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Qin Wentian sat on the ground, ignoring the turbulence in his body. He retrieved his silver needles and pierced them into various acupoints.
In an instant, his blood boiled once more as he executed the 12 Linked Life Needle Technique, wanting to break the shackles of his bloodline. At the same time, he donned a pair of Divine Weapon gloves that were inscribed with the Origin Returning Divine Imprint.
"BOOM!" A leg swept over, leaving behind afterimages of the leg, wanting to destroy Qin Wentian who was sitting on the ground. Since this person was able to survive the attack of the Gold-Element Sword, it was evident that he had some outstanding points. The strength of his leg was extremely terrifying, and his speed was also extremely fast. Hence, he was the first to rush over.
"BOOM!" Qin Wentian stretched out his palms, directly grabbing onto the leg that could shatter boulders. That person lost his balance as his countenance drastically changed. He stared at Qin Wentian only to see a blood-red light flickering in his eyes, akin to that of a primordial beast.
An Astral Hammer appeared in Qin Wentian's left hand as he ferociously smashed it towards his opponent. Instantly, a scream of agony rang out.
At the same time, Qin Wentian stood up as the aura exuding from him grew increasingly violent. With a step, he dashed towards the two experts who wanted to pursue Qin Yao. His perfect-grade Garuda Movement Technique, in addition to his explosive strength, caused his speed to be incomparably fast. In an instant, he had already caught up to them. The Vajra Imprint slashed out, directly killing the two of them.
Luo Qianqiu sat on his warhorse, personally witnessing everything that happened. His countenance fluctuated slightly, he didn't expect that Qin Wentian would actually use a secret art to activate his bloodline. In addition to the Divine Weapon gloves, he was able to erupt forth with even greater combat prowess. However, in his eyes, Qin Wentian was merely putting up a last-ditch struggle.
"Mhm?" At this moment, Luo Qianqiu inclined his head and stared into the distance. He could sense a terrifying demonic Qi rushing over in his direction, causing the sky to be shrouded by a layer of haze.
"Seems like the commotion today wasn't small at all. To think that a small wave of demonic beasts would be triggered." Luo Qianqiu couldn't help but exclaim in his heart when he saw the overwhelming amount of demonic qi. "Don't chase after Qin Yao."
Those people also saw the terrifying demonic Qi coming from afar. They nodded and looked at Qin Wentian. Now, it was time to kill him first.
Luo Qianqiu dismounted his warhorse and took a step forward. In an instant, Qin Wentian felt an intense sense of danger.
Although Luo Qianqiu's steps appeared slow, it felt as though he could descend at any moment. His entire body was bathed in the might of lightning, akin to a terrifying god of thunder.
"Boom." The ground trembled as Luo Qianqiu appeared in front of Qin Wentian. Punching out with his fist, boundless lightning might gushed forth as the resplendent rays of light were so blinding that no one could open their eyes.
Qin Wentian took a step forwards, as his Arterial Circulation Imprints erupted forth with a force that could topple mountains and overturn seas, causing the Heavens and Earth to howl.
Luo Qianqiu's steps were as steady as Mt. Tai as he advanced forward, his fist light vibrated thrice, as though he had punched out thrice consecutively. The terrifying shockwaves were transmitted to Qin Wentian's body, causing him to feel as though his body was about to be torn apart.
"How powerful." The spectators, who had wanted to rush forward, couldn't help but exclaim in admiration upon seeing Luo Qianqiu's strength. This was Luo Qianqiu, who had the bearing of his father. Back then, Luo Qianqiu's father had turned the entire Chu Country upside down.
Qin Wentian could also feel the tyrannical might of Luo Qianqiu's Astral Souls and innate techniques. With a howl of rage, the Divine Energy stored within his Divine Glove erupted forth. In that instant, he blasted out with his palm, akin to a raging tsunami, his palm imprint engulfing the Heavens and Earth. Luo Qianqiu's countenance stiffened as he released his Lightning Seigneur Astral Soul.
Qin Wentian felt his entire body going numb. He also circulated his Divine Energy to his eyes, yet his body was still flung backwards from the impact.
At the same time, Luo Qianqiu's footsteps slashed across the ground as he was forced backwards. He couldn't help but stare in bewilderment at the Divine Glove on Qin Wentian's hands.
Lifting his head, Luo Qianqiu could feel that the demonic Qi was getting stronger and stronger. He could even see demonic beasts madly sprinting towards him. Involuntarily, he shouted, "Retreat!"
As the sound of his voice faded, those who had survived the pursuit of Qin Wentian all retreated. However, Luo Qianqiu once again advanced towards Qin Wentian. Before he retreated, he had to kill this brat first.
Qin Wentian swallowed the blood he was about to spit out when he saw Luo Qianqiu approaching. The Divine Energy in his body started to churn violently. Luo Qianqiu's strength was too strong, and the disparity between their cultivation bases was too great. Luo Qianqiu was at the peak of the 7th level of Arterial Circulation.
He could deal with Yanaro, who was at the 7th level of Arterial Circulation, but the disparity between him and Luo Qianqiu was too great.
"Go." Luo Qianqiu landed in front of Qin Wentian as he blasted out with his palms. Qin Wentian only felt a lightning-type Zun rushing towards him, he had no way to defend against it.
Gathering all his strength, Qin Wentian blasted out with a palm strike. However, he could feel his palm strike being destroyed unceasingly. Finally, a terrifying Mandate of Lightning penetrated into his body, causing him to be flung through the air once again, before slamming heavily onto the ground. His entire body no longer had the slightest bit of strength left.
Luo Qianqiu saw a group of demonic beasts madly sprinting towards him. He turned and fled at an extremely fast speed, causing rumbling sounds to echo unceasingly. This was the sound of the demonic beasts trampling on the ground. A demonic beast landed beside Qin Wentian, lowering its head and glancing at Qin Wentian. After which, it took a detour around Qin Wentian's body and continued its mad dash forward.
Very quickly, more and more demonic beasts dashed towards Qin Wentian. However, none of these demonic beasts dared to trample on Qin Wentian's body. Instead, they took a detour around Qin Wentian.
Qin Wentian could sense all of this. He felt as though he was about to die. His consciousness was already drifting about, as though it was difficult for him to regain his consciousness.
"If my consciousness dissipates, I will die. I have to live on."
In Qin Wentian's heart, an incomparably strong conviction surfaced. He couldn't die.
How could he die before he could exact his revenge?
His father, Qin Chuan, was trapped in the Black Stronghold, how could he die?
After Sister Yao left, he might fall into a dangerous situation at any time. How could he die?
If he died, how could he face the gratitude of Teacher Mustang? If he died, how could he face the care and concern of Senior Sister Luo Huan? If he died, Fatty would most likely be bullied by those from the Knight's Association.
Qin Wentian, he couldn't die. His consciousness couldn't dissipate.
At this moment, an extremely powerful demonic beast appeared beside Qin Wentian. It was the Blackwind Condor. Its body was covered with phoenix feathers, and its eyes were as sharp as swords.
The Blackwind Condor lowered its head and stared at Qin Wentian. Its sharp eyes flickered with uncertainty, as though it was contemplating something.
Qin Wentian could sense the presence of the Blackwind Condor. It was as though the Blackwind Condor had grown eyes, and could see everything in the surroundings. As long as the Blackwind Condor willed it, he would die a miserable death on the spot.
"I can't die."
The conviction in Qin Wentian's heart grew stronger and stronger. Abruptly, it was as though a dreamforce was born. Abruptly, he and the Blackwind Condor appeared in a unique space.
The Blackwind Condor froze, as a look of bewilderment flashed in its eyes.
"Dreamscape." The Blackwind Condor stared at Qin Wentian. It was as though Qin Wentian could hear its words. He didn't want to die in the Dark Forest. His intense conviction had actually allowed him to step into the second level of the Dreamcast Art, the Dreamscape.
This was Qin Wentian's dream. He had created a dreamscape, and the Blackwind Condor had been dragged into it as well.
With the Blackwind Condor's strength, it could forcibly tear apart the dreamscape and retreat. However, it didn't.
"What kind of bloodline do you have in your body?" The Blackwind Condor was able to communicate with Qin Wentian because this was Qin Wentian's dream.
"I don't know." Qin Wentian shook his head.
"Then who are you in the Chu Country? Why do you have the Dreamcast Art?" The Blackwind Condor asked again. The Dreamcast Art was extremely rare in the Chu Country.
Only now did Qin Wentian understand that the intelligence of the demonic beasts in the Dark Forest was much higher than what he had imagined.
"I'm Qin Wentian from the Sky Harmony City of the Chu Country. As for the Dreamcast Art, it's a cultivation technique passed down to me by an elder of mine." Qin Wentian cautiously replied. The Blackwind Condor muttered to itself for a moment before continuing, "You've suffered heavy injuries, yet you didn't die. Not only that, you also have such a powerful bloodline. Let me gift you a stroke of good fortune. Whether you live or die, it's up to you."
After speaking, the Blackwind Condor tore apart the dreamscape. After which, Qin Wentian felt himself soaring up into the air, as the Blackwind Condor grabbed onto him with its talons, and flew towards the depths of the Dark Forest.
After the departure of the Blackwind Condor, the demonic beast tide also began to recede. It was as though the Blackwind Condor was the leader of the demonic beast tide.
Very quickly, the Dark Forest returned to its former tranquility.
In the air, there were experts riding on demonic beasts.
"Qingcheng, where are you?" An old man riding on a griffon asked. Mo Qingcheng's beautiful eyes flickered as she replied, "I'm not sure. I was intercepted by Chu Tianjiao, and Luo Qianqiu chased after Qin Wentian."
"Luo Qianqiu again." A cold glint of light flickered in the eyes of the old man. Beside him, there was another expert. It was none other than Ren Qianxing.
"This Chu Tianjiao's actions are crazy and audacious, and he dares to do anything. Not only that, he's also very close to that person. If he were to become the Emperor Star Academy, I'm afraid that in the future, the Emperor Star Academy would be in danger."
Ren Qianxing spoke in a low voice, as he cast his gaze towards the depths of the Dark Forest.
"Qianxing, just like what Qingcheng said, Qin Wentian's talent is in no way inferior to Luo Qianqiu's. Not only that, he's also someone who values relationships. Now that I'm in a desperate situation, if he survives, the Emperor Star Academy will definitely do its best to support us." The old man spoke, causing Ren Qianxing to nod his head. "I've already planned to include him in my plans. If he survives, the Emperor Star Academy will pave the way for him."
As the sound of his voice faded, they continued their search in the depths of the Dark Forest. However, they still couldn't find any traces of Qin Wentian, not even his corpse.
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