Qin Wentian had truly brought too much astonishment to the spectators.
Initially, they had thought that with Shi Potian's terrifying strength, although he wouldn't be able to suppress Qin Wentian, it wouldn't be a problem for him to win.
However at this moment, their confidence started to waver. Shi Potian had actually fallen into an illusory realm.
Was that really an illusory realm?
"No, that's definitely not an illusory realm." Emperor Azure had experienced Qin Wentian's strength before. Not only that, he himself was proficient in illusory realms, yet that strike of his had landed on the wrong spot. It wasn't an illusory realm at all, it was as though everything had happened in reality.
Given Emperor Azure's control over illusions, it was impossible for him to fall into an illusory realm. Not only that, powerful wills would be able to extricate themselves from it. For someone as terrifying as Shi Potian, it was impossible for him to fall into an illusory realm.
At that time, Emperor Azure felt as though everything that happened was real, deeply imprinted into his consciousness. But in the end, it was proven to be fake, just like Shi Potian. Emperor Azure knew that this was a type of Mandate that was similar to the Mandate of Illusions.
And that terrifying Great Roc, was that a Combat Divine Inscription? A fourth-ranked Combat Divine Inscription?
The terrifying Great Roc accompanied Qin Wentian as they dashed forwards, like a beam of light, exuding a terrifying might that could destroy everything. The Purgatory Vermilion Bird hovering above Qin Wentian's Vermilion Bird held an absolute advantage against Shi Potian's Vermilion Bird. As Qin Wentian grew stronger, his Vermilion Bird also grew more and more violent and terrifying.
Shi Potian finally realized something. Everything he saw was fake, it wasn't an illusory realm technique, it was an illusion created by him.
An illusory realm technique allowed him to see things that were illusory and not real. However, what Shi Potian saw earlier wasn't an illusion, it was an illusion created by him.
"BOOM!" The terrifying Great Roc slammed into Shi Potian, instantly sending him flying through the air. His armor shattered as fresh blood flowed through the air, and he slammed heavily onto the ground. On the platform, the Purgatory Vermilion Bird had also swallowed Shi Potian's Vermilion Bird, ending the battle at the same time.
Qin Wentian, who had transformed into the Roc, stood up slowly and transformed into a human again. His breath was slightly fluctuating, his long robe and black hair were flying in the air.
Staring at the silhouette of Qin Wentian, everyone understood that this dark horse was preparing to descend to the next round.
Qin Wentian had defeated Shi Potian, the one who had the highest chance of contending for the top position in the Heavenly Fate Rankings.
Although Qin Wentian had seized Shi Potian's weakness and attacked crazily, making Shi Potian unable to play his advantage, he still won.
Qin Wentian's comprehensive strength was too terrifying. He seemed to have no weaknesses. In terms of strength, he could crush too many people. Those who were stronger than him couldn't compare to him in speed. Moreover, he could transform into a demon and had a terrifying ability comparable to the will of illusion.
The ancient bell he shot out seemed to be able to destroy hearts.
During battle, he could condense Battle Divine Inscriptions in the air, and they were extremely terrifying Battle Divine Inscriptions.
All three battles had ended.
Chen Wang defeated Zhan Chen.
Si Qiong had defeated the black-robed figure.
Qin Wentian had defeated Shi Potian.
The final battle was undoubtedly the most shocking. It wasn't the process, but rather, the ending.
"Next, Chen Wang will battle Shi Potian, Si Qiong will battle Zhan Chen, and Qin Wentian will battle the black-robed figure." Old Man Tianji's voice rang out. The three victors would fight against the three losers. This way, they could avoid a clash of the strongest, and at the same time, the rankings wouldn't be determined by a single battle. That would be unfair.
For example, although Shi Potian had lost to Qin Wentian, what if he was stronger than Si Qiong? If he was ranked third, it would naturally be unfair to him. Therefore, there would be such a mismatch. This kind of battle would make the final ranking more convincing.
Naturally, before the battles began, the participants had to be given sufficient time to recover from their earlier exhaustion and injuries.
Only when Chen Wang and Shi Potian stood on the platform did the gazes of the countless spectators once again converge on the platform. This time around, Shi Potian didn't even have the Vermilion Bird's spirit, but the spectators were still filled with anticipation for this battle.
However, because of Shi Potian's defeat, the spectators' view of him had already changed. Everyone believed that Chen Wang would defeat Shi Potian, and no one was optimistic about Shi Potian's chances. The winner is the king, and the loser is the villain.
If Shi Potian defeated Chen Wang, didn't that mean that Qin Wentian would be able to defeat Chen Wang as well?
This battle was extremely important to Shi Potian. He couldn't afford to lose again, but the person he was facing now was Chen Wang.
At the first instant, Shi Potian unleashed the innate technique from his bloodline. His body expanded in size, resembling an ancient demonic beast, unexcelled in the world. His strength, defense, and attack had all increased to an unfathomable level.
Chen Wang was also extremely serious. His Astral Soul erupted forth as the Great Sun Dharma Body manifested. The battle between the two of them used the most direct method — — colliding head-on!
On the arena platform, the flaming giant and the ancient demonic beast were engaged in a frenzied battle. Every time they collided, the spectators could feel their blood boiling. Chen Wang's flaming body was on the verge of breaking apart, while Shi Potian's body was engulfed in flames, as though he was about to transform into a flaming giant.
"Shi Potian, you can't do it."
Abruptly, a voice rang out from the arena platform. After which, the spectators only saw the Great Sun Dharma Body above Chen Wang's head radiating a resplendent light, as though his Astral Soul had fused together with it. A gigantic palm imprint that seemed capable of annihilating the heavens and earth slammed down towards Shi Potian. Shi Potian roared, he didn't use Stellar Transposition to evade. In this battle, Chen Wang wanted to use the most direct method to settle everything. How could he retreat?
"Bang!"
As the palm strike landed, Shi Potian's body transformed into a body of lava. His bones and blood seemed to be on the verge of melting into flames, being assimilated by Chen Wang. A look of struggle appeared on Shi Potian's face.
"Get down." Chen Wang waved his palms, sending Shi Potian flying off the arena platform.
For this battle, Chen Wang was the victor. Shi Potian was defeated once again.
If Qin Wentian defeated the black-robed figure, that would mean that he, Shi Potian, would still have one last chance to fight against Si Qiong. If he defeated Si Qiong, it would mean that he was stronger than Si Qiong, and would naturally be stronger than Zhan Chen and the black-robed figure. But if Qin Wentian was defeated by the black-robed figure, he would no longer have the qualifications to fight against Si Qiong.
Because the black-robed figure had been defeated by Si Qiong before. If he defeated Qin Wentian, it would mean that he would be able to defeat Shi Potian as well, and there would be no need for him to continue fighting.
But no matter how one looked at it, Shi Potian's chances of becoming one of the top three were practically zero.
And as expected, in the following battle, Si Qiong also defeated Zhan Chen. Even more so, no one believed that Shi Potian would be able to defeat Si Qiong.
Shi Potian and Zhan Chen were both defeated twice in a row, causing the spectators to involuntarily sigh in their hearts.
On the stage of the final battle, even someone as strong as Shi Potian and Zhan Chen had no choice but to accept their consecutive defeats.
One couldn't help but to say that this was extremely cruel. Zhan Chen had prepared for this battle for far too long, yet he had already lost to Chen Wang and Si Qiong. He wouldn't allow himself to be defeated a third time, absolutely not.
Shi Potian was even more miserable. Not only did he lose to Chen Wang, he even lost to Qin Wentian. He was ranked # 3 in the previous Heavenly Fate Rankings, but this time around, it was extremely difficult for him to be ranked # 3.
"Next, we'll have to see the outcome of the battle between Qin Wentian and the black-robed figure. For this battle, there shouldn't be too much of a disparity. Qin Wentian is very strong, but the black-robed figure was able to injure Si Qiong, he definitely isn't a simple character." The spectators were speculating in their hearts, with regards to the outcome of this battle.
What would the outcome of this battle be exactly?
Would the tyrannical devil art of the black-robed figure be able to suppress Qin Wentian?
Qin Wentian's attacks were also getting more and more bizarre. Would his illusory techniques be effective against the black-robed figure?
When the two of them stood on the arena platform, the previously calm hearts of the spectators were once again stirred.
Both of them could be considered dark horses of the Heavenly Fate Rankings this time around.
Qin Wentian didn't belong to any major powers, and the black-robed figure didn't even know of his identity. Now that they were facing each other, they were about to clash head-on.
"Who are you?" Qin Wentian stared at the black-robed figure. Contrary to the expectations of the spectators, Qin Wentian didn't immediately make a move. Instead, he questioned the identity of the black-robed figure.
The black-robed figure had helped him twice before, and with regards to the identity of the black-robed figure, Qin Wentian had always been filled with curiosity. But he had also injured Mo Qingcheng on the arena platform.
Initially, Qin Wentian was filled with both curiosity and gratitude towards the black-robed figure. But after his battle with Mo Qingcheng, Qin Wentian started to doubt himself. He had to know the identity of the black-robed figure.
The black-robed figure coldly stared at him, not saying a word.
"If you don't speak, I will personally unveil your veil." Qin Wentian's voice was ice cold, as the aura from his body erupted forth.
"Kill me, or injure me heavily. You might be able to see who I am. And if you lose, I won't show you any mercy." The voice of the black-robed figure was hoarse. In the minds of the spectators, he had never spoken before. But at this moment, he actually spoke.
Demonic qi gushed forth from the black-robed figure, as terrifying devil clouds appeared in the air. A series of whistling sounds could be heard as the demonic qi gushed towards Qin Wentian.
"As you wish." Qin Wentian walked towards the black-robed figure, his aura towering up to the heavens. The blood in his body churned, as demonic qi gathered in his palms. A pair of wings appeared on his back. Facing the black-robed figure, Qin Wentian naturally wouldn't underestimate him.
With a flap of his wings, Qin Wentian's silhouette vanished, instantly appearing before his opponent. His opponent's devil palm slammed over, Qin Wentian wasn't polite at all. With a lift of his hand, a tyrannical dragon imprint blasted out. The might of their attacks was incomparably terrifying.
In an instant, the two of them collided. Qin Wentian swept his eyes over, as a terrifying will of Mandates gushed into the mind of the black-robed figure. But at this moment, the devilish might of the black-robed figure suddenly vanished without a trace. Not only that, the palm imprint of the black-robed figure directly landed on Qin Wentian's chest.
Qin Wentian's countenance drastically changed. Draconic roars echoed in the air as the terrifying dragon imprint slammed down. To Qin Wentian's shock, the black-robed figure actually opened up his chest, allowing the draconic roars to land on him.
BOOM …
The terrifying attack slammed into the chest of the black-robed figure without any reservations. His black robes were instantly torn apart as his body was flung through the air like a kite with a broken string, slamming into the golden feather pillar of the Vermilion Bird Arena Platform. After which, he slumped onto the ground as fresh blood flowed unceasingly from his mouth.
This scene caused the spectators to be dumbfounded. At the last instant, the black-robed figure actually gave up on attacking?
How could this be? What was going on exactly?
Even Qin Wentian had a puzzled look on his face. He didn't understand why the black-robed figure would do this.
After a moment of shock, Qin Wentian lifted his feet and walked towards the black-robed figure. The black-robed figure's black robes were already torn apart, but the veil was still there. In fact, he could even see a head full of silky black hair, as well as a pair of extremely beautiful eyes.
Faintly, they seemed somewhat familiar.
"Who are you?"
Qin Wentian's heart tightened. He squatted down and placed his hand on the veil of the black-robed figure, removing it.
What was exposed was a pair of extremely delicate and beautiful faces. She was very young and very beautiful.
Many in the crowd stared at the face of the black-robed figure, and those who could see it clearly felt their hearts trembling in shock.
How could this be possible? The black-robed figure who cultivated that tyrannical devil art was actually such a beautiful lady?
Not only that, although blood flowed unceasingly from the corners of her mouth, her beautiful eyes flickered with a smile, a smile that contained traces of tears.
Qin Wentian finally recognized this beautiful face. Although it had changed greatly, he still recognized it. His heart violently pounded, as he felt a twinge of pain in his heart.
"Why, why did you do this?!"
Qin Wentian let out a low roar, as his palms gently brushed past the beautiful face, wiping away the blood from the corners of her mouth.
"Atone for the sins of father and sister, and say sorry on their behalf." A gentle voice sounded out from the mouth of the lady.
In her eyes, a smile could still be seen, a smile that was extremely beautiful.
The corners of her lips trembled slightly, as she stared at Qin Wentian. Smiling, she called out, "Wentian gege!"
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