Qin Wentian quietly cultivated. Today, he finally exited the cavern, leaving this immortal remnant realm.
Monk Wu Bei of the Western Desert Prefecture was still meditating in his cave, as though he had forgotten everything. He only wanted to comprehend the true essence of the immortal remnant realm.
Qin Wentian was silently impressed by the # 3 ranker of the Western Desert Prefecture, Wu Bei. After entering a meditative state, he didn't budge an inch and was like a boulder, cultivating bitterly for so many days, not bothering about the secret realms of the other prefectures. Such a state of mind wasn't something ordinary people could compare to. Most probably, this was also because he was born in the Western Desert Prefecture.
Outside the cavern, there were a few people lingering there, hesitating. Because, there were already corpses outside. This cavern was occupied by two powerful geniuses and no one else could enter.
It has been many days since the Eastern Sage Cliff Tempering Grounds and such a situation was common. There were many powerful geniuses who occupied secret realms, not allowing others to gain a foothold there. They were extremely tyrannical and tyrannical.
At this moment, upon seeing Qin Wentian exiting, the eyes of those geniuses flickered. They stared at Qin Wentian only to see Qin Wentian's eyes gleaming with sharpness, causing those geniuses to be extremely wary. After which, they only saw Qin Wentian transforming into a wind roc as he soared up into the air and departed.
In the air, Qin Wentian sped through the wind. His resplendent eyes stared down at the majestic land below. The Eastern Sage Cliff was boundlessly vast, with countless mysterious realms within. Qin Wentian had no interest in the geniuses here at all. He only had a single thought in his heart, and that was to make use of this opportunity to obtain good fortune from the Eastern Sage Cliff to strengthen himself.
Qin Wentian also understood the true meaning behind the mission issued by the Heavenly Talisman Realm. The grand banquet of the Dongshengxian Gate was held once every hundred years. The Dongshengxian Gate would do their best to select the most outstanding disciples and would surely be willing to part with all sorts of resources. This tempering grounds was a chance for them to grow stronger. If they succeeded, they would even be able to obtain benefits from both the Heavenly Talisman Realm and the Dongshengxian Gate.
A test was much better than him going into seclusion and cultivating alone.
Ordinary people did not dare to fly high in the sky, because it was easy to be seen by others and suffer attacks. After all, this was a competition. Only a thousand people remained, and the remaining people could become disciples of the Celestial Sect.
Qin Wentian did indeed see many people below. Many of them occupied an area. Some were cultivating alone, some were fighting for a treasured cultivation ground, and some were fighting endlessly. He paid no attention to any of them. The shadow of the wind roc flew past like a gust of wind. Perhaps it was because his speed was too fast, but no one dared to intercept him.
Finally, at this moment, Qin Wentian saw an ancient peak below. Outside the ancient peak, there was a magnificent stone platform for cultivation. The stone platform was wide and there were diagrams carved on it, forming their own rules.
Qin Wentian's silhouette flickered as he directly dove down, landing on the stone platform. He stared at the walls of the ancient peak before him, only to see a dazzling golden light radiating from it. Numerous runic diagrams flashed, transforming into a circular seal that sealed the entrance to the depths of the ancient peak. It was as though this place was also a secret cultivation ground for an expert. It was just that if one couldn't unravel the runic diagram, they wouldn't be able to enter. Hence, no one dared to stop here.
Standing on the stone platform, Qin Wentian observed for a moment before following the passageway. Qin Wentian stretched his hand out and placed it on the runic diagram as beams of runic light flashed in all directions. In just a short instant, the entire runic diagram radiated a dazzling light. Instantly, the runic diagram transformed into a gate that opened to both sides. Qin Wentian directly stepped into it.
After stepping into the runic diagram, the gate of light closed once more. The interior of the gate actually opened up as a cool and refreshing feeling drifted over. Before him, there was a stone platform with a waterfall on both sides. Strands of mist lingered in the air, causing one to feel as though they were in an immortal realm.
Ahead, there was a simple and unadorned statue that exuded an immortal aura. He sat cross-legged and before the statue, there were many immortal scrolls.
"Junior has offended you." Qin Wentian bowed slightly to the statue. This was a form of respect for the ancestor and nothing else. He walked up and picked up the immortal scrolls, directly entering them with his perception. Instantly, countless words floated before his eyes, incomparably clear. In just an instant, Qin Wentian was completely immersed within.
The things recorded in the immortal scrolls weren't innate techniques, nor were they cultivation arts. They were actually the cultivation experiences of this immortal, as well as his views on cultivation.
After a long period of time, Qin Wentian placed the first immortal scroll down. He stared at the statue as a hint of admiration could be seen in his eyes. Very rarely would there be seniors who would record their own cultivation experiences for the later generations to view. They would rather pass down their innate techniques and techniques to find a successor. Their cultivation experiences wouldn't have instant results, and wouldn't be of any obvious use.
But in reality, cultivation experiences were even more valuable. These were the insights of an ancestor, and were extremely useful to the juniors.
Qin Wentian picked up the second immortal scroll, and the more he read, the more immersed he became. With a single glance, he seemed to have forgotten the passage of time until he finished reading all the insights of this immortal.
Only to see Qin Wentian's eyes gleaming with sharpness as many thoughts flashed through his mind. He stared at the statue before him and stood up, bowing once more before sitting cross-legged on the stone platform.
A violet-gold light flashed, Qin Wentian directly released his fifth astral soul. Instantly, a violet-gold radiance illuminated the entire cavern, illuminating the entire space. It was extremely dazzling.
Behind Qin Wentian, a violet-gold silhouette of suppression manifested. This silhouette was so dense that it seemed to be corporeal. Resplendent runes circulated around it, containing a boundless and wondrous energy, exuding a suppressive might that was extremely terrifying.
From the records of this immortal, one could see that the major powers and experts of the immortal realms all felt that those below the immortal-foundation realm who condensed a violet-gold astral soul were supreme geniuses, one in a hundred million. No matter where they went, there would be experts wanting to nurture them. Naturally, this was because the violet-gold astral soul was extremely powerful.
The power of a violet-gold astral soul was publicly acknowledged by everyone. But as to where exactly was it so powerful? Other than the tyrannical astral energy contained within, this immortal also felt that those who condensed a violet-gold astral soul would have an innate advantage in cultivation. They could step into the immortal realm faster than ordinary people. This wasn't a secret, and many people knew about it. But why was this so?
This immortal felt that a violet-gold astral soul contained law energy. The runes on it were a type of law energy, and it was just that Celestial Phenomenon Ascendants had no way to dig out its true might.
He even thought that for those with powerful bloodlines, their bloodlines would also contain terrifying law energy. This law energy wouldn't appear when the bloodline holder was weak, but as the bloodline holder grew stronger, the law energy would grow stronger and stronger. This was the reason why the bloodlines of those with powerful bloodlines would constantly evolve and grow stronger.
These two points were what Qin Wentian wanted to unearth. Other than this, many of the insights this immortal left behind were extremely useful to his own cultivation.
Qin Wentian started to observe and comprehend the astral souls and bloodlines he had. After comprehending them in a cavern, he came back here again. He didn't care about the happenings in the outside world, and didn't fight or fight, as though he stood aloof from worldly affairs.
In the outside world, the flames of war had already ignited. There were many supreme geniuses clashing against each other, and all of them had comprehended different types of laws, causing their strength to grow stronger and stronger. However, Qin Wentian who was cultivating alone seemed to be completely unaware of all this.
Today, Qin Wentian walked out of the cavern and sat on a stone platform outside. He was currently practicing his sword arts and bell arts, and would occasionally contemplate the heavens and earth, as though he was observing the law energy within the Eastern Sage Cliff.
Qin Wentian continued to comprehend and cultivate. Even his casual attacks grew stronger and stronger, but he was still immersed in his comprehension. After a very long time, the number of geniuses remaining in the Eastern Sage Cliff grew fewer and fewer.
Outside the Eastern Sage Cliff, there were many experts from the Dongshengxian Gate gathered here, including many immortal kings. Those immortal kings from the thirteen prefectures who led the geniuses here were all here.
"How many geniuses are there in the Eastern Sage Cliff now?" Someone asked. After which, an old guard at the side replied, "There are currently over 3,000 participants. In about a month or two, this round of battles would conclude."
"Mhm, it should be about there. I wonder what the average standard of the geniuses in this batch is." Someone spoke in a low voice.
"I'm not sure about the others, but those from the Eastern Prefecture are truly extremely powerful."
"Those from my Western Desert Prefecture are also very strong, much stronger compared to a hundred years ago." An immortal king from the Western Desert Prefecture spoke.
"Hehe, it's the same for our Underworld Prefecture as well."
Everyone spoke. The Idlecloud Immortal King from the Cloud Prefecture also laughed, "There are also a few good seedlings in this batch of geniuses from our Cloud Prefecture."
"Cloud Prefecture, I don't think there's anyone from this prefecture who obtained the top three before." An immortal king from the Blazing Sun Prefecture impolitely spoke, his words causing the Idlecloud Immortal King to snort coldly but he had no way to refute that. This was the truth.
The immortal kings of the various prefectures would naturally be competing against each other in secret.
"That's true. I think there might be people from the Eastern Prefecture in this batch of geniuses, but there would also be people from our Western Desert Prefecture."
"Hehe, let's wait and see. After such a long time, we should have already discovered the Hundred Immortals Forest. If we gather here earlier, this round of battles might end even faster and the elimination rate would be even faster. In fact, there might even be some extremely powerful characters who would be eliminated due to the competition."
At the Eastern Sage Cliff, the Hundred Immortals Forest was located in the central location.
Over here, there were 360 immortal statues that contained terrifying immortal wills. Before each statue, there was a stone platform that could allow one to truly comprehend the immortal's might.
At this moment, in the vast region of the Hundred Immortals Forest, there were geniuses standing before each statue. If one paid close attention, they would discover that the higher the ranking of the geniuses, the closer they were to the statues.
What was even more shocking was that right now in the region of the Hundred Immortals Forest, corpses could be seen everywhere. Over a thousand people had fallen here. The Eastern Sage Cliff was incomparably vast, but in this place alone, countless geniuses had fallen here. From this, one could very well imagine how intense the battles here were. And at this moment, a violent battle was also taking place in the Hundred Immortals Forest.
"SCRAM!" At this moment, a terrifying roar rang out. On the stone platform before one of the immortal statues, a towering battle was taking place. Jun Mengchen transformed into a war god, clad in a resplendent king armor. His attacks towered up into the sky, fighting against three powerful experts as a look of incomparable arrogance flickered in his eyes.
After Jun Mengchen cultivated a lot of energy, he came to this Hundred Immortals Forest and discovered that he could directly sense the tyrannical might of immortals through the statues here. In fact, he could even inherit immortal arts. This place was more suitable than any other place for cultivation. But as more and more geniuses discovered this place, the competition for positions started to erupt. The battles were incomparably intense. If they couldn't win, then they would have to fight against each other, wanting to kill each other!
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