was smart. With the three of them outside, if Qin Wentian came out, he would definitely die. Naturally, he would hide like a turtle inside the formation.
With regards to ancient luck, Yang Fan and the other two didn't have much interest in it. It wasn't realistic for them to obtain too much ancient luck. Now that they had a rough understanding of the strength of the participants, Yang Fan and Situ Po set their sights on the top ten. As long as they could enter the top ten, it would already be considered a very good result.
As for Orfon, he didn't have any other thoughts. Right now, he only wanted to kill Qin Wentian to vent the anger and resentment in his heart.
"Qin Wentian, do you really intend to wait until your friend dies in front of you before you are willing to come out?" Hua Feng coldly spoke, as he walked towards the entrance of the cave. "The moment the Chen Emperor appears, I will definitely tell him about the relationship between you and Mo Qingcheng. Isn't that woman extremely pure and holy? If that's the case, if the Chen Emperor does something outrageous and humiliates her in public, what do you think the spectators would think?"
"BOOM!"
A terrifying demonic qi gushed forth as Hua Feng explosively retreated. His eyes shone with a victorious smile. Every time he spoke of Mo Qingcheng, Qin Wentian's state of mind would become unstable, and he wouldn't be able to cultivate in peace. This was a rule he had grasped. Next, he planned to use even more venomous words to humiliate Mo Qingcheng. Let's see how long Qin Wentian can endure this.
However at this moment, two silhouettes drifted over from the air. It was none other than Yao Jun and Xuan Yan.
Looks of bewilderment appeared on the faces of Yang Fan and the other two, only to see Yao Jun sweeping a glance at them as he coldly stated, "This woman was captured by the Chen Emperor. His original intention was to bring Chu Mang here, but for the sake of Chu Mang, this woman didn't hesitate to offend the Chen Emperor, swallowing the ancient luck of the Vermilion Bird, allowing Chu Mang to be saved. The relationship between her and Chu Mang shouldn't be simple, right?
"So this is the case." Hua Feng glanced at Xuan Yan as he laughed. "The Heaven's Chosen of the Mystic Maiden Palace, Xuan Yan, as pure as ice and as clean as jade. Tsk tsk, even your snow-white skin is revealed. How beautiful. Xuan Yan, are you in love with Chu Mang? Or are you still a virgin?"
"Hua Feng, you are shameless." Xuan Yan couldn't help but to reprimand Hua Feng when she saw the lustful look in his eyes.
"Shameless?" A cold light flickered in Hua Feng's eyes. "I'll be even more shameless. This Qin Wentian doesn't even dare to come out no matter what. He even treated those who humiliated his women as his grandsons. I wonder if I can force him to come out if I strip you of your clothes and allow everyone to admire you together?"
As the sound of Hua Feng's voice faded, a terrifying demonic qi gushed forth from the cavern, akin to a gust of demonic wind that brushed against their bodies, causing them to feel a chill in their hearts.
"Tap, tap, tap …" Light footsteps echoed out from the cavern. Their gazes abruptly shifted over, staring at the cavern.
Finally, they couldn't endure it any longer?
The smile on Hua Feng's face grew thicker as he coldly stated, "Seems like sometimes, we still need to use some underhanded methods."
Yang Fan, who was sitting there, opened his eyes as he stared at the cavern. Situ Po's eyes flickered with a cold light. The grudge between him and Qin Wentian had to be resolved eventually. Qin Wentian had to die.
A silhouette appeared outside the cavern. The crowd only saw that his physique seemed to have changed. He was taller, more demonic, and his eyes were terrifying to the extreme. He stood there, like a monarch of demons. Even among those from the Skydemon Sect, there wasn't anyone who was as demonic as him.
Qin Wentian stared at Hua Feng. He appeared extremely calm, but if one understood his inner thoughts, they would understand that this calmness was because his rage had reached the extreme, and he could erupt at any moment.
"Qin Wentian, I need your cultivation art. If not, I will do as Hua Feng said and strip off the clothes of this woman, piece by piece." Yao Jun stared at Qin Wentian as he coldly stated.
There was another reason why he agreed to come here, and that was because he wanted the cultivation art of Qin Wentian. The Skydemon Sect had long received news that Qin Wentian had cultivated an extremely powerful demonic art. This art would definitely be extremely suitable for their Skydemon Sect. Hence, when Yao Jun saw that Qin Wentian was participating in the Heavenly Fate Rankings, he hoped that Qin Wentian wouldn't be eliminated so early.
Because, he wanted the cultivation art.
Qin Wentian swept a glance at Yao Jun. Just a single glance caused Yao Jun to feel his entire body turning cold.
After which, Qin Wentian continued staring at Hua Feng as he finally spoke.
"You seem to have forgotten how Hua Xiaoyun died. You will die even more miserably than him." Qin Wentian stared at Hua Feng as he continued walking forwards, ignoring the others.
Hua Feng and the rest were all staring at Qin Wentian. Where did his confidence come from?
Hua Feng's aura surged as his Astral Souls shone with resplendent light. This man had already broken through to the eighth level of Yuanfu. Seems like if Qin Wentian wanted to kill him, he would have to be more careful.
Yang Fan and Situ Po didn't seem to have any intentions of acting. They were waiting, they wanted to see how strong Qin Wentian was.
As for Hua Feng, what did that have to do with them?
Abruptly, a resplendent beam of light erupted forth from the center of Qin Wentian's brows. Hua Feng felt an intense pain in his head, as though a gigantic demonic beast had landed on his head. An expression of agony appeared on his face as his entire body was drenched in cold sweat.
Peng …
Hua Feng howled in rage as he blasted out with his palms. A terrifying amount of energy converged in the air, transforming into a terrifying black-colored palm imprint.
Qin Wentian's palm grabbed out, akin to an incomparably gigantic ancient demonic palm imprint. With a thunderous boom, the black-colored palm imprint was destroyed. Hua Feng's countenance paled, howling in rage as he lifted his palms to defend. However, at the instant the ancient demonic palm imprint landed, the roars of countless primordial demonic beasts could be heard. With a thunderous boom, Hua Feng's body was forced to the ground as a terrifying gigantic palm imprint slammed into him.
Inclining his head, Hua Feng saw Qin Wentian standing in front of him, staring down at him.
"A cripple like you, where did you get the guts from?" Qin Wentian was like a demon monarch, lowering his head to stare at Hua Feng. With a swipe of his palms, a scream of agony rang out as one of Hua Feng's arms was forcibly torn off. Fresh blood splattered through the air, causing the hearts of the spectators to pound violently. However, they were actually filled with excitement, as though their blood was boiling.
Qin Wentian, clad in his platinum battle robes, was he going to erupt with power? This was exactly what they wanted to see!
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