The Deepflame Immortal King sat there, staring at Gu Zhantian, staring at the young man who stood there arrogantly, staring back at him.
At this moment, the self-confidence in Qin Wentian's eyes made it seem as though to him, fighting against Blackpeak was an extremely easy task. This was a battle he would definitely win, a battle to humiliate him, the Deepflame Immortal King.
The Deepflame Immortal King was speechless, he didn't say anything. He only glanced at Blackpeak, hoping that his disciple wouldn't disappoint him.
Blackpeak walked towards the battle platform step by step. Even before he stepped on the platform, a terrifying aura gushed forth from him. An abyss of destruction manifested, as terrifying abyssal flames that could devour everything appeared. The black-colored light radiating from it caused people to feel a deep sense of dread.
"Different cultivation levels, suppress each other." Dongsheng Ting spoke. An instant later, an immortal king waved his hand. In an instant, a terrifying diagram manifested in the air space above Gu Zhantian. This diagram directly enveloped the entire area and in an instant, Blackpeak and Qin Wentian both felt a sense of suppression. Their cultivation bases were now the same level.
Blackpeak's constellation manifested as his aura grew stronger and stronger. His palms stretched out, exuding a terrifying black-colored destructive energy, causing the hearts of those who saw it to tremble.
"Blackpeak followed the Deepflame Immortal King to temper himself, cultivating in the outside world and receiving the guidance of the Deepflame Immortal King, his attacks would surely be extremely terrifying. As for this Qin Wentian, he's also an existence that no one can see through and has shocking potential. Before this, Qin Wentian once humiliated Blackpeak, saying that he spared Blackpeak's life. Let's see if Blackpeak can wash away that humiliation with this battle."
The spectators only saw that the two of them didn't move, but the auras they exuded grew more and more ferocious, growing stronger and stronger.
Strands of abyssal black mist circulated around Blackpeak. The destructive energy contained in his palms grew stronger and stronger, as though his constellation wanted to devour the heavens and earth into the abyss.
"Those arrogant words you said earlier, if you can't prove them with your actions, how are you going to continue living in this world?" Blackpeak walked forth step by step. Every single step he took gave off a feeling of extreme danger.
At this moment, Qin Wentian's aura also gushed forth ferociously. The violet-gold suppression constellation shone resplendently as a silhouette of light floated behind him, exuding a heaven-suppressing might. With a thunderous boom, his entire body radiated a dazzling light as he unleashed his battle art. His entire body was shrouded in a resplendent light, resembling a god of war.
"Boom!" There seemed to be a roaring wave coming out of his body, buzzing. The halo on Qin Wentian's body became even more dazzling. He released the second battle art, and the power of his body increased by several times.
"What secret art is this? It seems like Gusu Tianqi has also cultivated this energy before."
"Eastern Sage Cliff." Those experts from the Dongshengxian Gate all understood when they saw this scene. They naturally knew what the battle art Qin Wentian unleashed signified. This was an immortal art left behind by an extremely powerful immortal king of the Dongshengxian Gate. Only those with extremely high comprehension abilities would be able to comprehend it.
"In such a short period of time, he was actually able to comprehend two battle arts at the same level as Gusu Tianqi." Someone spoke in a low voice.
"This battle art is different from the other places in the Eastern Sage Cliff. It purely relies on one's comprehension ability. Many people have immersed themselves in it for many years yet they still couldn't even see the surface of it. This has nothing to do with the amount of time they spent in it. For those with inferior comprehension abilities, they wouldn't be able to comprehend anything at all."
"That's right, this Qin Wentian has comprehended the second battle art. His comprehension ability is extremely high."
Just as they were conversing, an even more resplendent light radiated from Qin Wentian. He seemed to have transformed into a true god of war. His entire body seemed to have undergone a transformation. Battle light enveloped him, as though he was clad in battle armor, incomparably resplendent and resplendent.
"Three levels!" The eyes of several immortal kings froze as they stared at Qin Wentian who was on the battle platform. Before this, Qin Wentian had also used battle arts, but this was the first time he unleashed the third level. In the short period of time he spent cultivating in the Eastern Sage Cliff, Qin Wentian had actually accomplished something many of his disciples would never be able to do.
"His comprehension ability is truly outstanding." Someone sighed.
At this moment, Blackpeak's countenance was extremely unsightly to behold. His aura grew stronger step by step as his destructive might towered up into the sky. His entire body radiated an aura of extreme danger. However, the aura radiating from Qin Wentian didn't grow stronger step by step. Instead, it grew stronger by several times, causing Blackpeak to feel a sense of trepidation in his heart.
A blood-colored light circulated around Qin Wentian's body. His eyes gleamed with a crimson light, exuding an incomparably demonic aura. With just a single glance, his Dreamworld Constellation manifested. Blackpeak only felt himself entering Qin Wentian's dreamworld as his countenance turned heavy. His aura which was still growing stronger was unceasingly suppressed by Qin Wentian's aura.
"At the same cultivation level, what do you have to fight against me?" Qin Wentian was incomparably cold and arrogant. On the surface of his body, runic light flowed. His body which was originally already incomparably resplendent, was unceasingly growing brighter and brighter, causing Blackpeak to feel a sense of unease. How many trump cards did this man before him have? How strong could he be?
"RUMBLE ~" Qin Wentian's body expanded to a hundred meters in size as he stared down at Blackpeak. At this moment, Blackpeak seemed so tiny in front of him, as though he couldn't even be mentioned.
What did Blackpeak have to fight against Qin Wentian?
In terms of astral souls, one could say that Qin Wentian wouldn't be at a disadvantage when facing against anyone. His constellation was strong and not weak; his bloodline was stronger than Blackpeak's; the three-level battle art, the Fiendgod Body Refinement Art, his body covered in divine inscriptions … all of these trump cards combined together caused Qin Wentian to transform into a demonic god. Just by standing there, he gave off an incomparably terrifying pressure.
Blackpeak inclined his head and stared at Qin Wentian. His heart was constantly changing. As Qin Wentian's aura grew stronger, his self-confidence grew weaker and weaker.
At this moment, he no longer had the conviction to press onwards. In addition to the fact that he was already defeated by Qin Wentian at the Eastern Sage Cliff Range, there was already a shadow in his heart. His conviction was slowly being nibbled away, destroyed.
"BOOM!" Qin Wentian took a step out as a thunderous bell chime rang out, causing Blackpeak's heart to pound as well.
"What do you have to fight against me?" Qin Wentian spoke again, his voice akin to thunder from a clear sky, blasting into Blackpeak's eardrums. In the center of his brows, an incomparably demonic light flashed as a third eye appeared. In just an instant, a blood-colored bolt of lightning directly shot into Blackpeak's sea of consciousness. Instantly, Blackpeak felt a supreme pressure from Qin Wentian attacking his will.
"Suppression!"
Qin Wentian's palm imprint blasted downwards. Terrifying runic light circulated within the palm imprint, containing a fearsome suppression law energy, causing the entire space to tremble. This energy was able to suppress the heavens and earth, the Fiendgod Heavenly Suppression Art was able to kill immortals and devils.
Thunderous roars of rage rang out. Blackpeak's will struggled, but when he broke free from Qin Wentian's will attack, he only saw that terrifying palm imprint slamming down with unstoppable force.
Blackpeak's countenance was pale white. At this moment, he actually felt as though he couldn't defend against this attack. It was as though the supreme conviction he had gathered earlier had been completely shattered at this instant. Blackpeak roared in rage as a destructive might surged upwards, blasting towards the void. However, under the attack of the gigantic palm imprint that seemed capable of suppressing everything, it was directly reduced into nothingness.
That palm imprint was too fast, so fast that it transformed into divine might, like a divinity wanting to destroy Blackpeak.
Blackpeak's lips curled up, he was about to concede.
"BOOM!" An earth-shattering bell chime rang out. The timing was incomparably accurate, it was as though Blackpeak's voice rang out at the same time. The terrifying bell chime directly drowned out Blackpeak's voice, as though Blackpeak didn't even speak at all.
Abruptly, an expression of despair flashed on his face. A thunderous boom rang out as the earth trembled violently. The entire Ancient Zhantian was trembling as the bell chimes continued reverberating through the air. It was like the echo of the earlier bell chimes, reverberating through the air. That echo was like the death knell of death.
The gigantic palm imprint completely engulfed Blackpeak. The eyes of everyone widened, they didn't dare to believe this scene before their eyes.
Blackpeak, the disciple of the Deepflame Immortal King, was actually killed by Qin Wentian with a single strike?
The Fiendgod Heavenly Suppression Art was able to suppress and kill immortals and devils. In addition, Qin Wentian used the three levels of the Fiendgod Heavenly Suppression Art as well as many other trump cards. He wanted Blackpeak to die directly on the Ancient Zhantian Platform, not giving him any chance at all.
This battle, was for the sake of taking Blackpeak's life.
"Hu …" Staring at that incomparably gigantic frame, even immortal kings felt a sense of fear in their hearts. Blackpeak was the personal disciple of the Deepflame Immortal King, yet he was killed by this young man with a single strike. Qin Wentian truly dared to kill him.
Also, given their judgement, how could they not have discovered that earlier Blackpeak was shouting for him to concede? However, Qin Wentian was bent on taking his life, hence he used the bell chime to drown out Blackpeak's pleas for help.
Qin Wentian had steeled his heart, he wanted to kill his opponent no matter what.
And he did it. With just a single strike, he took Blackpeak's life, not even giving him the slightest chance of survival.
This was simply a ruthless slap to the face of the Deepflame Immortal King in front of everyone. In fact, he even stepped on the face of the Deepflame Immortal King, using the most direct and brutal method to trample and humiliate him.
Didn't the Deepflame Immortal King look down on Qin Wentian? Didn't he say that it was impossible for Qin Wentian to enter the top three?
In that case, what about the disciple of the Deepflame Immortal King? I, Qin Wentian, in front of everyone, on the battle platform, I used a single strike to kill your disciple.
The Deepflame Immortal King truly felt pain from being trampled on. Earlier when he first saw Qin Wentian, he didn't care about Qin Wentian at all. But now, he was completely enraged. His anger wasn't because of Blackpeak's death. In truth, Blackpeak was killed by Qin Wentian in the most direct and violent manner, causing him to feel hatred for his disciple Blackpeak. That useless fellow caused him, as his master, to lose all face.
His countenance turned black. This was especially so when Qin Wentian stood on the battle platform and stared at him from afar. Qin Wentian's attitude was like a victor, mocking him, an immortal king of a generation.
"The personal disciple of senior Deepflame Immortal King seems to be a little weak." Qin Wentian didn't bother about the expression on the Deepflame Immortal King's face as he spoke. It was as though he was trampling on the Deepflame Immortal King's face, and at the same time, stomping on it. This face was simply too painful!
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