The scene within the Vermilion Bird Formation also shocked the spectators.
The silhouette atop the gigantic boulder on the mountain peak stared disdainfully at the numerous experts. Who else in the world would have the courage to do such a thing?
In the air, the experts from the various transcendent powers were seriously scrutinizing Qin Wentian. Up till now, this young man's performance wasn't in any way inferior to Chen Wang, Shi Potian, and the others. His eyes gleamed with a demonic light, and his entire body was enveloped in demonic qi.
Old Man Tianji's countenance sharpened as he stared at Qin Wentian.
He had been observing the fate of Grand Xia and saw that the Demonic Star had risen up in the past few years. Now, it had already arrived at Ginkou and was even here to participate in the ranking battle.
He had always been paying attention to who would be the Demonic Star.
At this moment, it seemed that Qin Wentian was the most suitable candidate. Could he be the Demonic Star that could change the fate of Grand Xia?
At this moment, Qin Wentian's summoned Demonic Beasts once again soared into the air, as though the Astral Energy within them hadn't been depleted yet. As for Qin Wentian himself, he sat cross-legged atop the gigantic boulder, as though everything happening in the outside world had nothing to do with him. He didn't forget to cultivate even when he was seizing the ancient luck.
The battles within the Vermilion Bird Formation grew more and more intense, but the number of collisions gradually decreased. Only when there were less than 360 participants did the crowd realize that the ranking battle this time around was different from the past.
"Indeed, the fate of Grand Xia is changing."
Old Man Tianji sighed, his words causing the eyes of those beside him to stiffen.
"It's really changing. How many participants will the Vermilion Bird Formation select this time around?" An expert from the Great Solar Chen Clan calmly commented. If the fate of Grand Xia were to change, and the number of participants chosen by the Vermilion Bird Formation decreased, it would mean that the ancient luck of the remaining participants would be stronger and stronger. As time passed, the number of participants would increase, and the ancient luck of the remaining participants would all be absorbed by the remaining participants.
"Look over there, Chen Wang actually used his ancient luck to split open a part of the Vermilion Bird Formation. Even the skies were dyed red." At this moment, the gazes of the crowd were focused on a certain location, the location where Chen Wang was located. Below him, the earth had split apart as lava gushed out, as though a volcano had just erupted.
Over there, there was even a stairway leading to the lava. Chen Wang's eyes gleamed with sharpness, incomparably agitated. At the same time he was seizing the ancient luck, he was also searching for Fan Le and Ouyang Kuangsheng. However, he didn't manage to find them.
He stepped forward and walked down the stairs that led to the magma underground.
Chen Wang's figure disappeared from everyone's line of sight. There was magma beneath the cracked ground, but only Chen Wang knew what was inside.
The members of the Great Solar Chen Clan all had excited looks on their faces. As expected of the Great Solar Chen King, his ancient luck had finally appeared.
As time continued to pass, the number of people remaining in the Vermilion Bird Formation became fewer and fewer. Furthermore, those who were able to remain were constantly becoming stronger and stronger.
Ouyang Kuangsheng had also comprehended a second level Mandate, becoming an existence that could stand shoulder to shoulder with Ouyang Zheng.
This scene caused the members of the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan to be filled with joy. Although Duan Qingshan's death caused them to be extremely depressed, Ouyang Kuangsheng's status in the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan was even higher. Now that he had successfully surpassed Duan Qingshan, taking over his position as a Heaven's Chosen, Ouyang Kuangsheng's status would only grow higher and higher.
When Ouyang Ting saw this scene, her face turned pale. Everything that had happened was like a dream.
The enemy who killed Duan Qingshan, Qin Wentian, grew stronger and stronger. And now, Ouyang Kuangsheng had also reached the same level. This made Ouyang Ting understand that her plan of using the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan to avenge Duan Qingshan was completely hopeless. With Ouyang Kuangsheng's current status, how could she still dare to touch his friends?
Now, she could only hope that Qin Wentian would die in the Heavenly Fate Rankings, in the hands of Chen Wang.
"Shi Potian has also found his ancient luck. He used it to open up a passageway to a mountain range and entered it."
The hearts of the spectators trembled as they witnessed the scene within the Vermilion Bird Formation.
What exactly would happen in the Vermilion Bird Formation this time around?
Si Qiong, the same as Chen Wang and Shi Potian, was the third to find his own ancient luck.
It was as though, as long as enough ancient luck was gathered, the Vermilion Bird Spirit would be born and lead them to the ancient luck that belonged to them.
The number of participants in the Vermilion Bird Formation grew fewer and fewer than a hundred. The remaining participants all had terrifying amounts of ancient luck, and the Vermilion Bird behind them seemed to have come to life. Those who had been eliminated froze when they saw the situation within the Vermilion Bird Formation. They couldn't help but lament in their hearts that they had missed out on such a rare opportunity.
"Zhan Chen is truly powerful. He has always been low-profile, but now, he has finally found the ancient luck that belongs to him." The shock in the hearts of the spectators was indescribable.
How could there be so much ancient luck this time around?
This was something that had never happened before, and it had actually happened in the Heavenly Fate Rankings.
After that, it was Emperor Azure and Qin Zheng.
And after that, it was Yun Mengyi and Mu Feng.
Si Qiong, Qin Zheng and Yun Mengyi were undoubtedly the dark horses of the Vermilion Bird Formation.
"Eight of them, eight of them have already found their ancient luck."
"From this point onwards, it seems like we'll be able to see the strength of the remaining participants. These eight might very well be the strongest. But of course, there are still a few other variables. Qin Wentian, Wang Jue, Hua Shaoqing and Yan Cheng."
This batch of participants should be contending for the top ten positions in the Heavenly Fate Rankings this time around. Yao Jun had already chosen to retreat when facing off against Qin Wentian, and he didn't have the qualifications to be ranked within the top ten.
At this moment, Qin Wentian had also gathered a large amount of ancient luck. Under the effects of the Astral Warbeasts, the Purgatory Vermilion Bird behind him had already completely solidified. Nine vertical lines could be seen on its forehead, exuding a terrifying aura. Not only that, this Purgatory Vermilion Bird exuded a terrifying aura at the ninth level of Yuanfu.
Qin Wentian could faintly sense that his ancient luck was already saturated. There was no need for him to continue seizing ancient luck.
His eyes were still closed as he sunk into a deep slumber. This time around, he had been in a deep slumber for a very long time. In his dreams, he could see many scenes, and he was seriously immersed in his own dreams.
Back then, he had coincidentally met the green-robed middle-aged man. His dreams were filled with life, and it was as though everything was real. Who knew if he was awake or dreaming?
The distance between Heaven and Earth, a single thought. Illusory and real, a single thought. True and false, a single thought.
A light breeze brushed past Qin Wentian's robes, causing him to feel a sense of coolness.
The Astral Warbeast was squatting quietly beneath his feet. As long as the Astral Energy wasn't exhausted, the summoned Astral Warbeast wouldn't vanish.
Back then, during the crisis in Sky Harmony City, Uncle Black had given him an item that could summon a primordial ape at the most crucial moment. Now, Qin Wentian naturally understood that this primordial ape was none other than a sealed Astral Warbeast. It was a life-saving treasure that Uncle Black had given him.
The Crimsonblood Thunder Hawk and the Silvery Roc lay on the left and right of Qin Wentian. The Golden Primordial Ape stood up, but its head was already beneath Qin Wentian.
Qin Wentian stretched out his left hand, gently stroking the head of the Golden Primordial Ape, as well as the back of the Crimsonblood Thunder Hawk. The Astral Warbeasts inclined their heads slightly, glancing at him, as though they possessed emotions. These were the Astral Warbeasts he had summoned, and their hearts and minds were connected to his.
Behind Qin Wentian, the Purgatory Vermilion Bird let out a long screech. Momentarily, the Astral Warbeasts lowered their heads, as though they had sensed the majesty of a king.
Upon seeing this, Qin Wentian could only smile bitterly. After which, the Purgatory Vermilion Bird flapped its wings, flinging the body of the Silvery Roc away as it lay beside Qin Wentian.
"Are you for real or fake? Why do you look so real?"
Qin Wentian could feel the heat radiating from the Purgatory Vermilion Bird, as he gently stroked its forehead. The Purgatory Vermilion Bird inclined its head, and let out a few screeches as it flapped its wings, as though it wanted to soar into the skies.
"You want to bring me away from here?" Qin Wentian asked in a low voice.
The Purgatory Vermilion Bird let out a low cry, as it nodded its head.
"Fine." Qin Wentian stood up and stepped onto the back of the Purgatory Vermilion Bird. Instantly, the Purgatory Vermilion Bird soared into the skies, arcing through the air with lightning speed as it sped towards the horizon.
The Golden Primal Ape stomped on the ground in a frenzy, chasing after the Purgatory Vermilion Bird. The Crimsonblood Thunder Hawk and the Silvery Roc carried the Blue-scaled Flood Dragon and the Silver-Armored Bear King as they soared into the skies, following after the Purgatory Vermilion Bird.
In the center of the Vermilion Bird Formation, there was a demonic mountain peak that seemed to be connected to the Heavens.
At this moment, two silhouettes appeared in front of the mountain peak.
These two were none other than Yao Jun and Peng Zhan.
Yao Jun, ranked # 13 on the Heavenly Fate Ranking, was from the Skydemon Sect.
Peng Zhan, ranked # 14 on the Heavenly Fate Ranking, was from the Beast King Hall. Both of them were Heaven's Chosen of the Demon Continent, and their rankings were equal. Both of them were extremely powerful, and every time they fought, there would be no clear victor or loser. But now, they were actually joining forces.
The Vermilion Birds hovering above their backs were frenziedly rushing forward, slamming into the mountain walls, causing them to tremble violently. It was as though the Vermilion Birds wanted to break apart the mountain walls, yet they were unable to do so.
"The ancient luck of the Vermilion Bird must be extraordinary." Yao Jun's eyes were cold as he stared at Peng Zhan's Vermilion Bird. If he devoured it, would his Vermilion Bird be able to break through the mountain?
At this moment, a long cry of a Vermilion Bird rang out from afar. Yao Jun and Peng Zhan turned their heads, only to see the silhouette of a Vermilion Bird whistling through the air. This Vermilion Bird was covered in purgatory flames, incomparably terrifying as its demonic qi towered up into the skies.
What was even more shocking was that on the back of the Vermilion Bird, there was a young man standing there, like the sovereign of all demons.
Below the Vermilion Bird, on the ground, the Golden Primal Ape traversed a vast distance with every step it took, causing the earth to tremble violently, as though the mountains were about to crumble apart. Beside the Vermilion Bird, the Crimsonblood Thunder Hawk and the Silvery Roc arced through the skies.
"It's him!" Yao Jun stared at the scene in front of him, his heart pounding wildly. It was Qin Wentian again. This person was like a demon, even more demonic and stronger than him and Peng Zhan.
The Purgatory Vermilion Bird roared, causing Yao Jun and Peng Zhan's Vermilion Bird to hurriedly evade. After which, the Purgatory Vermilion Bird transformed into a sharp blade, directly slamming into the mountain rampart. Rumbling sounds rang out unceasingly as the Golden Primal Ape rushed forth to help, frenziedly attacking.
Gigantic boulders tumbled down from the mountain peak as blood flowed from the forehead of the Purgatory Vermilion Bird. However, it didn't seem to be tired at all, it continued slamming into the mountain rampart relentlessly. Finally, a shrill cry rang out as the mountain rampart split apart, revealing a gigantic cavern.
Qin Wentian squatted down, gently caressing the Purgatory Vermilion Bird's forehead. The Purgatory Vermilion Bird inclined its head, its baleful aura was now incomparably docile, its sharp eyes gleaming with a hint of pride.
"Thank you for your hard work." Qin Wentian rubbed the center of the Purgatory Vermilion Bird's forehead as he continued forward.
"Wait a minute." Peng Zhan coldly snorted. Qin Wentian turned his head, his demonic gaze sweeping over to Peng Zhan. After which, Peng Zhan laughed malevolently, "Yao Jun, this person helped the two of us, should we thank him?"
Yao Jun's countenance stiffened as he coldly laughed in his heart. This Peng Zhan wanted to swallow Qin Wentian's ancient luck!
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