Tu Leng turned and moved in the direction of Qin Wentian. Compared to Qin Wentian, the buried immortals were simply too dangerous. Tu Leng had no way to contend against them.
"Let's join forces or both of us will die." Tu Leng stared at Qin Wentian. At this moment, the demonic qi from Qin Wentian gushed forth, as though a supreme demon king was awakening. His gaze was like a demon, staring at Tu Leng. His countenance was incomparably calm as he spoke, "Is that so? You will die, but I won't."
"Are you crazy?" Tu Leng cursed. The figure behind him was getting closer, frightening Tu Leng so much that he felt his entire body turning cold.
"He isn't crazy. Do you see clearly who I am?" A voice rang out from behind. Tu Leng turned sideways and was sandwiched in the middle. He glanced at the newcomer, "Who are you?"
"I am him, and he is also me," the newcomer calmly replied.
"Crazy, all of you are crazy!" The blood-colored lightning around Tu Leng's body rumbled madly. He rushed towards Qin Wentian, the blood-colored lightning opening up a path for him. The entire space around him transformed into a blood-colored space, and with a thunderous boom, Qin Wentian's body seemed to explode. The blood-colored lightning penetrated through Qin Wentian's body, and a hole could be seen in Qin Wentian's body. However, Qin Wentian's eyes were still fixated on Tu Leng.
"Something's wrong." Tu Leng suddenly felt his entire body turning cold. He heard that Qin Wentian was proficient in the true intent of dreams. This was the true intent of dreams, able to cause people to unknowingly fall into a deep slumber.
"BOOM!" The terrifying lightning directly blasted into his body. Tu Leng felt pain all over his body as the dream shattered. His entire body was drenched in cold sweat. As expected, it was a dream. The Qin Wentian before him was completely fine, with no injuries at all, let alone the hole in his body.
"I want you dead." Tu Leng rushed towards Qin Wentian. Qin Wentian simply stood there, smiling at Tu Leng, allowing Tu Leng's attack to land on his body. Under Tu Leng's shocked gaze, another large hole appeared on Qin Wentian's body. Staring at the smiling eyes of Qin Wentian, Tu Leng felt as though he was about to plunge into hell.
"Chi …" A light sound rang out. Tu Leng completely woke up from his dream. His original body hadn't moved at all. At this moment, he lowered his head and stared at the sharp sword that pierced through his heart. That sharp sword was currently wreaking havoc in his body, shredding everything apart. He stared at Qin Wentian who was in front of him as a look of bewilderment appeared on his face. He also wanted to look at the person behind him, but he could no longer turn his body.
"Double Dreamscape. How can your True Meaning of Dream be so strong?" Tu Leng stared at Qin Wentian. He also had some understanding of the True Meaning of Dream. This true meaning was extremely marvelous, but it had its flaws as well. If not, wouldn't it be easy to kill someone if they were trapped in a dream? The flaw of the True Meaning of Dream was that in order to trap someone in a dream, one had to focus their mind and will. Bringing someone into one's dream was extremely taxing. At this moment, if the user of the True Meaning of Dream took the initiative to attack, the dreamscape would become unstable and flaws would easily appear. Unless the target was extremely weak, the user of the True Meaning of Dream wouldn't take the initiative to attack.
Earlier, Tu Leng clearly felt that he had already left the dream. But why was he still in a dream?
"The first time you broke free from my dream, the moment you turned to look at him, you were already in his dream. The second time, that was my dream. I didn't move, but he could kill you." Qin Wentian calmly spoke. At this moment, Tu Leng felt a bone-chilling coldness in his heart. He couldn't even swallow his anger as he mumbled, "That was your … avatar."
Qin Wentian didn't say anything, nor did he deny it. Tu Leng's eyes flashed with regret and despair. After which, a malevolent smile flickered in his eyes. "An opponent like you is truly too terrifying. However, you will definitely die. He will definitely not spare you!"
"Puchi …" Di Tian's sword trembled violently. Tu Leng's laughter abruptly stopped as his gaze turned sluggish.
The person behind him was none other than Di Tian, an incarnation formed using the Great Nirvana Immortal Art.
His original body and his incarnation were almost the same, almost as demon-level characters.
Qin Wentian had long made arrangements for his avatar. The Great Nirvana Immortal Art allowed him to create a body that was completely different from ordinary people. During normal times, he would allow Di Tian to cultivate peacefully while his original body roamed the world. This way, his cultivation base would increase faster and if his original body died outside, at the very least, he would still be alive.
Di Tian would be Qin Wentian's shadow, a shadow that would rarely appear in Qin Wentian's life.
Di Tian would only appear at crucial moments, just like in this immortal burial ground.
Di Tian also wouldn't affect his life. Qin Wentian wouldn't allow the avatar created by the Great Nirvana Immortal Art to disturb him. Di Tian would only be his weapon, a weapon hidden in the shadows. Not only that, Di Tian's future cultivation path would be different from Qin Wentian's. Only then would he be able to unleash his greatest potential, allowing Di Tian to grow together with his original body. Di Tian would become his ultimate killing weapon.
After Di Tian took the treasures from Tu Leng's body, he sped away, not staying together with Qin Wentian. Qin Wentian also left this place, and very swiftly, the two of them found a place to cultivate as they took out Yuan Meteor Stones to cultivate.
The Astral Energy in their bodies seethed frenziedly, cleansing their arterial pathways and acupoints, tempering their Astral Novas. Intense rumbling sounds rang out from their bodies, and in the short span of a day, both Qin Wentian and Di Tian broke through, stepping into the eighth level of Heavenly Dipper.
Before this, they made use of the grand formation to fight against the buried immortal. The swordsman's swordsmanship caused Qin Wentian to have a deep comprehension, and after that, when he roamed the Immortal Burial Grounds, he comprehended the true intent of Sword. At the same time, his true intent of the Mandate of Demons was also on the verge of breaking through. Coincidentally, Tu Leng appeared and engaged in a violent battle, causing his blood to boil. Despite being injured, Qin Wentian also fought with all his might. The power of demons was just like this, violent, fearless, bloodthirsty, and at the end of the battle, Qin Wentian's true intent of the Mandate of Demons was born.
The tyrannical true intent of the Mandate of Demons caused his bloodline to undergo a transformation, frenziedly cleansing his body, causing a chain reaction. His cultivation base actually showed signs of breaking through. This was also the reason why Tu Leng wanted to leave earlier, he could sense that Qin Wentian was already on the verge of breaking through. He knew that his own battle was being used by Qin Wentian, allowing Qin Wentian to succeed.
Hence, the current Qin Wentian had already broken through to the eighth level of Heavenly Dipper, comprehending four types of true intents: Force, Dreamsleep, Demon, Sword!
His combat prowess wasn't merely a level stronger than before. If he appeared on the Sacred Battle Platform again, he could easily insta-kill Liu Lan and Di Shi. His opponents basically had no way to resist. Even for an expert like Tu Leng, he had the confidence to suppress him.
Next, what Qin Wentian truly needed to pursue was the unrivalled realm in Heavenly Dipper. He wanted to be truly unrivalled in Heavenly Dipper. After seeing the combat prowess of the buried immortal, Qin Wentian understood that even the current him was still very far away from that. The strength of the buried immortal was simply too terrifying, even Tu Leng couldn't withstand a single strike from him.
After breaking through, Qin Wentian and Di Tian didn't roam around aimlessly. Instead, they chose to stabilize their cultivation bases and familiarize themselves with the power of their true intents. Only then would they be able to use them more freely in combat.
Over ten days later, Qin Wentian and Di Tian continued exploring the depths of this burial ground. There were millions and millions of ancient tombs here, it was as though there were countless of them. Right now, Qin Wentian was already numb to it. He didn't dare to imagine how many immortals and devils were buried here. But he could be sure that this immortal palace shouldn't have been in the Royal Sacred Region in the past. How could there be so many immortals in the Royal Sacred Region?
As they advanced through the desolate grounds, whenever Qin Wentian felt a sense of enlightenment, he would sit down and cultivate. Today, Qin Wentian finally saw the end of this desolate grounds.
What appeared before Qin Wentian's eyes was a screen of light that connected the heavens and earth. Beams of multicolored light cascaded down from the heavens, cutting off the void. In the middle of the screen of light, there seemed to be numerous doors of the void.
"Key." Qin Wentian's countenance stiffened. A whistling sound rang out from afar and an instant later, Di Tian appeared with a key in his hand. This key directly transformed into an illusory form and floated forward, piercing into one of the doors of the void. An instant later, a gap appeared.
Qin Wentian and Di Tian both trembled. The door of the void was opened, the key left behind by the Xia Emperor was truly useful. In that case, what secrets were hidden on the other side of the door of the void?
A terrifying aura gushed forth from the other side of the door of the void, as though it originated from the primordial era. Qin Wentian's eyes flashed with a hint of struggle. After which, he stared at Di Tian as a resolute light flickered in his eyes.
"Since I'm already here, wouldn't it be a pity if I don't enter?" Qin Wentian sighed in his heart. As the sound of his voice faded, he directly turned and departed without any hesitation. However, after he left, Di Tian's silhouette flickered as he stepped into the door of the void.
A bright light flashed as the door of the void closed. The two spaces were separated once more.
At this moment, Di Tian stood at the other side of the door of the void. The door of the void behind him was closed, he knew that he had no path of retreat. Di Tian was thinking that back then, the Xia Emperor actually didn't use this key. He didn't know how the Xia Emperor obtained this key. Maybe, it was his strength, or maybe it was luck.
"Finally, there's someone else here." A hoarse voice rang out. Di Tian's countenance was as calm as ever. Since he already entered this place, no matter what he encountered, he would be able to stabilize his state of mind.
"Being able to come here and kill those buried immortals alone, he should have some strength, right?"
"Haha, I wonder if we can obtain the inheritance of that old thief. If that's the case, we would have a chance to regain our freedom."
Numerous voices rang out unceasingly. It was as though this place was too lonely, it had been too long since someone came here. The silent world suddenly became lively.
"Only by killing a buried immortal alone would one be qualified to enter this place?" Di Tian's heart trembled. How powerful were the buried immortals? Being able to kill them alone meant that only those who were truly unrivalled in Heavenly Dipper would be qualified to enter this place.
"Old thief? Inheritance? "
These people should be filled with hatred towards the master of the immortal palace. Since they dared to call the master of the immortal palace an old thief, there was a very high possibility that he had already died.
Di Tian swiftly deduced some useful information. He continued walking forward as the voices continued ringing out in his ears.
"Only at the eighth level of Heavenly Dipper, how can it be?" Someone questioned.
"All of you, stop dreaming. This old man has been here for eighty thousand years. Although the number of people who could come here was extremely few, there were at least several hundred of them. Which one of them wasn't exuding magnificence through the generations? But in the end, weren't they all toyed to death by you guys and obtained the inheritance? I curse that old thief to never obtain a successor for his entire life. To think that the conditions are so harsh. "
"Haha, you guys better be gentler, don't kill this little fellow too early or it would be too boring." Someone cackled, treating Di Tian like a plaything.
"Is this a devil's nest?" Di Tian felt extremely depressed. Eighty thousand years, there were actually people who stayed here for eighty thousand years? How terrifying, they must have all gone crazy.
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