Qin Wentian was clad in black, wielding a long spear in his hands as he stood proudly in the air. His long black hair fluttered in the wind as demonic qi towered up to the heavens, akin to a demon god descending from the heavens.
"Who can kill me?!" This roar was like the roar of a demon king, containing an unexcelled aura, incomparably arrogant.
In the training grounds, the highest cultivation base limit was the sixth level of Heavenly Dipper. However, when his bloodline power erupted, his cultivation base was comparable to the fifth level of Heavenly Dipper. In addition to the advantage of his Astral Souls, the Astral Energy and Astral Novas in his body had an absolute advantage. The amount of energy contained within a single grain of Astral Energy was even more terrifying.
Every time a Stellar Martial Cultivator unleashed an innate technique, it would be formed from boundless Astral Energy. The stronger the Astral Energy, the more terrifying the innate techniques they unleashed would be. This was especially so since Qin Wentian had condensed his Divine Energy. Just this energy alone was enough to break through to the next realm, not to mention that all four of his Mandates were at the Transformation Boundary of the second level.
In particular, his Spear Art was derived from his Halberd Art. His Halberd Art had been comprehended over the past few months, and he had gone through countless times of tempering.
Each and every spear strike of his contained a halberd art, containing two types of innate techniques. One was a terrifying nightmare attack, while the other was an incomparably powerful pulsating attack. The former was the suppression of one's will, while the latter was the most violent and direct form of destruction.
Under a single spear strike, those at the same level as him would die without a doubt.
As the spear landed, the experts from the six transcendent powers were no longer as confident as before. However, they were even more infuriated. This young man was so powerful, they had to kill him no matter what.
"Let's join forces and kill him!" An expert from the Xuan King's Manor roared. At this moment, there were already two experts who passed through the Violet Thunder Sword-Drum Formation. They weren't in a hurry to act, but stood guard at the side of the formation, waiting for the next person to pass. Their auras erupted forth as they stared at the black-robed Qin Wentian, preparing for battle at any moment.
The demonic qi from that expert from the Wind Roc Aristocrat Clan towered up into the heavens as a fearsome hurricane manifested around him, causing the sand and gravel in the air to swirl about. The spectators below were all blown into disarray by the tyrannical gale as they retreated unceasingly. The whistling sound of the wind was akin to countless sharp blades scraping against one's body, causing one's skin to feel a faint pain. Even their clothes were being torn apart, and what was even more terrifying was that a pair of gigantic wings appeared on his back.
That expert from the Yin Family was like a lightning god that had descended into the world. Lightning violently danced on his body, enveloping the entire space. The crackling sounds caused the eardrums of the crowd to ache. That imposing aura of his simply wanted to crush everything. Whoever blocked his way would be killed.
Just these two people were already so terrifying. From this, one could see how strong the determination of the six great sects was to kill Qin Wentian. They would definitely not allow Qin Wentian to leave this training ground alive.
How could Qin Wentian be afraid of them? The crowd only saw him standing proudly in the air as he kept his long spear. With a flash of light, another long spear appeared in his hands. This long spear shimmered with a terrifying coldness as an aura of sharpness gushed forth. Astral Energy circulated around the body of the spear, causing Yun Rou to exclaim in shock. This was the high-grade, fourth-ranked Divine Spear.
The long spear Qin Wentian used earlier was only an ordinary one. Now, he was going to use a Divine Spear.
"All of you are experts from the six great sects, with cultivation bases at the sixth level of Heavenly Dipper. You all brought along supreme strength and Divine Weapons, wanting to surround me, Qin Wentian. I, Qin Wentian, used an ordinary weapon to fight against all of you. It's simply too courteous. Even if I use a Divine Spear, you all still have a great advantage. I believe that even if I kill all of you, I will still show my true strength.
Who dares to say that I, Qin Wentian, am relying on treasures? "Qin Wentian's voice rumbled, causing the crowd to silently nod their heads. That's right, Qin Wentian was fighting against the encirclement of sixth-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns from the six great sects. It was only normal for him to use a Divine Weapon. Even so, he was still at a disadvantage. Those sixth-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns who came up were all wielding extraordinary Divine Weapons.
At this moment, Qin Wentian stepped out. Instantly, sword intent gushed forth as the Seven Annihilations Swordplay erupted forth. Right now, it was even more terrifying than before.
The King of Heavenly Dipper Sword floated above Qin Wentian's head. Every step he took caused an intense killing intent to permeate the entire space, wanting to destroy everything.
The black-robed Qin Wentian was still wielding the long spear in his hands, yet each and every step he took contained a towering sword might. He was like a demon king, and also like a monarch of swords. Such a demon-level aura deeply shocked everyone.
"This young man is a demon-level genius. We can fight for him from the Qinghua Mountain." The countenance of the experts from the Qinghua Mountain gleamed with sharpness. Such a genius was truly hard to come by. Just by relying on the power of his bloodline, he was able to jump two levels in combat and insta-kill his opponents. His Mandates were already at the Transformation Boundary of the second level, something even sixth-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns wouldn't be able to achieve.
"This black-robed young man can stand shoulder to shoulder with the demon-level geniuses of the nine great sects. His combat prowess is definitely not inferior." The expert from the Heaven Cleaving Manor mused. He also had the thought of recruiting Qin Wentian. Such a character could definitely be nurtured as a core member of their Heaven Cleaving Manor. Qin Wentian definitely wouldn't be any weaker compared to the geniuses of their sects.
"He hasn't even undergone the nurturing of the nine great sects yet he has already grown to this extent. If he joins our sect, he would surely be even more terrifying." The expert from the Great Earth Sect mused. To Qin Wentian, it was as though the examinations of the nine great sects weren't that important anymore. With such combat prowess, all of them wanted to recruit him into their sects.
The nine great sects all had their own thoughts. In the Battle Sword Sect, Lin Shuai's countenance was calm, yet a faint glow could be seen circulating in the depths of his eyes. He stared at Qin Wentian who was stepping out step by step. With such sword might, this young man was truly too suitable to join the Battle Sword Sect. Could it be that the grandmaster wanted to nurture him into a Heaven's Chosen of the Battle Sword Sect? Becoming the future leader of the Battle Sword Sect?
All these would have to depend on how great Qin Wentian's potential was in the future. But for now, they had to first recruit this little fellow. Lin Shuai stared at the crowd, it seemed as though all the experts from the nine great sects had the intention to recruit him.
At this moment, Qin Wentian had already taken his fifth step. The other two experts were still waiting for the third person, but they could already feel a towering sword might permeating the air. It was as though the entire space was filled with terrifying sword qi, penetrating through their bodies time and time again, wanting to tear apart their Astral Novas.
"KILL!" The two of them roared at the same time. The expert from the Wind Roc Aristocrat Clan was engulfed by a hurricane as he lunged towards Qin Wentian. Every flap of his wings shone with a resplendent silver light, capable of directly cleaving a human body into two. The expert from the Yin Clan wielded a gigantic thunder pestle that was inscribed with complicated divine inscriptions. With a swing of his pestle, a Thunder God walked out from within, blasting towards Qin Wentian. The Heavens and Earth danced wildly as the purple lightning bolts shattered the void.
Qin Wentian stepped out as boundless sword might gushed forth, piercing through the bodies of the two experts. They only felt cracks appearing on their Astral Novas as they groaned in misery as blood seeped out from the corners of their mouths. However, their killing intent didn't falter in the slightest.
Qin Wentian inclined his head, and with a single glance, his Astral Nova slashed out. This sword was akin to the sword of the God of Slaughter, breaking apart the body of the Thunder God. At the same time, his long spear erupted forth, piercing with incomparable precision into the silver-colored wings of the expert from the Wind Roc Aristocrat Clan.
This silver-colored wing was an extremely sharp killing weapon, capable of slicing apart people. When the long spear pierced through it, a cracking sound rang out as cracks appeared. The silver-colored light shattered, and the body of the expert from the Wind Roc Aristocrat Clan became unstable. One of his wings was actually shattered into pieces.
"What a powerful attack." The crowd exclaimed in admiration. A single strike was able to shatter the incomparably sharp silver-colored wings. How terrifying was the might contained within Qin Wentian's spear?
"Do you think you can escape?" Qin Wentian stared at the expert from the Wind Roc Aristocrat Clan as he sped away. Although Qin Wentian expended a lot of Astral Energy by executing the Stellar Transposition, he had four Yuanfu and could afford it. Before this, it was useless for him to kill those geniuses. But now, he had no more worries.
"Puchi!" That fatal spear strike pierced out. The expert from the Wind Roc Aristocrat Clan abruptly spun around and slashed out with his claws. Instantly, numerous silver-colored rocs swooped down, aiming for Qin Wentian.
"DESTROY!" Qin Wentian spat out a single word. Everywhere his spear passed by, everything was destroyed. Puchi sounds rang out as the long spear pierced through the body of his opponent, stirring up the internal organs of his opponent. There was no chance for him to survive.
In the time it takes for sparks to fly off a flint, the expert from the Yin Clan descended with the Thundergod Pestle in his hands, aiming for Qin Wentian's head. At the same time, his Astral Novas blasted downwards, enveloping the entire sky. This entire space was filled with the power of lightning, capable of annihilating everything.
"BANG!" Astral light erupted as he executed Stellar Transposition once again. Qin Wentian's body directly broke through the domain of lightning, but his black robes were already lacerated. His long spear didn't hesitate as he stabbed out with it. At the instant the expert from the Yin Clan turned, a terrifying dream-devil energy rushed into his mind.
"Puchi!" Another crisp sound rang out. Qin Wentian's long spear was so powerful that it could kill gods and buddhas. Nobody could withstand the might of his spear head-on. What profound mysteries were contained within this spear strike? Even now, the spectators had no idea. They only knew that those who had experienced the might of this spear strike before had all died.
At this moment, Qin Wentian stepped out, arriving at the front of the Violet Thunder Sword-Drum Formation. Another expert was about to pass through the formation when he saw Qin Wentian's long spear mercilessly piercing towards him. That expert's countenance paled as his heart trembled. He had no choice but to retreat. The long spear directly pierced through the center of his brows, killing him in a single strike.
"Qin Wentian is simply a fiendish god. In the arena, he's invincible, nobody can deal with him." The crowd stared at Qin Wentian who stood at the end of the Violet Thunder Sword-Drum Formation. How would there be anyone else who dared to enter the formation? Qin Wentian stood there, he could easily kill anyone who dared to enter the formation. Although the six great sects were powerful, sixth-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns were already considered the elites of their sects. Even if one of them died, they would still feel heartache.
The six great sects were all enraged. They stared hatefully at Qin Wentian, their eyes filled with hatred as though they could tear Qin Wentian into a million pieces.
"The major powers of Xuan King City are truly disappointing. They can't even withstand a single strike." Qin Wentian casually spoke, ruthlessly slapping the faces of the six great sects. Killing their people, mocking them for being useless. Who could refute that? So many experts died under Qin Wentian's spear? Who would be able to fight against him without dying?
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