The battle between Qin Wentian and Zong Peng was witnessed by the members of the Zong Clan.
Tyrannical, Qin Wentian didn't even need to use his sword to destroy Zong Peng's Astral Nova.
Although Li Nian and Jian Feng were much stronger compared to Zong Peng, could they be the same as Qin Wentian, suppressing Zong Peng?
Right now, the only thing the Zong Clan was worried about was that Li Nian and Jian Feng would use their strongest methods to deal with Qin Wentian.
"Who is this person?"
On the precipice, the gazes of several people landed on Qin Wentian. They had never heard of Qin Wentian's name before, but right now, when they saw the members of the Zong Clan, their gazes were filled with fanaticism.
It was as though the members of the Zong Clan were extremely confident in this young man. They believed that he would be able to defeat Li Ran and Jian Feng?
At this moment, there were also people who recognized Qin Wentian. Back then when Qin Wentian was cultivating his sword, many of them had seen him before. Right now, they couldn't help but to sigh in admiration. So it turned out that this young man was actually a helper invited by the Zong Clan.
However, in front of Li Ran and Jian Feng, no matter how powerful this young man was, he could only be a spectator. There was nothing he could do.
"You actually participated in the battle for the Heavenly Dipper Realm?"
At this moment, in the direction of the Li Clan, Li Nian's eyes flashed with astonishment as she stared at Qin Wentian.
"Li Nian, if it wasn't for Brother Qin not wanting to be calculative with you that day, do you think you would still be here?" Zong Qian coldly snorted.
Li Ran's eyes also turned over, landing onto Qin Wentian as a look of disdain could be seen on his face. "You can go down yourself."
This battle was between him and Jian Feng. He had been anticipating this battle for a long time. Hence, the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Li Clan came to an agreement, directly eliminating the Zong Clan. Their victory or defeat would be determined by the battle between Li Ran and Jian Feng.
Jian Feng also glanced at Qin Wentian, his countenance incomparably calm. This young man seemed to be the one who cultivated in the cavern on the precipice outside the sword range that night.
However, he only casually glanced at him before shifting his gaze back to Li Ran. Just like what Li Ran had thought, this battle had nothing to do with Qin Wentian at all.
Of course, it would be best for him to walk on his own.
Qin Wentian stood there quietly. Although he had already broken through to the Heavenly Dipper Realm, he wouldn't feel any pressure fighting someone on the same level as him.
Back then in the Ancient Kingdom of Grand Xia, there were so many geniuses at the peak of Grand Xia, including demon-level geniuses from the various transcendent powers. Yet he didn't fear them all, claiming the top position.
And now, in the Sword Reverence City, if it wasn't for the fact that he wanted to help the Zong Clan seize control of the sword range, he wouldn't even have participated in this battle.
To him, this battle did not have much meaning.
The calm Qin Wentian acted as though he hadn't heard Li Ran's words. Li Ran, who was currently facing off against Jian Feng, frowned as a cold light erupted forth, sweeping towards Qin Wentian. His narrowed eyes gradually turned sharp, and with a shrill whistle, the ancient sword on his back instantly floated in front of him, bringing with it a humming sound as it pointed towards Qin Wentian.
"You shouldn't have participated in this battle. It's already a mistake for you to do so. Earlier, I gave you a chance, you should have cherished it. This is your second mistake."
Li Ran faintly spoke. After which, he turned to Jian Feng and continued, "You and I won't bully him. Let's see who will be the first to slay this external helper of the Zong Clan. How about it?"
After hearing this, Jian Feng stared at Qin Wentian as he spoke, "You aren't his opponent. You can go down by yourself."
In the Sword Reverence City, at the same cultivation level, Jian Feng had never met a worthy opponent before. Only Li Ran of the Li Clan, whose talent was rumored to be exceedingly outstanding.
Back when he was still at Yuanfu, the sect leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect had already conferred him the title of Sword Son. Cultivating the sword for so many years, his Sword Heart was incomparably resolute. He believed that in the Sword Reverence City, there was no one at the same cultivation level as him who could defeat him.
"Since you aren't willing to act, I will deal with him first before fighting against you."
Li Ran saw that Jian Feng was giving a chance to Qin Wentian, yet he didn't want to give it to him. His palms grasped onto the sword in front of him, and instantly, his body straightened up, as straight as a sword as he advanced towards Qin Wentian.
Rays of resplendent light radiated from the sword, so bright that the spectators couldn't even open their eyes. His entire sword was as dazzling as the blazing sun.
The wind gusted, the light radiated.
The spectators only saw Li Ran's silhouette transforming into a beam of sword light. Those with weaker cultivation couldn't help but raise their hands, shielding their eyes.
How could Li Ran's sword be so resplendent, like the blazing sun?
Sword light flashed, and in that instant, Li Ran's sword slashed downwards. Instantly, an intense light enveloped Qin Wentian's surroundings, and as this intense light flashed past, a bone-piercing chill could be felt in the hearts of those who saw it.
Li Ran's sword, slicing the throat with a single strike.
It was rumored that Li Ran from the Li Clan rarely used his sword because of his pride and disdain. But today, in the contest for the sword range, he was going to fight against Jian Feng. Hence, his sword bloomed in a dazzling manner.
Using the Sword Son of the Zong Clan as a sacrifice to his sword.
Although the light was too intense, the spectators still stared ahead, at Qin Wentian, wanting to see Li Ran's life-reaping sword clearly.
The lips of those from the Li Clan curled up in arrogance. Li Nian even had a look of disdain in her eyes.
The moment the sword descended, it would be the moment Qin Wentian died.
The spectators only saw Qin Wentian closing his eyes as his sword abruptly unsheathed with the speed of a bolt of lightning. Qin Wentian lifted his hands slightly as the sword landed in his hands. His movements were incomparably light and practiced, he didn't even bother to evade the incoming sword strike.
Such a fast sword strike only needed the blink of an eye to claim his life.
Li Ran was fast, but so was Qin Wentian. How could his sword not be fast?
Qin Wentian's palms trembled as the keening of a sword rang out. It was as though his sword had merely trembled slightly, yet the spectators could already see Qin Wentian being slain by the sword light.
Even those from the Zong Clan were stunned. Qin Wentian actually didn't even bother to evade?
There was no way he could evade such a sword strike.
As the sword light descended, Qin Wentian's silhouette was slashed apart, causing many to be stunned.
Those from the Zong Clan felt their bodies turning cold, while the others felt that this was nothing out of the ordinary. Li Nian's lips curled up even higher.
"Mhm?" At this moment, a strange scene appeared. They saw an afterimage appearing beside Li Ran. This afterimage elongated and appeared two steps behind Li Ran. As for the silhouette of Li Ran's sword light, it had already vanished. What Li Ran slashed at was only an afterimage.
"This … how fast!" The crowd drew in a breath of cold air. Li Ran's sword strike had missed.
The sword intent dissipated, and the sword light disappeared. Qin Wentian was still standing there with his back facing Li Ran. The spectators were all staring at him, wanting to see if Qin Wentian was injured or not.
Li Ran slowly turned around, yet Qin Wentian still hadn't moved an inch. This caused the spectators to sigh. It seemed like Qin Wentian had failed to evade that sword strike.
"How is this possible?"
A hoarse voice rang out from Li Ran's mouth. After which, a bloody wound appeared on his throat as fresh blood gushed out unceasingly.
In that instant, the gazes of the spectators froze as expressions of terror appeared on their faces.
Li Ran's silhouette slowly collapsed onto the ground.
The keening of the sword, Qin Wentian died.
When sword cultivators clashed, the sword wind was the most dangerous. A single misstep could result in the throat being slashed apart.
Li Ran had always been arrogant, wanting Qin Wentian to walk down the platform by himself, yet his throat was slashed apart by a single sword strike. The Sword Son of the Li Clan had fallen.
A wave of coldness enveloped Li Nian's body. She stared at the scene in front of her in shock, as though she didn't dare to believe that this was real. Staring at the silhouette of Qin Wentian, her body couldn't help but tremble.
Those from the Li Clan all had ashen expressions on their faces.
They had reached an agreement with the Heavenly Sword Sect because they wanted Li Ran to fight against Jian Feng, seizing control of the sword range. But now, their Li Clan had already been eliminated, and they had even lost a Sword Son.
"Excellent."
"Sword Son Qin Wen."
The eyes of those from the Zong Clan flickered with a fanatical light. The nervousness and disappointment they felt earlier had completely vanished, replaced by a surge of hot-bloodedness.
This sword strike was too magnificent, sweeping away all the humiliation the Zong Clan had suffered earlier, ruthlessly slapping the face of the Li Clan.
Earlier, the arrogant words spoken by the clan lord of the Li Clan, Li Zhentian, rang out in their ears.
"Li Clan Lord, don't be too full of yourself." Zong Yi faintly spoke, his words causing Li Zhentian's eyes to gleam with a terrifying light as he stared at Qin Wentian on the platform.
"Take care of this." Li Zhentian waved his hands, and a moment later, someone came to collect Li Ran's corpse.
The three parties had agreed that in the contest of the sword range, life and death would be determined by fate. Li Ran wanted to kill Qin Wentian first, yet he was killed instead.
On the cliff, the spectators all had strange expressions on their faces. It seemed like the Zong Clan had long been prepared for this.
The Li Clan had initially wanted to fight against the Heavenly Sword Sect for the ten years' worth of control over the sword range. Who would have thought that they would end up benefiting the Zong Clan instead?
As long as the Zong Clan won this battle, the control over the sword range would belong to them.
The gazes of the spectators shifted back to Qin Wentian, only to see him inclining his head slightly, staring at Jian Feng as he spoke, "You, get down from the platform."
Qin Wentian's voice was extremely calm, without any fluctuations. Earlier, Jian Feng told him to get down, and now, he was returning the same words to him.
However, the situation was different now.
Before this, everyone felt that there was no need to doubt Jian Feng's words. But now, the situation was reversed.
Killing Li Ran with a single sword strike. Although Jian Feng was the one with the highest talent in the Heavenly Sword Sect, would he be able to fight against the Sword Son of the Zong Clan?
That day at the bottom of the cliff, the female cultivator who said that Qin Wentian only had a superficial appearance and that his swordsmanship was weak couldn't help but feel a sense of surrealism in her heart. That was her senior brother Jian Feng, whom she admired. And now, this person whom she had humiliated for having weak swordsmanship actually told her senior brother Jian Feng to get down from the platform.
"Sword keening, sword shadows appearing. What sword will you comprehend?" Jian Feng asked. The sword intent he sensed caused him to feel a chill in his heart.
"I don't know what other people refer to this as. Maybe it's the Will of Sword Melody." Qin Wentian faintly replied. Jian Feng nodded his head, "Sword keening, sword melody, it's indeed suitable. If I insist on fighting against this will, I'm afraid that my ending would be the same as Li Ran's. I'm defeated."
As the sound of Jian Feng's voice faded, he turned, ignoring the opinions of others, ignoring the face of the Heavenly Sword Sect, and directly walked down the platform, admitting defeat.
Was this because he was afraid of death? Was his Sword Heart not resolute enough?
It was precisely because Jian Feng's Sword Heart was resolute that he could calmly say that if he were to fight, he would die for sure. After which, he walked down the platform!
You've already exceeded your reading limit for today. If you want to read more, please log in.
Login
Select text and click 'Report' to let us know about any bad translation.
