Qin Wentian slowly ascended, his steps firm and resolute. His gaze was fixed on the staircase, nobody could obstruct him.
"DIE!" Another voice rang out from Qin Wentian's mouth. Instantly, the sound of sword whistling filled the air as the vines and trees around Luo He were slashed apart. At the same time, all the vines and trees were slashed apart. The sword light swept past, resembling a beam of light.
"Bzzz!" A terrifying sword light flashed past, directly in front of Luo He. Abruptly, a towering gigantic sword manifested, exuding a sword might that could annihilate everything. Only to see a silhouette walking over, standing beside Luo He as he stared at Qin Wentian below.
"Everyone, this sword is too demonic. After we kill this brat, this sword will no longer pose any threat to us." That person spoke. Instantly, the experts around Qin Wentian released their Astral Novas, causing the pressure in this space to make it hard for the spectators to breathe.
Qin Wentian acted as though he didn't see anything. His blood unceasingly dripped onto the surface of the demon sword as he continued ascending the staircase.
"My will, is the will of my sword."
Qin Wentian's voice rang out. His calm voice melded together with the sound of the sword whistling, becoming one with the other.
His voice, was the sound of the sword whistling.
His will, was the will of his sword.
At this moment, Qin Wentian only felt that his connection with the demon sword had deepened.
An expert from the Great Solar Chen Clan slowly walked towards Qin Wentian. With a grab of his palm, a terrifying inferno manifested in the air, condensing into a terrifying Hell Flame Demon, directly manifesting in front of Qin Wentian, blasting towards Qin Wentian. The body of this Hell Flame Demon was incomparably gigantic, and with a single palm strike, it seemed as though it could shatter everything.
Qin Wentian acted as though he didn't see it, he continued ascending the staircase.
"BOOM!"
His foot landed on another flight of stairs. At the instant his foot landed, the boundless Sword Qi transformed into a gigantic sword that pierced through the Hell Fire Demon. Flames danced in all directions, but were instantly reduced to dust by the Sword Qi.
This scene caused everyone to exclaim in their hearts. How strong was the Sword Will near Qin Wentian?
"Brother Wang." Only to see that expert from the Chen Clan turning his gaze onto an expert from the Wang Clan of the War Continent. That expert from the Wang Clan stepped out as he retrieved an item with ten million strands of silk in his hand. With a wave of his hand, the ten million strands of silk shot towards Qin Wentian, transforming into an inescapable net that shot towards Qin Wentian.
The incomparably terrifying Sword Qi slashed at it, but it was unable to cut it apart. It was obvious that this was a powerful Divine Weapon.
Qin Wentian inclined his head, but he didn't look at the inescapable net. Instead, he stared at that expert from the Wang Clan. His eyes seemed to originate from the coldness of eternity, capable of freezing the souls of those who stared at him.
That expert from the Wang Clan only heard the shrill cry of a great roc. His countenance turned incredibly unsightly as he retreated with explosive speed. He only saw a gigantic roc that blotted out the sun zooming past him, its wings wanting to lacerate his throat.
"BANG!" The silhouette of the great roc vanished from sight. However, the shrill cry of the sword didn't cease. The heart of that expert from the Wang Clan shuddered as another wave of coldness pierced through his throat. His silhouette flickered with extreme speed, as fast as a beam of light.
Everything happened in an instant. When that expert from the Wang Clan coughed up blood, the crowd still didn't dare to believe their eyes. What they saw was real.
But that falling body of his, as well as that divine weapon that fell from the sky, had no intention of confirming his death.
"The shrill cry of the sword, the silhouette of the great roc. This is the melody of the sword, the will of the Martial Dao."
Qin Wentian borrowed the power of the demon sword. His intent, was the sword intent of the sword.
The eyes of the crowd narrowed as their hearts trembled. This young man was too terrifying.
Although Qin Wentian wasn't able to control the demon sword, the might he could unleash by dragging it along with him was already sufficient to cause others to feel awe in their hearts.
Before this, no one in Grand Xia had expected that the immovable demon sword at the bottom of the precipice in the Sword Reverence City would be so terrifying.
They simply didn't dare to imagine. If there was someone who could truly control the demon sword, how terrifying would that person be? It would be sufficient to sweep across the entire Grand Xia.
However, it was rumored that this demon sword was unmovable throughout the ages, and no one had ever managed to pull it out. Most probably, some of the peak characters of Grand Xia had also tried, but the fact that the sword hadn't left the precipice indicated that no one had succeeded. Hence, how difficult would it be to completely control it?
However, what the crowd didn't expect was that the top ranker of the Heavenly Fate Rankings, Qin Wentian, had seized ancient luck and inherited the Mandate of Heaven. It was as though the Mandate of Heaven had returned, and he had successfully pulled out the demon sword.
And now, a single person wielding a single sword, flaunting his might in front of the Pill Emperor Hall.
Qin Wentian finally stepped onto the ninety-ninth step. When he stepped out, the entire Pill Emperor Hall shuddered. His demon sword was still dragging along the steps as he turned his gaze onto those from the Wang Clan who hadn't left yet.
"You all treat my life like grass, killing me whenever you want. In that case, I'll treat all of you like ants. So what if I'm the enemy of the entire Grand Xia?"
As the sound of Qin Wentian's voice faded, a cold light flashed as the sword whistled through the air. In the direction of those from the Wang Clan, a raging wind gusted by as the silhouette of a great roc blotted out the sun. Everywhere it passed by, blood rained down like rain. In an instant, it was unknown how many experts had fallen.
Just like what Qin Wentian had said, these transcendent powers had never placed him, the top ranker of the Heavenly Fate Rankings, in their eyes. A fallen genius wasn't a genius at all. In their eyes, Qin Wentian would die without a doubt. Hence, they treated Qin Wentian's life as nothing but grass. They were only thinking about how to divide the secrets on Qin Wentian's body.
Since this was the case, what else could they say? They could only kill him.
"BOOM!"
Qin Wentian stepped out once more, dragging the demon sword up as the humming sounds of the sword echoed unceasingly.
Luo He's heart trembled, this sword was actually so powerful.
"DIE!" Qin Wentian howled in rage. The sound of a dragon's roar echoed out as the silhouette of a terrifying dragon lunged towards Luo He, wanting to devour her. Luo He's countenance stiffened as an ancient tree wrapped around her body. A thunderous rumbling sound echoed out as Luo He was flung through the air along with the ancient tree, slamming heavily into a stone wall.
Qin Wentian didn't even bother to glance at her, he continued walking towards Mo Qingcheng.
"Those who obstruct me, die."
Qin Wentian's gaze was incomparably cold. As the sound of his voice faded, those beside Mo Qingcheng all collapsed to the ground. Only Mo Qingcheng remained standing there unscathed, staring at Qin Wentian in a daze.
"I will definitely bring you away." Qin Wentian's voice was filled with an incomparable resolve.
Mo Qingcheng shook her head. Her body was enveloped by a powerful force, as a stifling pressure bore down on her, causing her robes to flutter wildly in the wind.
"You won't be able to bring her away."
In the towering great hall, a figure stared in their direction. His eyes were incomparably terrifying, capable of penetrating through space.
As the sound of his voice faded, Mo Qingcheng's body rapidly retreated. Qin Wentian could only watch helplessly as Mo Qingcheng's body was sucked away.
The moment he broke free from the demon sword, not only would he not be able to save Mo Qingcheng, he would also die for sure.
Staring at Mo Qingcheng stretching out her hands, her eyes filled with unwillingness to part with him, Qin Wentian's heart was filled with an endless amount of pain.
Just like that, Mo Qingcheng was dragged further and further away, gradually disappearing from his vision.
Qin Wentian's gaze was ice cold. His perception followed Mo Qingcheng's direction, and even when they reached the end of the Pill Emperor Hall, his perception was still there.
It was as though a gate to a forbidden ground had been opened, and Mo Qingcheng was sucked into it. Beyond the gate to the forbidden ground, the air was misty and misty. However, Qin Wentian could sense an incomparably evil energy within.
"Take good care of yourself."
Mo Qingcheng closed her eyes. Her beautiful countenance was wet with tears. It was as though she was speaking to thin air. She hoped that no matter what happened to her, he would be safe and sound.
"Bzzz!" Mo Qingcheng's body fell into the depths of the abyss. Qin Wentian's perception was also about to follow her into the abyss. An even greater evil energy permeated the air, causing Qin Wentian's heart to tremble violently.
"BOOM!"
A thunderous sound rang out as the forbidden gate closed, directly isolating his perception. Qin Wentian didn't see what was below, but he knew that there was a terrifying evil existence hidden below the precipice.
"NO!"
In the Pill Emperor Hall, a roar of agony and despair accompanied by the melody of a sword echoed through the air. Qin Wentian roared to the heavens as he continued stepping out, as though he wanted to rush towards the forbidden gate. His killing intent engulfed the entire space, causing people to feel a bone-chilling coldness in their hearts.
Why did Qin Wentian feel such despair?
"Bzzz, bzzz, bzzz …" Atop the towering great hall, a few silhouettes slowly walked over, descending upon the surroundings of Qin Wentian. They stared at Qin Wentian who was howling in agony, yet their eyes were incomparably cold, devoid of any emotions.
"Despair, this is only the beginning."
A cold voice rang out. After which, the silhouettes surrounding Qin Wentian waved their hands, and in an instant, numerous terrifying stone pillars descended from the skies, landing in the surroundings of Qin Wentian.
"BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!"
The stone pillars were connected by an invisible force. Those silhouettes coldly stared at the silhouette of that young man. "For daring to offend my Pill Emperor Hall, your girlfriend shall be consigned to eternal damnation. As for you, your soul shall be stripped away."
As the sound of his voice faded, a terrifying might enveloped Qin Wentian who was in the center of the stone pillar. A terrifying light radiated from the pillar, causing countless people to tremble.
"Those are the vice hall masters of the Pill Emperor Hall. They activated the Soul Severing Formation of the Pill Emperor Hall, forcibly stripping away Qin Wentian's soul. No matter how strong the sword is, Qin Wentian will die for sure." The spectators sighed in their hearts. Despite Qin Wentian's outstanding talent, there was no doubt that he would die today.
And also Mo Qingcheng. What a pity for this immortal couple, to be killed so tragically.
Yet, it was as though Qin Wentian hadn't heard the words of those silhouettes. He inclined his head, his eyes that seemed to have come from the depths of hell stared at the skies as a single teardrop flowed down his face.
Only to see that his lips were trembling.
At this moment, a gust of wind rose up in the Pill Emperor Hall. The raging wind gusted by, extremely cold, extremely cold.
At this moment, Astral Light cascaded down from the skies. Countless constellations cascaded downwards, landing on Qin Wentian.
At this moment, Qin Wentian stood there, as though he was a silhouette from the primordial era, or an ancient divinity, accepting the worship of the people from all directions.
Between the Heavens and Earth, a demonic wind could be heard, as demonic howls could be heard.
"The chant of the demonic divinities, ancient will connecting the heavens. Gathering demonic qi from the eight directions, devouring demonic energy from the starry skies, connecting the eight demonic divinities. My life, Demon Transformation!" An ancient voice rang out, as though it originated from the primordial era. Tears flowed down from the corners of Qin Wentian's eyes. His body was currently undergoing a terrifying transformation!
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