Li Hanyou stared at Qin Wentian who was ignoring her. She stretched out her hands and touched her cheeks, feeling a burning sensation. At this moment, her eyes were bloodshot, and despite her beauty, she gave off a sense of malevolence. When had she ever suffered such humiliation before? She was the chosen of the Li Clan, but today, she was actually slapped ruthlessly in the face. Not only was her body slapped, it was also a slap to her pride.
Qin Wentian didn't think too much about it. He continued walking forward, arriving at the boundary of the floating bridges as he stared at the vast space before him.
After obtaining the oracular chant, a pathway appeared in the sealed public square. The three of them cultivated there for a few days, allowing themselves to recover to their peak state. After which, they followed the pathway and returned to the floating bridges. However, the bridges started to converge, and so they arrived at this place.
Lin Xian`er originally had a good relationship with Qin Wentian, hence she naturally followed him here. She was filled with anticipation, she wanted to see how far this handsome young man whom she had once looked down on could reach.
That day, Lou Bingyu was also deeply moved by Qin Wentian's words. Not only did Qin Wentian not kill her, he didn't even take the treasures in her possession because he could see the 'strength of character' that belonged to the Battle Sword Sect from her. After hearing such words, even after Lou Bingyu was smashed down from the pagoda by his halberd, she didn't feel any hatred or resentment towards him. Her heart was unable to calm down even after a long time. She kept thinking about how she should deal with the complicated emotions in her heart.
Finally, her heart gave her an answer. She wouldn't hate Qin Wentian, but she would work hard to become more outstanding, stronger, until one day, she regained her pride and defeated Qin Wentian. Although the disciples of the Battle Sword Sect were united, they also encouraged competition and competition. Hence, they would never stop the competition between disciples.
The journey to the Immortal Martial Realm hadn't ended yet, she still had a chance. Since Qin Wentian could rise up in the Immortal Martial Realm, why couldn't she undergo a transformation in the Immortal Martial Realm?
Qin Wentian and the two others who were the center of attention of the crowd finally stepped out, leaving behind three dazzling silhouettes that impacted the hearts of the spectators. Many years later, when they thought of the legendary characters of the Royal Sacred Region, they would still involuntarily recall this scene today. That handsome young man, in contrast to the number one beauty of the Royal Sacred Region, Lin Xian`er, as well as the ice-cold beauty of the Battle Sword Sect, Lou Bingyu, his silhouette seemed so majestic and imposing, like an insurmountable mountain.
"Hanyou." Beside Li Hanyou, a disciple who had a good relationship with her wanted to persuade her, only to see that Li Hanyou's bloodshot eyes were filled with killing intent, so cold that it seeped into one's bones. "When Li Hantian arrives, I will definitely get Big Brother Hantian to shred him into a thousand pieces."
Li Hanyou didn't know that Li Hantian had already died in the battle against Qin Wentian, Lou Bingyu, and the others.
Qin Wentian and the two others landed on the ground, their gazes staring ahead. Over there, there were numerous gigantic stone monuments that could be called stone ramparts. Each of the stone monuments glowed with an intense light, and each of them seemed to contain an ancient history, bearing witness to the rise of many geniuses.
In front of these stone monuments, there was a row of white-robed figures. These people had tranquil expressions on their faces, as though they were people who lived in seclusion. They were the envoys of the Immortal Martial Realm, and were stationed here to guard this place.
Other than them, in the vast area in front of the stone monuments, were the most dazzling geniuses of the Royal Sacred Region who had their cultivation bases unrestricted. They all quietly stood there, as though they didn't have the slightest intention of competing against each other.
Qin Wentian also saw familiar faces, including the two Heaven Chosen from the Battle Sword Sect. One of them was naturally the incomparably dazzling Ji Feixue, and the other was Duan Han. Qin Wentian was extremely happy that Duan Han had also arrived here. As a personal disciple of the Sword Sovereign, Duan Han was usually extremely calm, but when he was brazen, he was a completely different person. No matter where he was placed, Duan Han would definitely be able to radiate a radiance that belonged to him.
Other than Duan Han, there was naturally Di Shi who had a grudge against him, as well as the prince of Grand Shang, Shang Tong. Evidently, when they saw Qin Wentian, their eyes flickered with coldness. This was especially so for Di Shi, the killing intent radiating from him was completely unmasked as it gushed towards Qin Wentian.
After all, Qin Wentian had killed his younger brother in front of so many people. He had yet to avenge this debt.
However, before Di Shi made a move against Qin Wentian, Ji Feixue and Duan Han had already walked towards Qin Wentian, causing Di Shi to dispel the thought of directly killing Qin Wentian.
In the Battle Sword Sect, there were four Heaven Chosen who managed to reach this step. One of them was an era-suppressing genius, Ji Feixue. If they clashed, the one who would be at a disadvantage would definitely be Di Shi.
"Junior brother Qin, junior sister Lou." A smile flickered in Ji Feixue's eyes as he felt gratified in his heart. There were four people from the Battle Sword Sect who could reach this step. This was something worthy of pride.
Duan Han walked behind Ji Feixue, and when he saw Lou Bingyu walking together with Qin Wentian, an expression of interest involuntarily appeared in his eyes. This was especially so when he saw that other than Lou Bingyu, the number one beauty of the Royal Sacred Region, Lin Xian`er, was also walking together with Qin Wentian. And when he thought of Mo Qingcheng and Qing 'er, Duan Han couldn't help but feel jealous of this junior brother of his. Wasn't his luck with women a little too good?
Leaving aside Lin Xian`er, he naturally understood what sort of character Lou Bingyu was. She was the favorite disciple of the Plum Mountain Sword Sovereigness, an iceberg beauty of the Battle Sword Sect. Many people joked that she and Ji Feixue were a match made in heaven. Even their master, Sword Sovereign Ling Tian, had once jokingly said that the two of them were extremely compatible, and even had the intention of matchmaking them. Only the Plum Mountain Sword Sovereigness' attitude towards this was extremely cold. She had always hoped that Lou Bingyu would be able to surpass Ji Feixue.
But in truth, in the Battle Sword Sect, many people already treated Ji Feixue and Lou Bingyu as a pair.
Lou Bingyu, who was behind Qin Wentian, glanced at Ji Feixue. There wasn't much emotion in her cold and beautiful eyes, but after that, she involuntarily glanced at Qin Wentian. For some reason, she couldn't help but compare the two of them in her heart.
In the past, her only goal was Ji Feixue. Hence, she paid a lot of attention to Ji Feixue. She had naturally heard of the rumors, and occasionally, strange waves would appear in her heart. Even she herself wasn't clear about her opinion of Ji Feixue. She only knew that he was extremely outstanding, and her goal was to surpass him.
Very swiftly, Lou Bingyu retracted her thoughts, silently musing that she was thinking too much. She could see the light in Ji Feixue's eyes growing brighter and brighter. Although Qin Wentian was outstanding enough, there should still be some disparity between him and Ji Feixue. It was just that she didn't know which of the two of them would be able to shoulder the banner of the younger generation of the Battle Sword Sect in the future.
"Senior Brother." Qin Wentian still admired Ji Feixue. He was the pride of the younger generation of the Battle Sword Sect. His smile was sincere, and he didn't have any arrogance in front of the other disciples of the Battle Sword Sect. Back then, he even helped Qin Wentian out of a predicament. Such a character was truly worthy of respect.
"Junior Brother, being able to reach this step is already sufficient to show how outstanding you are. Next, the path of the stone monument will be the true test. Try your best to walk as far as you can. The further you walk, the more benefits you would obtain, and the higher your position on the ranking monument of the Immortal Martial Realm would be."
Ji Feixue smiled as he continued, "This is the final battle of the Immortal Martial Realm. You must know that when we walk towards the stone monument, our names will appear on the stone monument outside. Very soon, Junior Brother, your name will be in the limelight of tens of thousands of people. Allowing your name to continuously float up, I wonder how many people's hearts would be stirred!"
"Mhm." Qin Wentian nodded his head. His gaze turned to this vast space, staring at the Heaven's Chosen. Those gathered here were the most outstanding Heaven's Chosen who entered the Immortal Martial Realm, including the eight era-suppressing geniuses. Very soon, they would walk towards the stone monument that recorded the history of the Immortal Martial Realm.
The wind gusted by, fluttering the long hair and robes of everyone. Some stood with their eyes closed, while others sat cross-legged. Qin Wentian called out to Ji Feixue before he sat down on the ground and started to meditate.
The long robes of the envoys of the Immortal Martial Realm fluttered in the wind. They didn't say anything, indicating that they were still waiting.
In the blink of an eye, three days passed. A few more silhouettes arrived. At the intersection point of the floating bridges, Ye Lingshuang and the rest appeared. Fan Le, Ouyang and the rest were there as well. They had barged into many secret realms and passed many tests, yet they still couldn't lift the restriction on their cultivation bases. Luckily, the gate of the Immortal Martial Realm opened, allowing them to arrive here.
"From now on, I won't be able to fight shoulder to shoulder with you." Fatty's lips curled up in a smile, as though he was proud of that young man. At this moment, his black eyes didn't have the slightest trace of the wretchedness from before. Instead, they gleamed with sharpness. He would forever remember that day when they met in the Royal Capital of Chu. They had registered for the academy's examination and entered the Dark Forest together. At that time, who would have thought that after so many years, that immature young man would have such accomplishments today?
"This fellow, we want to shorten the distance between us, yet we only realize that we are getting further and further away. One day, I'm afraid we won't even be able to see his back." Ouyang Kuangsheng didn't know what to feel in his heart. There was even some jealousy in his heart, but even more than that, he gave his blessings, hoping that Qin Wentian would be able to walk even further on his path.
Li Hanyou was still waiting for Li Hantian's arrival. But even when the envoys of the Immortal Martial Realm opened their eyes and stepped aside, Li Hantian still hadn't appeared. This caused Li Hanyou's countenance to turn pale. She knew that Li Hantian would never appear again.
At the same time, the crowd also discovered to their shock that the Saint Child of the Supreme Demon Realm, Poison Scorpion of the Sky Poison Valley, or the chosen of some ancient country, or some supreme sect, all of them had disappeared, forever remaining in the Immortal Martial Realm.
"This damnable burial ground of Heaven's Chosen. So it turns out that he is destined to be a stage for the minority." Someone cursed in a low voice, voicing out the thoughts of many. They initially thought that they would be able to find a place that belonged to them in the Immortal Martial Realm. But in the end, they discovered to their sorrow that they were nothing more than foils.
Staring at those silhouettes walking towards the stone monument, the eyes of the crowd all flashed with a trace of desolation. They understood that from today onwards, these people would definitely have a place in the future of the Royal Sacred Region.
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Outside the Immortal Martial Realm, countless people stared ahead. Up in the skies and down on the ground, in a radius of a hundred miles, it was unknown how many people had gathered. They unceasingly squeezed their way forward just to catch a glimpse of the stone monument that was currently radiating a dazzling light. What names would appear on that monument?
Gu Liufeng, Ji Feixue, Di Shi … one after another, names began to float up the monument, gleaming with a resplendent light. These names were extremely familiar to the ears, and as more and more names appeared, the monument grew brighter and brighter.
Many experts from the major powers clenched their fists tightly as they stared at the monument ahead.
The experts from the Supreme Demon Sect occupied a location as they stared at the monument. When the names no longer appeared, they discovered to their sorrow that the name of the Saint Child of the Supreme Demon Sect had yet to appear. This caused their hearts to pound as they felt a chill running down their spines.
Many people felt the same way. Regardless of the great sects or ancient countries, regardless of the great clans or ancient sects, many powerful characters all felt a chill running down their spines. Naturally, there were also some who had triumphant smiles on their faces. They saw the names of their own sects, especially those from the Battle Sword Sect. The four names on the monument were simply too dazzling.
The fairy maidens from the Medicine Sovereign Valley gathered together. Mo Qingcheng stood in the center, staring at the three words' Qin Wentian 'as a soul-stirring smile appeared on her face!
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