As the sound of Zai Qiu's voice faded, a cold light flickered in Qin Wentian's eyes. There was no need to doubt that Zai Qiu's status in the Royal Sacred Sect was extraordinary. Although Xia Sheng was the core of the crowd, the person who obtained the imprint earlier was none other than Zai Qiu. Not only that, no one dared to have any thoughts of snatching it away.
"Just follow the order?" Qin Wentian laughed. From the moment Zai Qiu obtained the imprint earlier, he already knew that there was no need for the others to interfere. Following the order and placing himself in the most dangerous situation, Qin Wentian wasn't someone who would be so selfless.
"We have to make things clear. If not, wouldn't our deaths be in vain?" Qin Wentian spoke. Many fell silent, this was also what they wanted to ask. Although the experts of the Royal Sacred Sect promised that they could share the immortal art with them, could they really do so? What about the immortal treasures? That was something that couldn't be shared. Earlier when Zai Qiu snatched the imprint, he didn't ask for their opinion. Although they didn't dare to say it out loud, it didn't mean that they didn't have any thoughts.
"Qin Wentian." Zai Qiu stared at Qin Wentian as a cold smile flickered in his eyes. "I've long heard of you. You are very famous and your talent is high, but you have to understand that this place is controlled by the Royal Sacred Sect. Here, you better put down your arrogance. You don't have the qualifications to be impudent here. If you don't wish to participate, you can scram now."
"It's not that I wanted to come, it's the Royal Sacred Sect who invited me." Qin Wentian stared straight at Zai Qiu as he coldly spoke, "If you don't want me to participate, I don't mind. But please keep your mouth clean. Even if you are a core disciple of the Royal Sacred Sect, I have nothing to do with you."
"Hehe." A light laughter rang out. It was none other than that female from the Grand Shang Faction. She didn't forget to throw stones at Qin Wentian when he was down. "How arrogant, my Royal Sacred Sect invited him here. Hehe, Zai Qiu, what a great uncle you are."
This woman knew what kind of person Zai Qiu was. Naturally, she would not miss this opportunity to deepen the conflict between Zai Qiu and Qin Wentian.
Zai Qiu's countenance had already turned heavy. Just when he wanted to speak, Quinn quietly interjected, "We have to make things clear. The majority of the people here are disciples of the Royal Sacred Sect. I have no objections if we all face danger together. But if we only face danger with no benefits at all, what's the point of this?"
Quinn's words still carried some weight. He was a disciple of the Battle Sword Faction of the Royal Sacred Sect and was extremely powerful. His statement indicated that he was standing on the side of Qin Wentian.
"Quinn, in your opinion, what should we do?" Beside Zai Qiu was a young man with a face filled with arrogance. His age seemed to be even younger than Zai Qiu and he was none other than Sun Qing from the Core Faction of the Royal Sacred Sect. His strength was also extremely powerful and he was a fellow apprentice brother of Xia Sheng and Zai Qiu.
This Quinn was a disciple of the Battle Sword Faction of the Royal Sacred Sect. The disciples of this faction were the most arrogant and difficult to tame. They wouldn't listen to their orders and right now when Sun Qing saw Quinn refuting Zai Qiu, unhappiness could be seen on his face.
"If we obtain an immortal art, it shall be controlled by the person who obtained it. Once someone obtains it, no one else is allowed to snatch it away. Since it's an immortal art, we shall hand it over to Senior Ji after we obtain it. If we obtain an immortal treasure, it shall be handed over to Senior Ji by the person who obtained it. Even if we hand it over to Senior Ji, we have to make things clear. Only then would the sect be able to reward or punish the person who obtained it." Quinn's voice was extremely calm, neither servile nor overbearing.
"Impudent, Senior Ji has already instructed us to listen to Senior Xia Sheng's orders. Quinn, are you deaf?" Sun Qing berated.
"I'm just stating the facts. Since everyone has different opinions, it's not too much for me to voice out my opinion. Naturally, if all the fellow apprentices are willing to listen to Xia Sheng's orders, I will naturally comply as well." Quinn faintly spoke. Sun Qing turned his gaze onto the others, but momentarily, the gazes of the crowd shifted away from him. Evidently, they all silently agreed to Quinn's words. Since someone was willing to take the lead, they were more than happy to sit back and enjoy the fruits of others' labor.
Zai Qiu's eyes flashed with a cold light. After which, he stared at Quinn and stated, "Fine, we shall do as you say. However, in order to prevent the various fellow apprentices from fighting over the treasures, the rules shall be changed slightly. Whoever is the last to kill the tomb immortal shall obtain the treasures temporarily. Does anyone have any objections?"
"We're willing to listen to Zai Qiu's opinion."
"Mhm, since Zai Qiu has spoken, we will naturally do as you say." The crowd all agreed, causing Zai Qiu's lips to curl up in a cold smile. However, those who stood in their positions pretended not to see it.
"Enough, we're all fellow apprentices of the same sect. There's no need to bicker over such a minor matter. Since Zai Qiu has already spoken, let's all do our best. Naturally, the immortal treasures won't be lacking." At this moment, Xia Sheng spoke. "Quinn and Zai Qiu's suggestion can also encourage everyone to put in more effort in killing the tomb immortal. Next, I hope that everyone can be united as one. If not, everyone has already seen how dangerous it is."
"That's only natural. We're all fellow apprentices of the same sect, I hope that no one will encounter any danger." Quinn nodded, radiating a righteous aura. Siko glanced at Quinn, his face filled with disdain. He understood Quinn's character very well. Quinn's personality was straightforward and magnanimous. However, these people from the Core Faction most probably wouldn't have the same thoughts as him.
"Let's do it." Xia Sheng spoke. Instantly, divine inscriptions flashed as a raging wind gusted. Quinn, Siko, Qin Wentian and Wu Teng stood at the head of the golden roc. At this moment, Xia Sheng, who was standing in the direction of the roc's talons, made a grabbing motion in the air. With a thunderous boom, the sword floating above the tomb shattered apart as a terrifying sword intent gushed forth, exuding an aura that seemed to originate from the primordial era.
The biting cold wind whistled, piercing the bodies of everyone. A white-robed silhouette appeared above the tomb. A look of confusion flashed in his eyes as he stared at the crowd before him. He stretched out his hand, as though he was sensing his own strength.
"Why are you all so weak?" A hoarse voice rang out, filled with a sense of humiliation. His eyes abruptly turned sharp, and in an instant, everyone felt as though they were being penetrated by sword light.
"Are you all the ones who buried me here?" This person slowly walked forward, his sword qi towering up into the sky. At this instant, everyone felt a surge of sword might enveloping them.
"Attack." Xia Sheng spoke. Quinn nodded. Divine inscriptions glowed with resplendent light as the roc screeched. Sword qi lacerated the heavens as a myriad of silhouettes manifested in the form of a Soaring Immortal Sword.
"Why are you all so weak?" That white-robed silhouette pointed his finger at the air, causing the sword light to converge and revolve frenziedly.
"Bzzz!" A raging wind gusted, Zai Qiu and the other experts in the formation feather positions acted. The gigantic Shadow of the Golden Roc moved, drifting forward as a corrosive palm imprint blasted out, aiming for the white-robed silhouette.
The palm of the white-robed silhouette sliced through the air, slashing apart everything. The sharp talons of the Golden Roc slashed out, while Xia Sheng and the other experts in the formation feather positions unleashed an indomitable Vibrational Fist Light that could destroy everything.
That white-robed silhouette drew in a deep breath as he soared up into the air. Boundless sword light gathered around him as he howled in rage. Step by step, he stared at the gigantic Shadow of the Golden Roc as his sword qi rampaged through the heavens and earth, lacerating everything in its path.
"RUMBLE!" The wings of the Golden Roc flapped as the Shadow of the Golden Roc rushed out. The entire Golden Roc Formation seemed to be floating in the air. Everyone was in their respective positions, frenziedly attacking. Qin Wentian and the other three experts directly appeared in front of the white-robed silhouette.
"He's doing this on purpose. The movements of the Golden Roc are controlled by the formation feather." Qin Wentian spoke to Quinn and the others. The left wing was controlled by Zai Qiu while the right wing was controlled by Sun Qing.
"Do your best to attack." Quinn calmly spoke, "Thousand Slaughters Sword Art."
As the sound of his voice faded, sword qi gushed forth as tens of thousands of beams of sword light blasted out. Borrowing the might of the formation, their strength was even more shocking. Sikou also attacked, but his sword technique was different from Quinn's. Both of them were Heaven Chosen from the Battle Sword Faction in the Royal Sacred Sect. Quinn's swordsmanship was straight, while Sikou's swordsmanship was unconventional. The Evil Dragon Sword Art, Thunder Defying Slash, each of his sword techniques were extremely crafty and dangerous.
Not only for them, everyone else also launched their frenzied attacks. That white-robed silhouette stood in front of the gigantic Golden Roc. That seemingly insignificant silhouette erupted forth with an overwhelming amount of energy. Each of his sword strikes contained a sure-kill might, yet more than half of his strength was negated by the Shadow of the Golden Roc. But even so, Qin Wentian still felt a sense of danger.
"Press forward, let him be in the center of the Golden Roc. Wouldn't it be easier to kill him then?" Qin Wentian spoke. Momentarily, his wings flapped as the Golden Roc pressed forward, appearing in the airspace above the white-robed silhouette. Countless beams of light blasted downwards, yet the white-robed silhouette didn't know how to dodge. Right now, he was in a daze and only wanted to kill.
"Close up, everyone, attack!" Xia Sheng roared. Momentarily, the Golden Roc's wings closed as the Golden Roc pressed downwards, burying the white-robed silhouette beneath it. Everyone simultaneously unleashed their strongest attacks.
The eyes of the white-robed silhouette gleamed with a towering sword light. He abandoned his sword and stood upright, closing his eyes as he pressed his palms into the air. His entire person erupted with a boundless killing intent as an intense light blotted out the skies, blinding the eyes of everyone. The sword qi shredded apart the formation as terrifying rumbling sounds echoed out. The destructive might of the formation tore apart everything, causing the formation to collapse. Everyone was forced back, causing dust to billow up into the air. The white-robed silhouette stood there, bathed in blood, exuding a feeling of a hero past his prime.
"A top-tier fourth-ranked support formation, and tens of Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns who have comprehended true intent were actually forced to such an extent." The hearts of the crowd trembled. The white-robed silhouette turned his gaze over and walked towards the direction of Quinn and Qin Wentian as he coldly spoke, "Your swords are too weak."
As the sound of his voice faded, he pointed his finger in the air. Instantly, a supreme sword might controlled everything. Quinn and Sikou wielded their swords, yet they felt their sword intents being controlled by someone else.
The white-robed silhouette was covered in blood, yet he still continued walking forward step by step.
"Quinn, Sikou, the two of you block the attacks. The others should launch a pincer attack to kill him." Zai Qiu spoke, his words causing the expressions of everyone to freeze. This Zai Qiu was so ruthless, telling Quinn and the others to face the white-robed silhouette head-on. Even if they managed to kill the white-robed silhouette in the end, the price they had to pay would be the sacrifice of Quinn and the others.
Qin Wentian stared at the white-robed silhouette, activating the true intent of his dreams. However, that formless sword qi seemed to be able to tear the white-robed silhouette apart.
"Bzzz!" Numerous water screens appeared as sound waves gushed forth, whistling towards the white-robed silhouette. It was Fan Miaoyu who acted.
"Let's go." Quinn and the other three instantly dodged to the two sides. A beam of sword qi shot out like a rainbow, slicing apart the sound waves. The white-robed silhouette appeared once more. Although he was heavily injured, the sword might he unleashed wasn't affected at all. He turned and stared at Fan Miaoyu.
"Damn." Sun Qing was extremely depressed. His plan was actually foiled. The killing move he had prepared earlier erupted forth as lava gushed towards the white-robed silhouette.
"Puchi!" A beam of sword light slashed the lava apart. At the same time, the lava-like flames enveloped the white-robed silhouette, instantly incinerating him. This scene caused Sun Qing to be extremely excited. "Kill him, seems like he can't hold on any longer."
As the sound of his voice faded, he discovered a pair of incomparably cold eyes staring at him. After which, the white-robed silhouette stepped out step by step. Sun Qing and Fan Miaoyu weren't far away from each other, yet at the same time, they discovered that they were being locked onto. With every step the white-robed silhouette took, they felt that they were one step closer to death. That fiery figure wanted to kill them even if he had to die.
"Bzzz!" The white-robed silhouette rushed out, akin to a beam of supreme sword light.
"Quinn, save Sun Qing!" Zai Qiu roared. Quinn and the other three took a detour, nearing Fan Miaoyu. They were the ones closest to Sun Qing and Fan Miaoyu.
It was too late. The white-robed silhouette transformed into two beams of supreme sword light, shooting towards Sun Qing and Fan Miaoyu respectively.
"DIE!" Qin Wentian roared as he blasted out with his palms. Quinn also moved, unleashing a Soaring Immortal Sword.
"Peng!" The sword light slashed towards Fan Miaoyu, colliding with an illusory palm imprint. After which, Quinn rushed over and unleashed the might of the Soaring Immortal Sword, forcibly blocking that attack. Both he and Fan Miaoyu were flung backwards from the impact, but Sun Qing wasn't so lucky. The other beam of sword light pierced through his throat despite his all-out attack.
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