In fact, before Qin Wentian comprehended the true intent of his Mandate, he had already attempted to fuse his Mandates. The Void Imprint, Void Halberd Art, the fusion of the Mandate of Dreams and the Mandate of Force. It was just that this fusion was still shallow, and now that his Mandates had transformed into true intent, he needed a brand new fusion.
On the desolate land, Qin Wentian wielded an ancient halberd in his hands as he stabbed out again and again. Every strike of his halberd contained shocking might, as though boundless energy was condensed into a single point, erupting forth with terrifying might.
With the experience of fusing wills, Qin Wentian unceasingly attempted to fuse two different true intents into a single innate technique.
"True intent, what is true intent? True intent is the embodiment of a certain type of energy." Qin Wentian murmured in a low voice. After many attempts, he closed his eyes and tried to comprehend Di Tian's battle once more. As Di Tian's strength grew stronger, some of the experts in that dimension started to fuse their innate techniques with their true intents against him. The newly manifested energy seemed to be brand new, and didn't belong to any of the individual true intents. Sometimes, it was even hard to tell what type of true intent was contained within their attacks.
On both sides, Di Tian fought, while Qin Wentian comprehended. Day after day, Qin Wentian's comprehension and usage of true intent grew stronger and stronger.
Today, Qin Wentian was still brandishing his ancient halberd again and again. Thousands, tens of thousands of times, he didn't feel the slightest fatigue. This was his obsession. If he wanted to become stronger, he had to endure this sort of boredom. Although his comprehension ability wasn't bad, and he would occasionally gain enlightenment, he wouldn't be able to do it every single time. No matter how talented a character was, if he didn't have the mental fortitude to never give up, it would be impossible for him to break through his limits and step into the next level.
"Bzzz!" A terrifying tearing sound rang out. The ancient halberd was like a dragon, capable of tearing apart everything. In that instant, at the instant the ancient halberd erupted forth, a speck of light appeared at the tip of the halberd. This speck of light was akin to Astral Energy, like a brand new type of energy.
"I can sense it." Qin Wentian rejoiced in his heart, this was the feeling. He stabbed out with his halberd once more, causing specks of light to appear, causing the tip of the ancient halberd to be faintly discernible. However, the terrifying power contained within the halberd caused it to feel surreal.
Qin Wentian suppressed the palpitations in his heart as he stabbed out with the ancient halberd again and again. Astral light shone resplendently as the ancient halberd shone with an illusory luster. It was as though the halberd was a manifestation of a dream in reality. The fusion of true intents caused the strength of the halberd to undergo a transformation.
"That's it. This type of energy is able to fuse with the Astral Energy of the Astral Constellations, the materialization of true intent." Qin Wentian's heart trembled. Strands of unique Astral Energy emanated from his body. These strands of Astral Energy seemed to be infused with true intents, causing his entire body to be shrouded in a layer of illusory luster. Yet, at the same time, he gave off a feeling of strength.
"Hu …" Qin Wentian drew in a deep breath. He had finally peeked through another door. Since this door had been opened, success would naturally follow when the conditions were right. Just like how after he comprehended the first true intent, it was much easier for him to comprehend the subsequent true intents of Mandates.
A few days later, Qin Wentian's entire body shone with a demonic luster. With a single glance, he gave off an extremely demonic feeling. His handsome eyes and brows seemed to be dyed black, giving off a sense of sharpness.
"True Intent of Demonic and True Intent of Force. Both are proficient in offense. If they can fuse together, the resulting energy would definitely increase explosively." Qin Wentian mused as he continued brandishing his ancient halberd. It was as though he would never feel fatigue, and there would be no end to it.
When a strand of incomparably violent light particles appeared, Qin Wentian's eyes flickered with a demonic light. This kind of energy was filled with a violent destructive might. Every single particle of light seemed to contain a power that could destroy everything in its path, as though it was endless.
"This kind of energy, even if used for defense, would be extremely powerful." Qin Wentian murmured. After which, strands of light enveloped his body, giving him a layer of demonic and dazzling radiance. This kind of energy still contained a demonic aura, but it was even more terrifying than before.
"For those who haven't comprehended an attack-type true intent, they wouldn't even be able to break through my defense." Qin Wentian murmured. This bit by bit improvement caused him to be extremely excited. At his level, it wasn't easy for him to advance by even a tiny bit. It was even more difficult to advance by a few levels. But now that he could fuse his true intent together, there was no doubt that his strength would increase exponentially.
Qin Wentian was improving, this meant that Di Tian was improving as well. Such improvement caused those experts who thought that Di Tian had no hope at all to gradually feel a glimmer of hope. Di Tian's improvement was simply too fast, so fast that it caused them to feel fear in their hearts. After living for such a long period of time, a few years or tens of years were nothing more than the blink of an eye. In just a few months, Di Tian's strength continued to grow stronger. If he could maintain such a speed, it was unknown if he would be able to step into a level that no one had ever reached before.
The master of the immortal palace was searching for a successor, trying to find someone who could defeat an immortal at the Heavenly Dipper Realm. To them, this was extremely ridiculous. Immortals were extremely proficient in the usage of energy, and their ability to fuse them together. Even if their cultivation bases were suppressed, they would still be able to insta-kill those who claimed to be at the peak of Heavenly Dipper. Defeated? They truly felt that no one could do it. Di Tian's improvement was very fast, but to them, it was merely a glimmer of hope.
In addition, this might just be one of the tests. But what sort of character was that old thief? It was understandable that he would be so harsh when choosing a successor.
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It has already been half a year since Qin Wentian entered the immortal palace. On this desolate land, no traces of time could be seen. Although Di Tian's improvement was very fast, he still had a long way to go. It was unknown where the end was.
Qin Wentian prepared to head out. His comprehension had already reached a bottleneck. In the outside world, Qing Cheng and Qing Er might still be worried for him. It was enough for him to leave Di Tian in the immortal palace.
On this desolate land, numerous immortal tombs could be seen. There were many treasures here, as well as tens of thousands of immortal manuals, causing people to feel an intense urge to plunder them. However, Qin Wentian didn't touch them. If Di Tian could complete his test, everything here would belong to him. As for now, although Qin Wentian was even more confident in his own strength, he still didn't feel that he could kill a tomb immortal alone.
The wind gusted by, staining his white robes with dust. Qin Wentian's silhouette flickered as he sped through the desolate land, heading back the way he came from. He had no idea how those tomb immortals were doing now. He remembered that there was a tomb immortal who blocked their path of retreat. He wondered if he was still alive or not.
"Fan Miaoyu?" At this moment, Qin Wentian saw the silhouette of a female not far away from him. She was in a sorry state and seemed to be fleeing. It was none other than Fan Miaoyu.
"Mhm?" Qin Wentian turned his gaze to the direction behind Fan Miaoyu. Another silhouette of a female could be seen rushing towards Fan Miaoyu. Behind this female, there was a silhouette with his hands clasped behind his back. His eyes were blank and vacant, it was none other than a tomb immortal.
Fan Miaoyu also saw Qin Wentian. Upon seeing Qin Wentian moving towards her, she involuntarily called out, "She is trying to frame me. Don't get near me, walk in another direction."
Qin Wentian's countenance turned cold as he stared at the female behind him. It was none other than the female from the Grand Shang Faction of the Royal Sacred Sect who mocked him earlier. Evidently, this female was targeted by the tomb immortal and he intentionally lured her towards Fan Miaoyu. However, this tomb immortal didn't seem to have any intentions of killing her. He casually strolled about. If he truly used his full strength, he would have long since killed her.
"Quinn?" Fan Miaoyu was alone. In front of her, there was another silhouette rushing over. It was none other than Quinn.
"Don't worry, he shouldn't have any killing intent." Qin Wentian's silhouette had already arrived in front of Fan Miaoyu. Staring at the female rushing over, a cold light flickered in his eyes. The tomb immortal behind her had a flute in his hands, and his steps were extremely carefree. His countenance was exceedingly handsome, it was very possible that he was a romantic immortal in the past.
"Let's go." Qin Wentian spoke in a low voice. Fan Miaoyu nodded. The three of them turned, only to see the female following behind them. Qin Wentian abruptly turned as a sharp light flashed in his eyes, piercing the eyes of the female. "If you take one more step, I will kill you."
As the sound of his voice faded, his killing intent intensified. The female's steps faltered as she stared at Qin Wentian with trepidation in her eyes.
"HOW DARE YOU …" The countenance of the female was as cold as ice. Qin Wentian stared at her, no longer as low-profile as when he was in the Royal Sacred Sect. His eyes were as cold as ice, akin to an unsheathed sword, gleaming with killing intent.
However at this moment, the silhouette of the tomb immortal transformed into a series of afterimages as he sped towards Qin Wentian. His speed was as fast as lightning, and as he pointed out with his flute, a beam of cold light erupted forth.
Qin Wentian and Quinn both stepped out at the same time, and both of them slashed out with their swords. Quinn's sword was like a flying immortal, incomparably carefree, yet contained a terrifying might. Qin Wentian's sword was tyrannical and sharp, containing an incomparably fearsome explosive might. With a thunderous boom, a fissure appeared on the ground. Qin Wentian actually blocked the attack of the tomb immortal.
"You guys leave first." Qin Wentian spoke to Quinn and Fan Miaoyu. The two of them started, staring at Qin Wentian in bewilderment.
"Leave first." Quinn spoke to Fan Miaoyu.
"No …" Fan Miaoyu shook her head, her words causing Qin Wentian to be stunned. And at this moment, a raging wind gusted by as the tomb immortal slowly walked over, exuding an overwhelming killing intent.
Qin Wentian stepped out as his bloodline thrummed. His entire person became incomparably demonic as cracking sounds rang out as his robes were torn apart. Astral armor appeared on his body as his body expanded in size. A gigantic blood-colored ancient halberd appeared in his hands as a terrifying light circulated around it, containing a fearsome might within.
Water mist appeared, enveloping the tomb immortal as sound waves blasted out. The tomb immortal waved his palms as the water mist was directly sliced apart. The silhouette wielding the long flute stepped out, resembling a beam of killing light as he rushed towards Qin Wentian.
The Divine Energy in Qin Wentian's body gushed forth frenziedly, as strands of mystical energy coiled around the ancient halberd in his hands. Stepping out, the ancient halberd in his hands pierced out, flickering in and out of existence. When the ancient halberd reappeared, it was already directly in front of the buried immortal. An incomparably violent energy erupted forth, colliding head-on with the immortal's attack, causing the earth to split apart. Quinn and Fan Miaoyu also rushed over at the same time, only to see Quinn's silhouette transforming into a series of afterimages as beams of sword light slashed out from the void.
The long flute in the hands of the tomb immortal trembled as an intense light erupted forth. His silhouette arced through the ground as he explosively retreated, instantly widening the distance between him and Qin Wentian.
"Fusion true intent." Qin Wentian glanced at Quinn as a smile appeared on his face. As expected of a Heaven Chosen of the Battle Sword Sect, Quinn's combat prowess was truly shocking.
Qin Wentian didn't know that at this moment, Quinn's heart was pounding. In just half a year's time, Qin Wentian had actually become so terrifying.
As for the female from the Grand Shang Faction, she was completely dumbfounded. The three of them joined forces and actually managed to force the tomb immortal to retreat? Not only that, Qin Wentian's attack was a head-on attack!
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