Huge waves of commotion arose in the City of Ancient Emperors because of the Immortal Ascension Rankings.
Qin Wentian had led the Qin Sect to annihilate the disciples of the Dongshengxian Gate, and then defeated Zi Daoyang, ascending to the top. This was already shocking enough. Next, when the Immortal Ascension Rankings appeared, other than three people, the rest were all disciples of the Qin Sect. They were all friends of Qin Wentian, as well as demonic beasts. Such a ranking was too crazy, so crazy that it was hard to believe it was real.
Without a doubt, the Qin Sect had already become the number one sect in the City of Ancient Emperors. No one could shake their position. Most probably, just the eight of them alone were enough to sweep through countless powers.
Many people had personally witnessed Qin Wentian's strength. Ordinary geniuses in the City of Ancient Emperors wouldn't even be able to withstand a single strike from him. Even an existence like Xiao Lengyue wouldn't be able to withstand a single spear strike from Qin Wentian.
Qin Wentian told the people of the City of Ancient Emperors what it meant to be a legend.
A piece of news began to circulate throughout the City of Ancient Emperors. The reason why Qin Wentian and the others could rise so quickly was because they had entered an Antiquity City in the Underworld Mountains and obtained a miraculous encounter there. Not only that, Mo Xie had also entered the Antiquity City. Hence, they were ranked # 2, higher than Zi Daoyang. However, according to Qin Wentian and Namhwang Yunxi, the Antiquity City had expelled them because their cultivation bases were too low. Not only that, the ancient city was also sealed.
The disciples of the Qin Sect all headed to the Underworld Mountains to search, and so did the countless geniuses in the City of Ancient Emperors.
However, all of this had nothing to do with Qin Wentian, Zi Daoyang, and the others.
The night in the City of Ancient Emperors was extremely cold and desolate to Zi Daoyang. In the Violet Sect, numerous majestic buildings could be seen. This place was once known as the number one sect in the City of Ancient Emperors, and everyone who stood outside would feel reverence in their hearts when they looked at the Violet Sect. But now, the Violet Sect was completely empty, as though it had long been deserted.
Because of Zi Daoyang's defeat, as well as his abandonment of Xiao Lengyue, the Violet Sect's morale was shattered. The experts of the Violet Sect all fled to the ends of the earth.
In the silent night, Zi Daoyang sat cross-legged with his eyes closed in meditation. He circulated the energy in his body, gradually recovering from his injuries. Although that heaven-shaking spear strike from Qin Wentian had been blocked by an immortal-ranked weapon, the impact had still penetrated into his internal organs, heavily injuring him. He needed a period of time to recuperate.
Violet light towered up into the sky, enveloping his body. Zi Daoyang was completely immersed in his cultivation.
At this moment, in the Violet Sect, under the moonlight, there seemed to be a black silhouette quietly floating in the air. This sound didn't make the slightest movement. His entire body was wrapped in a loose black robe. This black robe was extremely large, it completely covered his entire body. It was pitch black, nothing could be seen. Furthermore, this silhouette didn't release any Qi, this black robe seemed to have covered his blood Qi.
The black-robed silhouette floated silently in the air, hovering an inch above the ground. He then continued floating forward, resembling a specter of the night. Even if someone stood right in front of him, it would be extremely difficult for them to sense his existence.
The direction this black silhouette was moving in was none other than Zi Daoyang's cultivation ground. Because he didn't release any aura, Zi Daoyang didn't sense it at all. He was still cultivating. The aura in his body rumbled unceasingly as violet light illuminated the sky. But even so, the senses of powerful stellar martial cultivators were extremely sharp. If they sensed an aura stealthily approaching them, they would easily sense it. This was especially so for an expert like Zi Daoyang.
But this time around, Zi Daoyang didn't sense it at all.
That black silhouette got closer and closer, fusing as one with the darkness of the night, as though he didn't exist at all. His silhouette had already floated to the outside of Zi Daoyang's cultivation ground, separated by only a wall.
At this moment, a voice drifted out from the training ground. Zi Daoyang retracted his aura as his eyes abruptly opened. His incomparably sharp senses made him feel that something was amiss, as though there was a sense of danger approaching.
Bzzz … A wisp of Zi Daoyang's aura gushed forth as a violet light swept out. In an instant, a formless fluctuation of his will, invisible to the naked eye, instantly engulfed the entire Violet Sect. Emptiness, there was nothing there. The fluctuation of his will directly penetrated through the black robe outside the entrance. If it was a corporeal body, it would have directly penetrated through the black robe. That black robe was the darkness of the night, and there was no one beneath it. There was only nothingness.
Zi Daoyang sighed. He didn't expect that after his defeat today, he would become so paranoid. When his will swept out, there was nothing at all.
Inclining his head, Zi Daoyang stared up at the sky before closing his eyes and continuing his cultivation.
Outside, the black robe quietly floated there, unmoving, completely fusing with the darkness of the night. This pause lasted for a very long time. Such endurance was truly shocking.
In the cultivation ground, Zi Daoyang's body was enveloped by the violet light as he wholeheartedly focused on his cultivation.
That black robe finally fluttered again, passing through the obstruction of the wall and directly facing Zi Daoyang. Not only that, the distance between the black robe and Zi Daoyang was less than a hundred meters.
Bzzz! A dazzling beam of light abruptly erupted forth as a towering violet light gushed forth from Zi Daoyang's body.
At the same instant, a saber abruptly appeared from within the black robe. This saber was like a bolt of lightning amidst the darkness, slashing out. It was too fast, so fast that it caused people to feel stifled. At such a close distance, there was no way to counter this saber.
Time seemed to slow down at this moment. Zi Daoyang's eyes flickered with astonishment. It was actually real, that feeling was actually real. However, his will didn't sense the existence of any aura. Even now, the black robe before him was still completely empty, yet a devil saber had appeared from within.
Puchi … The cruel saber of darkness directly slashed down, slicing Zi Daoyang's neck. Fresh blood splattered as terror and despair flickered in Zi Daoyang's eyes.
He, Zi Daoyang, was the top ranker of the Immortal Ascension Rankings, an invincible existence in the City of Ancient Emperors. Yet, he was actually being hunted here?
That devil saber shone with a terrifying black light, blasting into Zi Daoyang's body, destroying everything within. His neck was about to be severed, but it seemed as though his opponent still wanted him to have a single breath of life left.
The black robe flew backwards, hovering in the air as a black-clad silhouette walked out. This was a familiar silhouette. His eyes were so cold, so ruthless and emotionless.
"Pu …" Zi Daoyang wanted to speak, yet he coughed out blood unceasingly. His neck was also bleeding unceasingly, and at this moment, his head was tilted to the side. How could he still speak?
The black-clad silhouette stretched out a gigantic hand, directly pressing it onto Zi Daoyang's head. A terrifying runic light circulated, and in an instant, numerous black runes appeared in Zi Daoyang's body, flowing unceasingly into that gigantic palm. That pair of eyes calmly stared at Zi Daoyang, so calm that Zi Daoyang felt fear and despair.
Even now, he still didn't dare to believe that he was going to die. He was going to die in the City of Ancient Emperors.
He was Zi Daoyang, the son of Zidi, the top ranker of the Immortal Ascension Rankings. But now, he was going to be killed in such a cruel manner.
He, Zi Daoyang, was going to die!
From the start till the end, the black-clad silhouette didn't say a single word. He didn't give Zi Daoyang any chance at all. Finally, when Zi Daoyang was lying on the ground, the black-clad silhouette collected everything from Zi Daoyang's body. The black robe floated back, enveloping Zi Daoyang's body. An instant later, the black-clad silhouette floated in the air, and abruptly, a terrifying attack energy gushed forth from the black robe, blasting towards Zi Daoyang's corpse.
Accompanied by a thunderous boom, the black robe drifted away into the distance.
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In the Qin Sect, Qin Wentian was also cultivating. He was in his own cultivation ground, and had used a formation to seal it off. In this sealed space, a treasured cauldron sat there, but Qin Wentian's silhouette was nowhere to be seen.
Right now, Qin Wentian was inside the treasured cauldron.
Within the cauldron, rays of the Sacred Luminance cascaded downwards unceasingly. Qin Wentian stood with his hands clasped behind his back, bathing in the Sacred Luminance. He had already experienced the tempering of the Sacred Luminance, and the effects of the Sacred Luminance weren't as great as before. Right now, the main reason why he was cultivating in the cauldron was because he wanted to comprehend the innate techniques and treasured arts within.
Boundless runes were inscribed within the cauldron. Qin Wentian seriously observed them, trying to comprehend the power within.
"How many innate techniques and treasured arts are there exactly?" Qin Wentian's eyes were like lightning, staring at the boundless runes. They were profound and complicated, incomparably tyrannical.
Within these complicated runes, a terrifying baleful aura could be faintly felt. This treasured cauldron was akin to an ancient ominous cauldron, and the countless runes inscribed on it caused Qin Wentian to feel as though he was looking at a terrifying greater demon.
Qin Wentian closed his eyes and calmed his mind. The runes of the treasured cauldron were imprinted into his sea of consciousness. He was in the world of the treasured cauldron, and all the runes revolved around him.
"Dragon!" At this moment, Qin Wentian could faintly see a great demon true dragon proudly laughing at the nine heavens. It roared above the nine heavens, shattering the dome of the sky with a single strike.
"Divine turtle, it's the Black Tortoise." Qin Wentian's eyes flashed again, and it was as though he saw an incomparably huge divine turtle spiraling in the sky, unbreakable by all techniques.
"Roc!" Qin Wentian seemed to have seen a great roc soaring above the nine heavens. It was the sovereign of the sky, with a wingspan of 90,000 miles, and its speed was unparalleled. Who could compare to it?!
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