Jun Yu knew that Qin Wentian could only unleash a single sword strike. But the might of this sword strike would be unleashed using the power of the demonic divinity as well as his own strength.
After unleashing this sword strike, Qin Wentian would no longer have any way to resist. He would be at the mercy of others.
But even so, Jun Yu still chose to use a defensive treasure. The threat of this sword strike was too great, he didn't dare to take the risk.
As the treasure was unleashed, the space around him seemed to have been severed. However, Jun Yu could see a cold smile of disdain flickering in Qin Wentian's eyes.
A raging wind gusted by as Qin Wentian's silhouette vanished. That finger strike didn't land completely, it erupted forth towards Jun Yu.
Qin Wentian only had a single sword strike. And this sword strike had no intentions of targeting him, Jun Yu.
That cold smile of disdain caused Jun Yu's heart to burn with rage. It was as though he had suffered an extreme humiliation.
He was someone from the Royal Sacred Sect. He descended to Grand Xia and was toyed with by a junior. That smile of disdain in Qin Wentian's eyes seemed to want to imprint itself into his mind.
It was as though that smile was telling him that this sword strike was disdainful to target him.
Even if it was disdainful to target him, Qin Wentian still tricked him into wasting a powerful defensive treasure.
To Qin Wentian, he only had a single sword strike. Regardless of Jun Yu's identity, or how powerful his background was, the current Qin Wentian was only at the first level of Celestial Phenomenon. He wasn't a character who could decide the outcome of this battle. Since he wanted to act, he naturally wanted to kill the person who could decide the outcome of this battle.
This person, was none other than the Chen Ancestor.
Without the participation of the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan and Jiang Clan, there was basically no one capable of suppressing the Chen Ancestor. He alone needed three Celestial Phenomenon Ascendants to contend against him.
Only by killing the Chen Ancestor would they be able to reverse the situation today. Hence, Qin Wentian had been communicating with Fairy Qingmei and the others through voice transmissions.
At the same time when Qin Wentian acted, Fairy Qingmei, the three Celestial Phenomenon Ascendants as well as the Seven Slaughter Puppets also acted against the Chen Ancestor, ignoring the Chen Clan Lord. The four of them unleashed their strongest attacks. At this moment, the Chen Ancestor was in the center of the four attacks. Behind his back, numerous miniature suns manifested, blocking the attacks from all directions. The sun's radiance was so intense that it could even blind the eyes of the onlookers.
"Too powerful, the Chen Ancestor with a cultivation base at the third-level of Celestial Phenomenon is truly powerful. Three Celestial Phenomenon Ascendants, including Fairy Qingmei in addition to the Seven Slaughter Puppets, had no way to break through his defense." Many spectators sighed in admiration.
But at this moment, in another battlefield, Qin Wentian's sword that was about to slash towards Jun Yu suddenly slammed down towards the Chen Ancestor.
The wind and clouds gusted as Qin Wentian's finger descended, transforming into an immortal-vanquishing sword.
This sword seemed to be formed from the Heavens and Earth, yet it also seemed to originate from Qin Wentian's body. After this sword was unleashed, Qin Wentian was completely drained of all his strength as his body fell downwards. In order to unleash this sword strike, he had already exhausted the last bit of his strength. In fact, he had even infused his will and conviction into this sword strike.
At the instant the sword strike was unleashed, his indomitable determination was swept away. His original body finally couldn't endure it any longer. Like a fallen leaf, he fell powerlessly from the sky.
However, at this moment, no one was paying attention to his body anymore. The gazes of everyone were all focused on that sword strike.
That sword pierced through the air, bringing forth resplendent flames. It was too fast, so fast that it was inconceivable.
The instant Qin Wentian's finger pressed down, the Chen Ancestor could already sense that this sword strike was aimed at him. His countenance instantly turned ashen as he roared in rage. Celestial light cascaded down from the heavens as numerous blazing suns descended from the skies, landing in front of him. In that location, the silhouette of a golden crow could be seen.
The countenance of the Chen Clan's clan lord was similarly unsightly to behold. His powerful palm imprint directly slammed into Fairy Qingmei's back, yet Fairy Qingmei transformed into several incarnations, allowing that towering palm imprint to press down on her. She coughed out a mouthful of blood, yet her body transformed into numerous shadows that rushed towards the Chen Ancestor at the same time, all of them slashing out with terrifying killing intent.
The leader of the Mystic Moon Sect manifested numerous Yin Underworld Spears that actually fused together, transforming into a terrifying king spear of darkness that shot out.
Right now, Ouyang Kuangsheng was in charge of the Seven Slaughter Puppets. The Thunderfire Constellation appeared in the air as his Puppet slashed out, unleashing the might of the Thundergod Slash.
All the attacks were aimed at the Chen Ancestor, exploding out at the same instant, wanting to reap his life away.
At this moment, the breathing of the spectators seemed to have halted. It was too fast. Qin Wentian's Immortal Vanquishing Swordplay, as well as the attacks of his constellations, all happened in the time it takes for sparks to fly off a flint. There wasn't even time to think.
"RUMBLE!"
An intense light flashed, the sword was the first to descend, directly piercing through the constellations of suns, aiming for the heart of the Chen Ancestor. The body of the Chen Ancestor seemed to be on fire as he transformed into the body of a lava giant. His palms were placed in front of his chest as he tried to grab at the incoming sword.
"BANG, BANG!"
The sword pierced through the palm and stabbed into the chest of the Chen Clan Elder. It pierced right through and destroyed everything in its path.
The Chen Ancestor didn't have enough time to react in time. At this moment, the attacks of the other experts arrived one after another. Fairy Qingmei's attack penetrated into his back, while the Thunder God's Slash cleaved into his head.
The air currents in the air seemed to have stopped flowing. The crowd was suffocating. When they saw this, the Chen Clan Elder's body moved slightly. After that, the Thunder God Slash exploded. The Chen Clan Elder raised his head and realized that his head had been split open.
"No …"
A furious roar shook the heavens and the earth. Then, his body completely shattered and disappeared from this space.
At this moment, everyone was stunned, as if they couldn't believe what they were seeing.
The Ancestor of the Chen Family was killed?
As a terrifying existence at the third-level of the Ascendant Realm, the Chen Ancestor could be considered as one of the few at the peak of Grand Xia. Even the Ouyang Ancestor had said that even if they joined forces, none of them would be able to contend against the Chen Ancestor. One could very well imagine how much he wanted to fight.
But now, Qin Wentian and the others actually joined forces to kill him.
This was like a dream. No one dared to believe that this was real. An existence at the peak of Grand Xia had actually died on the battle platform of the Heavenly Fate Rankings.
Many years later, when people mentioned this day, they would forget that today was the Heavenly Fate Rankings. They only knew that this battle was the one where Qin Wang killed a Celestial Phenomenon, although he had joined forces with others.
Not only that, the one he killed was the Chen Ancestor, one of the few strongest existences in Grand Xia.
In this battle, although Qin Wentian had slashed out that fatal sword strike, Fairy Qingmei's contributions couldn't go unnoticed. If it weren't for her Shadow Glamour Constellation, even if the three of them joined forces, they wouldn't be able to hold back the Chen Ancestor.
"Hu …" Someone in the crowd heaved a sigh of relief. Fairy Qingmei coughed out a mouthful of fresh blood. Evidently, she was also injured from that earlier attack.
However, those from the Chen Clan still hadn't recovered from their shock. They stared dumbfoundedly at the scene before them. Even the clan leader of the Chen Clan was dumbfounded.
"The Ancestor has fallen."
Was this true?
The death of the Chen Ancestor indicated that the decline of the Chen Clan was already unstoppable. In fact, there was even the threat of annihilation.
Not long ago, the Great Solar Chen Clan of Ginkou was at the peak of their power. Each and every one of them had an intense pride in their hearts, and looked down on Qin Wentian and the others. But at this moment, their hearts were trembling, as though they were filled with fear.
No matter how many talented demon-level geniuses the Chen Clan had, or how many powerful Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns they had, without the protection of a top-tier power, they would become incomparably weak. This was especially so since they were one of the nine grand clans of Grand Xia. Without the protection of a top-tier power, how many people would covet the wealth they had once offended?
"No …"
Chen Fan murmured, shaking his head. Ignoring everything else, just the three Saint-Royal Medallions that the Chen Clan had acquired during the past hundred years were things that no one would ever let go of.
The death of the Chen Family Ancestor was no longer a simple matter of his own death. It was a calamity that had befallen the entire Great Solar Chen Family.
Even if Qin Wentian died today, the Chens would not be able to escape. Moreover, the crisis of the Chens was far from over.
"LEAVE, LEAVE!" The clan lord of the Chen Clan abruptly roared, telling the others to leave as well. They couldn't stay here any longer.
"Freeze!" The controller of the Seven Slaughter Puppets had already changed. Earlier, it was Ouyang Kuangsheng, and now, it was Yun Mengyi.
The battle had yet to end.
The silhouettes of the two Ascendants from the Mystic Moon Sect flickered, instantly dashing towards the Chen Clan Lord. The Chen Clan Lord had already been injured in the earlier battle, and was almost killed by the Seven Slaughter Puppets. Now that he was surrounded once again, he didn't even have the time to breathe.
Since they had already killed the Chen Ancestor, they might as well finish off all the Ascendants of the Great Solar Chen Clan in one go.
However, on the other side, Qin Wentian's plummeting body was caught by a snow-white demonic beast. This demonic beast was none other than Little Rascal. Currently, it had a gigantic body, and it carried Qin Wentian as it turned and fled.
How could Jun Yu spare Qin Wentian?
Not long ago, that look of disdain in Qin Wentian's eyes, as well as that fake sword strike, had ruthlessly humiliated him, even causing him to waste a defensive treasure.
Now, Qin Wentian had already exhausted all of his energy. Did he still want to flee?
Qin Wentian had actually cultivated the Immortal Vanquishing Swordplay. There must be a huge secret on him, and this was something Jun Yu had to know.
Jun Yu grabbed out with his palm, and Little Rascal's body seemed to be locked in place. It wanted to struggle, but how could it break free? After all, it was only a weak Heavenly Dipper Demonic Beast. In front of Jun Yu who was at the Celestial Phenomenon Realm, it was simply too weak. Jun Yu merely grabbed out with his hand and it was already immobilized.
"Bzzz!"
Astral light flashed as the Seven Slaughter Puppets appeared in front of Qin Wentian, protecting him.
The Seven Slaughter Puppets had telepathy linked, and after using the Freeze Technique, their first thought was to save Qin Wentian. Hence, they executed Stellar Transposition and stood in front of Jun Yu.
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