Irreversible!
Qin Wentian's heart trembled. After a moment of silence, he drew in a deep breath.
So it turned out that after the Fiend Transformation Art, there was an even more terrifying Demonic Divinity Sacrificial Rite that would only appear after he had cultivated the third level of the Fiend Transformation Art. Back then, the Azure Emperor must have missed it because he didn't cultivate the Fiend Transformation Art beforehand.
However, although there was the Demonic Divinity Sacrificial Rite, this art was too tyrannical. The chant of the demonic divinity was so powerful that it could communicate with the demonic divinities from all directions, transforming a human into a demon. Not only that, becoming the spirit of a demonic divinity meant that in the future, there was a chance for one to become a demonic divinity.
The Vermilion Bird was undoubtedly a demonic divinity, the totem of Grand Xia.
Qin Wentian felt a sense of frustration in his heart. He gently stroked the wings of the Purgatory Vermilion Bird as he spoke in a low voice, "This art is heaven-defying, transforming a human into a demon, becoming the spirit of a demonic divinity. Humans are the spirit of all living beings, how terrifying would their cultivation be after transforming into a demon? However, how can I transform into a demon?"
As he thought of this, Qin Wentian shook his head. He stared at the Purgatory Vermilion Bird and asked, "Don't tell me you want me to accompany you to soar through the heavens and earth after I transform into a demon?"
The Purgatory Vermilion Bird felt wronged when it heard Qin Wentian's words. It continued to rub its head against Qin Wentian's chest.
Qin Wentian seemed to understand the Vermilion Bird's intentions. He calmly replied, "I won't blame you, but it's a pity. The ancient luck within the Vermilion Bird Formation is so powerful, and this Demonic Divinity Sacrificial Rite is also a heaven-defying art. If someone was willing to cultivate it, they would surely be able to transcend the heavens. However, I'm not willing to cultivate it.
It's such a waste. "The Purgatory Vermilion Bird spoke in a low voice. Qin Wentian continued," Although I'm not willing to transform into a demon, since I've encountered this art, I still have to learn it. In the future, if I meet someone who's fated with me, I can bestow it to them. "
As he finished speaking, Qin Wentian sat down cross-legged and focused on comprehending the Song of the Demonic God, using his ancient will to connect to the heavens.
Immersed in cultivation, Qin Wentian had no idea how much time had passed. After a long time, he began to chant in a low voice, like the voice of a demon god. It was deep and powerful, and seemed to originate from ancient times. It wasn't the voice of a human, but contained a terrifying might that connected heaven and earth. The entire palace trembled slightly as boundless demonic qi gathered with Qin Wentian at the center.
Inside Qin Wentian's body, his bloodline was surging, becoming more and more terrifying. That dormant bloodline was actually showing signs of awakening.
Terrifying rumbling sounds thundered out as Qin Wentian's bloodline roared madly, emitting a terrifying sound that reverberated throughout the entire palace. The Purgatory Vermilion Bird that was lying on the ground beside Qin Wentian stood up, staring at Qin Wentian as it let out a long screech. A resplendent light shone in its eyes as it stared at Qin Wentian, filled with shock.
Qin Wentian continued chanting, his bloodline transformed into a terrifying vortex that revolved frenziedly. Abruptly, the terrifying bloodline within Qin Wentian's body congregated into the form of a gigantic primordial demon. A pair of eyes that could shake one's soul opened abruptly, terrifying to the extreme.
Who was it that was using the power of chanting to summon a primordial demon?
A peerlessly terrifying pressure permeated the air. The Purgatory Vermilion Bird actually prostrated itself on the ground, struggling to raise its head. Its gaze was fixed on Qin Wentian's body, and it was unknown how shocked it was.
That oppressive might was too terrifying.
"Too weak!"
A low voice rang out in the depths of Qin Wentian's heart. After which, the pressure gradually dissipated, and the bloodline within Qin Wentian's body gradually regained its calmness, no longer as violent as before.
Abruptly, Qin Wentian's eyes snapped open as a terrifying demonic light gleamed within. His gaze was incomparably sharp, and his forehead was drenched in sweat.
"It disappeared …"
Qin Wentian mumbled to himself. Earlier, he clearly heard a voice in his heart saying that he was too weak … After which, that terrifying primordial demon continued to slumber. It was as though with his current strength, he didn't have the qualifications to activate the power of this bloodline. He was simply too weak.
"Who would have thought that the Demonic Divinity Sacrificial Transformation would actually activate the power of my bloodline. Seems like it's truly an ancient demonic bloodline, and an extremely powerful one at that. If not, it wouldn't have been activated by the Demonic Divinity Chant." Qin Wentian silently mused, as he grew even more curious about his origins. Back then when he was in a desperate situation of death, he had activated his bloodline once, but even then, he only managed to activate a trace of its power.
His dual bloodlines contained boundless potential, but sadly, he was too weak and had no way to unearth it.
Was a cultivator at the peak of Yuanfu too weak?
In that case, what cultivation level could he reach in order to meet the minimum requirement?
Heavenly Dipper Realm, or the even stronger Celestial Phenomenon Realm?
Just as Qin Wentian was contemplating, rumbling sounds echoed out as the entire palace started to sink downwards.
Qin Wentian's eyes flickered as he inclined his head and stared at the skies. A terrifying beam of light directly pierced through the air, and right there, Qin Wentian could see the gigantic ancient demonic Vermilion Bird hovering above the Vermilion Bird Formation. The spirit of an ancient demonic beast, controlling the Vermilion Bird Formation. It was as though it was a true lifeform.
As the beam of light shot out, everything seemed to be on the verge of being annihilated. The entire palace transformed into golden light, as though it was about to turn into dust. Qin Wentian still stood there, but at this moment, the palace disappeared, as though the Vermilion Bird Formation was undergoing a transformation.
"Since you are fated to transform into a demon, you can control the spirit of the Vermilion Bird. In the ancient kingdom, you can do whatever you want."
A voice filled with temptation rang out in Qin Wentian's ears, causing Qin Wentian's heart to tremble. His eyes gleamed with sharpness as he inclined his head and stared at the ancient demonic Vermilion Bird in the air.
The Demonic Divinity Sacrificial Transformation required the chanting of the demonic beasts to reach the heavens, gathering the power of the demonic beasts from all directions. And in the Vermilion Bird Formation, there was a spirit of the Vermilion Bird. Since he was fated to transform into a demon, his ancient will could reach the heavens and borrow its strength.
Qin Wentian turned his gaze onto the Purgatory Vermilion Bird beside him. His gaze was filled with gentleness as he rubbed its head. "So the ancient luck you bestowed upon me is so powerful. Sadly, I'm not willing to transform into a demon."
The Purgatory Vermilion Bird stared at Qin Wentian with a gentle look in its eyes. It lightly shook its head, as though it didn't care about Qin Wentian's thoughts. If Qin Wentian wasn't willing to transform into a demon, it wouldn't force the issue.
The spectators in the outside world were all shocked to the extreme. They saw that the ten people who had inherited their ancient luck had all appeared. The area they were in had already been destroyed, and even the ancient Vermilion Bird Formation was undergoing a transformation.
Right now, only thirty-six people remained in the Vermilion Bird Formation.
These thirty-six people were all much stronger compared to the time when the ranking battle began. Especially those ten, their auras had undergone a drastic transformation, becoming even more terrifying.
"For the next three years, only thirty-six people will be able to enter the Heavenly Fate Rankings."
At this moment, Old Man Tianji's voice rang out in the air, fulfilling his promise. The number of people remaining in the Vermilion Bird Formation would be the same as the number of people remaining in the Heavenly Fate Rankings.
Now that the Vermilion Bird Formation had been dispelled, there were only thirty-six people remaining in the Heavenly Fate Rankings.
This meant that the thirty-six people standing in front of them were the next top thirty-six rankers of the Heavenly Fate Rankings.
In the future, if someone wanted to enter, they would have to defeat them first.
"Chen Wang, what kind of ancient luck did he obtain? How terrifying!"
At this moment, the gazes of the crowd turned over, only to see Chen Wang sitting cross-legged, the Great Solar Universe Energy radiating from his body. Behind him, a terrifying shadow of the sun floated in the air, as though he was about to condense into a Great Solar Dharma Body. Just the radiance of the Great Solar Dharma Body alone was enough to strike fear into the hearts of the spectators.
"Chen Wang's strength has always been tyrannical. Now, who can stop him?"
The hearts of the spectators murmured. For the ranking battle this time around, Chen Wang was undoubtedly the number one. It would be difficult for anyone to contend against him.
Other than Chen Wang, Shi Potian, Zhan Chen, and the rest also had their own luck.
The ranking battle this time around was extremely unusual, something that had never happened in the past. Ten people had all obtained a great amount of luck.
"Qin Wentian, the demonic qi exuding from him is terrifying. But now that Chen Wang is even stronger, he won't spare him." The gazes of the spectators shifted onto Qin Wentian, as well as the Purgatory Vermilion Bird hovering above him.
And indeed, at this moment, Chen Wang opened his eyes, staring at Qin Wentian. His eyes shone with the brilliance of the scorching sun.
Qin Wentian had actually walked out of the cavern unscathed. Not only that, his demeanor had undergone a drastic change. The Purgatory Vermilion Bird beside him had transformed into its true form, and he had also obtained ancient luck.
But so what of it? Right now, there were only thirty-six of them left. Qin Wentian would die without a doubt.
The Vermilion Bird Formation had already dissipated. The space around them seemed to have shrunk, and in the center of it all, a resplendent Vermilion Bird Arena Platform could be seen hovering in the air, resembling the shape of a Vermilion Bird.
This was the Vermilion Bird Arena Platform.
The remaining thirty-six contenders, the top thirty-six of the Heavenly Fate Rankings, were about to engage in the final battle.
The spectators felt a sense of fervor in their hearts. It was as though they were witnessing an unprecedented ranking battle of the Heavenly Fate Rankings.
In the past thousand years, there had never been such a magnificent scene. Maybe what Old Man Tianji had said was true, the fate of Grand Xia was about to change. The heavens of Grand Xia were about to change.
Old Man Tianji inclined his head, staring at the Vermilion Bird in the air. The eyes of the Vermilion Bird were gigantic, incomparably demonic.
For thousands of years, this Vermilion Bird Formation was the only place in Grand Xia that hadn't been broken. And now, there was finally a change to it. What would happen in the ranking battle this time around? Even Old Man Tianji had no way to predict.
"The top thirty-six of the Heavenly Fate Rankings have already been determined. Everyone, it's about time for you all to take a break." At that moment, a voice rang out. Everyone looked over and saw that at the other end of the corridor, there was a middle-aged man standing in the air. Behind him, several silhouettes slowly rose up into the air. All of them were young and exuded an extraordinary aura.
"Since you all came to the Ancient Kingdom, you are naturally our guests. Naturally, we will treat you all well before we proceed with the final battle of the Heavenly Fate Rankings." The middle-aged man slowly spoke, his words causing the hearts of the crowd to tremble. Guests?
Since they were the guests, didn't that mean that they were the hosts?
People from the Ancient Kingdom of Grand Xia!
Qin Wentian turned his gaze onto these people. Ouyang Kuangsheng had once told him that the people from the Ancient Kingdom of Grand Xia were extremely mysterious. Thousands of years ago, when the Ancient Kingdom collapsed, the Nine Grand Clans wouldn't leave behind any survivors. Hence, the identities of these people were extremely suspicious.
Maybe, the upper echelons of the various transcendent powers knew something.
However, they were all tight-lipped about this, and it was a taboo!
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