"If I were you, I wouldn't be in such a hurry to deal with the others. After all, given your strength, you can easily scram if you encounter any powerful opponents. Don't tell me you think you can do whatever you want in the Eastern Sage Cliff just by condensing an astral soul from the 6th Heavenly Layer?"
Qin Wentian spoke in a low voice as he stepped out. Hints of mockery could be seen in his eyes, and as he spoke, he released his two astral souls. One was the Demon Sovereign Astral Soul, while the other was a sword-type Astral Soul. Instantly, his silhouette grew increasingly demonic as a terrifying sharpness exuded from him.
"Hmph, only so-so." Qin Wentian released another astral soul. This time, it was a devilish body with three heads and six arms, causing his physique to grow taller and more imposing. These two astral souls were his 4th and 5th astral souls, originating from the 5th and 6th Heavenly Layers respectively.
The astral souls of these geniuses weren't something the geniuses of particle worlds could compare to.
A demonic blood-colored light flashed in Qin Wentian's eyes as the Demon Sovereign Astral Soul behind him grew even more violent. Terrifying blood-colored runic light circulated around his body. This was the power of his bloodline, it wasn't a sealing technique.
However, his opponent also released the power of his bloodline, causing his strength to grow even stronger. There were many geniuses in the immortal realms who had the power of their bloodlines. It's just that some of them were ordinary, while some of them had unique bloodlines.
The two of them finally neared each other. Qin Wentian blasted out with his palms, not using any innate techniques, only the purest form of strength. His opponent had three heads and six arms, and all six of his arms blasted out at the same time. Killing intent flashed in his eyes, and at the same time, his astral souls also shot out towards his opponent.
"BANG!" A violent surge of energy akin to that of a demon king erupted forth, tearing apart his opponent's arm. Qin Wentian's demonic king bloodline gushed forth as his entire person was enveloped by a terrifying ancient demon. A terrifying demonic silhouette actually appeared, peering down with disdain on all living beings. The explosive force of that punch directly sent his opponent flying through the air as he coughed out a few mouthfuls of blood.
The other party's expression turned sluggish. His silhouette flickered as he rapidly retreated. Looking at Qin Wentian, who was like a demon king, a hint of fear flashed in his eyes.
Qin Wentian didn't give chase when he saw his opponent leaving. He retracted his aura as sword qi whistled through the air. Stepping on the sword qi, he soared towards the horizons. This was the holy ground of cultivation for disciples of the Dongshengxian Gate, the Eastern Sage Cliff. There would surely be many miraculous things about it. Since the first test was held here, it wouldn't be so simple as comparing astral souls and bloodlines.
An instant later, Qin Wentian arrived at a precipitous cliff. This precipitous cliff was extremely smooth, and there were many stone platforms at the bottom. Footprints could be seen on each of the stone platforms, and there seemed to be many people comprehending the innate techniques engraved on the precipitous cliff.
There were many diagrams engraved on the smooth cliff. Wind rocs of different shapes and sizes appeared, and there were actually lines flickering on them. It was as if these wind rocs were living creatures. From the bottom to the top, they broke through the air step by step, riding the wind as they transformed into wind rocs, soaring through the clouds.
"This is a set of movement techniques." Qin Wentian instantly understood. This movement technique should have been created by the predecessors of the Dongshengxian Gate. His eyes flashed as he memorized the diagrams in his mind. After which, he started cultivating in his dreamscape. It was as though he himself had transformed into a wind roc. Every movement of the diagrams was reflected in his mind.
After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Qin Wentian soared up into the skies. He didn't step on the sword might, but instead, he actually transformed into a wind roc. The Shadow of a wind roc could be seen around him, as though he had already transformed into a wind roc.
This movement technique was left behind by the predecessors, and was an immortal art. It was most suitable for those who were proficient in the energy of wind and space. When one cultivated it to the peak, they would transform into wind rocs, capable of traversing through the void and traversing a thousand miles with a single flash. However, Qin Wentian didn't stay behind to comprehend the true essence of this immortal art. Although this movement technique was powerful, it wasn't suitable for him. Not only that, if he wanted to comprehend immortal energy, he would have to spend a lot of time. Hence, he only comprehended the wind roc form that was suitable for Celestial Phenomenon Ascendants before he left.
Qin Wentian soared in the wind, and along the way, he met several people who were all searching for a place to cultivate. Qin Wentian didn't stop at all. When they saw Qin Wentian's movement technique, they all wanted to chase after him. This movement technique was simply too fast. Since this young man was able to comprehend it in such a short period of time, his comprehension ability must definitely be extraordinary.
"Sword Arts." Qin Wentian who was in the air abruptly saw a fearsome sword qi gushing forth from the stone rampart below. His silhouette flickered and swiftly appeared in front of the stone rampart. There were many footprints here as well, and there was a Shadow flickering about on the stone rampart, resembling a living creature. His sword qi was extremely terrifying, the speed of his sword was as fast as lightning, while the speed of his sword was like the tempestuous waves of a tsunami. His movements were both incomparably violent.
Beside Qin Wentian, there was another person quietly cultivating. This person was none other than a supreme genius of the Eastern Prefecture. Although Qin Wentian appeared, he didn't even glance at Qin Wentian. He was quietly immersed in his own comprehension. He was very clear that the Eastern Sage Cliff was a holy ground for cultivation. Here, other than fighting head-on, one must also do their best to cultivate to the peak of their strength, increasing their own strength. Once one's strength reached a certain level, how could they not persevere until the very end?
Only by strengthening one's body would one be able to enter the upper echelons. Looking for others to battle with, that was simply foolishness. Only those with weak talent would do so.
Qin Wentian stood on another stone platform and stared at the immortal-ranked sword art inscribed on the stone rampart. In just an instant, he was completely immersed in it, unable to extricate himself. This sword art was extremely profound and contained boundless might. Very swiftly, he came to a scene where a person was cultivating the sword. His sword was as fast as the wind, so fast that one couldn't even see the sword itself, only sword shadows could be seen. When the sword was slow, it would slash apart the mountain rampart, and at the very end, the might of the immortal sword would be unleashed.
This sword art was very similar to the immortal sword arts Qin Wentian had cultivated before. The Immortal Vanquishing Swordplay was an immortal art that ignited one's body to increase one's strength. It was suitable to be used when fighting with one's life on the line. As for this sword art, it was a true combat sword art. Now that Qin Wentian wielded the demon sword, he truly needed a sword art to complement it.
Qin Wentian was soon immersed in it, unable to extricate himself. After a period of time, although he still stood there quietly, traces of terrifying sword qi radiated from him. In the surrounding space, numerous silhouettes of Qin Wentian could be seen. These silhouettes were all born for the sake of the sword.
The two of them stood 300 meters apart, not disturbing each other as they quietly comprehended the sword art.
This state of comprehension lasted for a month. During this period of time, there were many geniuses who passed by but they didn't disturb them. In the entire Eastern Sage Cliff, there weren't many battles that occurred. These geniuses from the thirteen prefectures all had extraordinary temperaments and very soon, they all understood why this place was known as the holy land for cultivation at the Dongshengxian Gate. There were actually all sorts of movement techniques and secrets within. If they didn't cultivate it properly, it would truly be a waste of heavenly treasures.
Today, in front of the stone rampart, regardless of Qin Wentian or the other expert, both of them radiated terrifying sword qi. The sword qi of the two of them seemed to faintly converge.
Abruptly, the eyes of that expert snapped open as a dazzling sword light flashed within. After which, his silhouette flickered as he transformed into a fearsome sharpness, directly piercing towards Qin Wentian. That beam of light was sufficient to slash Qin Wentian apart in an instant. It was extremely dangerous.
However at the instant his silhouette descended, terrifying waves of sword might gushed forth from Qin Wentian. Qin Wentian seemed to be moving very slowly, yet when he slashed out with his sword, it actually contained a heaven-rending might that could cleave apart the heavens and earth. A beam of sword qi directly arced through the air, leaving a terrifying sword scar on the ground.
The eyes of that expert were like supreme swords, capable of penetrating the hearts of others. Humming sounds of sword qi rang out as the two of them sped towards each other. In just an instant, a towering sword might gushed forth, as though the entire space was filled with sword shadows. In a short instant, both of them had manifested a total of eighty-one sword shadows, exuding an extremely terrifying sword qi.
If the current Qin Wentian encountered the Qin Wentian who had just entered the Eastern Sage Cliff, he would be able to defeat him with ease. In order to enter the Eastern Sage Cliff, one had to work hard to raise their strength. If not, no matter how strong one's astral soul or bloodline was, they would be eliminated sooner or later.
In the blink of an eye, both of them had unleashed over three hundred sword strikes before they finally separated again. The other expert floated in the air, casting a serious glance at Qin Wentian.
"Cloud Prefecture, Qin Wentian, 27." His opponent stared at Qin Wentian.
"Eastern Prefecture, Jing Yunhe, # 5." Qin Wentian stared at the medallion hanging on his opponent's chest as he spoke. This person was ranked # 5 in the Eastern Prefecture. His comprehension of swordsmanship wasn't inferior to Qin Wentian at all.
"You have the qualifications to advance and won't be eliminated." As the sound of Jing Yunhe's voice faded, his body transformed into a beam of sword light that soared up into the skies, not continuing to battle. Qin Wentian also transformed into a wind roc, riding the wind and treading on the waves as he advanced towards the depths of the Eastern Sage Cliff.
Qin Wentian sped through the air, peering downwards. Abruptly, his eyes flashed as he saw several silhouettes appearing in front of a cave dwelling. All of them were hesitating, standing there, not daring to enter. Before them, there were several corpses lying quietly on the ground. Some of the corpses were badly mutilated, it was evident that they had all been killed. It was an extremely miserable sight to behold.
"What's in the cave dwelling that caused such an intense battle to occur?" Qin Wentian halted in the air as he stared at these people. These people came from different prefectures, and there was even one who was ranked # 46 in the Thunder Prefecture. All of them were hesitating outside the cave, not daring to enter. Their eyes flashed with a hint of struggle.
Qin Wentian's silhouette flickered as he instantly descended. Momentarily, the gazes of these people all turned to him, their eyes gleaming with sharpness.
"What's in there?" Qin Wentian asked.
"Scram." One of them glared at Qin Wentian as he coldly spoke.
"Chi …" Qin Wentian's silhouette was like a wind roc, akin to a bolt of lightning. A terrifying sword light slashed out, causing that person to retreat explosively. Rumbling sounds rang out as sword qi tore apart the skies. In the blink of an eye, numerous sword shadows appeared in the air and in the next instant, a sword was pressed against the neck of the person who spoke. That person was drenched in cold sweat. As long as Qin Wentian waved his hand, he would die here.
"Speak." Qin Wentian turned his gaze towards the cave dwelling, he didn't even bother to glance at that person.
"There are many true projections of an immortal-foundation expert's cultivation path." That person hurriedly added. "In addition, there's already someone in there who's extremely powerful. Sir, please be careful."
This person intentionally spoke so clearly, he didn't lie. Naturally, he hoped that Qin Wentian would spare him!
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