Within the cauldron, Qin Wentian closed his eyes and comprehended. He discovered that the countless runes were all powerful innate techniques and treasured arts. Without a doubt, these were all immortal arts.
Other than the true dragon, the sovereign of the sky, the great roc, and the black tortoise, Qin Wentian also saw other ancient demon runes that transformed into shocking scenes.
The vermilion bird was covered in scarlet feathers, spitting out flames that could refine the heavens. With a single strike, its cry shook the heavens and earth.
The divine elephant transformed into a supreme demonic beast, able to trample the heavens with a single stomp.
The qilin battled the heavens, a god of slaughter with a supreme grace, a supreme demon king.
The roar of the true Hou caused the entire space to tremble, containing an apocalyptic might.
Primal chaos surged, time and space became illusory. He opened his mouth and swallowed. The boundless territory, heaven and earth, the void, everything was swallowed into his mouth, possessing unmatched might.
Demonic dragon, great roc, black tortoise, divine elephant, vermilion bird, qilin, true Hou, primordial chaos!
Within the cauldron, Qin Wentian saw the eight greater demons of the Supreme Ancient Immortal Realms. All of them had the power to destroy the heavens and earth. Boundless runes transformed into immortal arts that contained boundless might. Right now, Qin Wentian could only see these scenes, he had no way to comprehend even a fraction of them.
Maybe when he reached the immortal emperor realm, he would be able to comprehend the boundless might and unleash demonic arts that shook the heavens and earth. The sky was the king.
Qin Wentian entered a state of deep comprehension. Although his current cultivation base was limited, this supreme demonic art still stirred his heart. The treasured cauldron was an ancient treasure, and as long as he could comprehend a trace of its power, he would still be able to unleash terrifying might. It was the same as when he cultivated some supreme immortal arts at his current cultivation base, he would only be able to comprehend the slightest bit of them.
Qin Wentian immersed himself in his cultivation, unaware of the flow of time. There was a formation in the outside world, so no one could disturb him. After all, the secret of the Sacred Luminance was contained within the treasured cauldron. He had to proceed with caution.
In the City of Ancient Emperors, the commotion caused by the changes in the Immortal Ascension Rankings was still fermenting. However, on the second morning, another piece of news that struck like a bolt from the blue shook the entire City of Ancient Emperors, causing the hearts of everyone to tremble as they felt a chill running down their spines.
At this moment, countless experts were gathered in the Violet Sect. All of them were geniuses from all directions in the City of Ancient Emperors. Their gazes were fixed on the ground below, where a headless corpse could be seen. Traces of blood could be seen on the ground. This corpse was none other than Zi Daoyang's.
The news was true. Zi Daoyang had died, killed in the City of Ancient Emperors.
After he was defeated by Qin Wentian, he fell from the top of the Immortal Ascension Rankings. And now, he died here.
This was Zi Daoyang, the former # 1 ranker of the Immortal Ascension Rankings, the son of Zidi. Yet, he actually died in the City of Ancient Emperors and died in such a miserable manner. His head exploded, and even his bones weren't preserved properly. No one rejoiced, they only felt their bodies turning cold.
Who was the one who killed Zi Daoyang?
For a moment, the same question appeared in everyone's mind.
Who would kill Zi Daoyang?
Who had the ability to kill Zi Daoyang?
Who dared to kill Zi Daoyang?
"Was it Qin Wentian?" Someone asked. "Qin Wentian defeated Zi Daoyang head-on, and Zidi's immortal sense was destroyed by the law energy of the City of Ancient Emperors. In addition, Zi Daoyang was heavily injured and had to rely on a treasure to escape. If Qin Wentian chased him all the way to the Violet Sect, could it be that he was the one who killed Zi Daoyang?"
"Back then, Qin Wentian dared to kill Xuan Xing. He also dared to kill Zi Daoyang. His demonic beast companion just so happened to need Zi Daoyang's Brahma Heavenly Emperor's inheritance. There's a high possibility that he was the one who killed Zi Daoyang." Everyone speculated. Qin Wentian was the most suspicious.
"There's also a possibility that it was Mo Xie. Mo Xie has always been incomparably ruthless and is an extremely dangerous character. He also obtained the inheritance of the Brahma Heavenly Emperor. That day when Qin Wentian fought against Zi Daoyang, Mo Xie didn't show himself. It's very possible that he was the one who ambushed Zi Daoyang," someone else added.
Right now on the Immortal Ascension Rankings, only Qin Wentian and Mo Xie were ranked above Zi Daoyang. Their strength was terrifying, and if there was someone who could kill Zi Daoyang, the two of them would undoubtedly be the greatest suspects. Also, only the two of them would have the guts to do so. After all, not everyone would dare to touch the son of Zidi.
This news soon spread to the Qin Sect, and the hearts of the members of the Qin Sect trembled. They had never imagined that Zi Daoyang would be killed.
After Qin Wentian defeated Zi Daoyang, he immediately went into closed-door seclusion. It was impossible for Qin Wentian to kill Zi Daoyang. There were people who suspected that Qin Wentian wouldn't admit to it even if he killed Zi Daoyang.
After Qin Wentian ended his seclusion, he also learned of this news. Jun Mengchen and the others told him. Upon hearing that Zi Daoyang was killed, Qin Wentian's heart trembled. "It should be done by Mo Xie."
"Are you so sure?" Namhwang Yunxi stared at Qin Wentian.
"Have you forgotten about the battle in the Underworld Mountains? Mo Xie was just waiting to reap the benefits of the fisherman. When the Qin Sect fought against the Dongshengxian Gate, I challenged Mo Xie to a duel, but he didn't appear, nor did he express his stance. In addition to our strength, Mo Xie knew that it would be difficult for him to do anything. But Zi Daoyang is different. After that battle, Zidi's immortal sense vanished, and the hearts of the people in the Violet Sect have already scattered. According to what you guys said, Zi Daoyang is the only one left in the Violet Sect.
If Mo Xie wants to seize the inheritance, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him. "" That's right. Zi Daoyang was heavily injured by you. No matter which aspect he looks at, he's at an all-time low. If Mo Xie wants to seize the inheritance in the future, he will never have such a good opportunity again. " If Mo Xie wants to seize the inheritance, this is a once-in-a-lifetime opportunity for him. "Namhwang Yunxi acknowledged Qin Wentian's words. Mo Xie was a ruthless and ruthless character, he would definitely not give up the opportunity to seize Zi Daoyang's inheritance. If she was Mo Xie, she would also choose to act at that time.
"In that case, this Mo Xie is truly dangerous. Although Zi Daoyang was incomparably arrogant, he always fought us head-on every time," Jun Mengchen spoke.
Qin Wentian's eyes flickered. "Tell Little Rascal to be more careful. If Zi Daoyang was killed by Mo Xie, he would have already seized three of the nine inheritances. I'm afraid he wouldn't let Little Rascal's inheritance go either."
The speculations of the outside world persisted, but no one was able to confirm who killed Zi Daoyang. After that, those from the depths of the Underworld Mountains also returned, bringing with them disappointment. They found the Antiquity City, but just like what Qin Wentian had said, they had no way to enter. The Antiquity City had already closed, and they no longer had any chances to enter.
Time flowed by, the commotion caused by Zi Daoyang's death gradually subsided. Qin Wentian and the others were still busy with their cultivation. Namhwang Yunxi, Qing 'Er, and Jun Mengchen were also busy consolidating their cultivation bases. Now that they had already stepped into the ninth-level of Celestial Phenomenon, it was time for them to make preparations to break through to immortal-foundation.
For stellar martial cultivators at this level, their goal was to break through to the immortal realm.
In the blink of an eye, another two months passed. During these days, Qin Wentian was either consolidating his cultivation base, raising his strength in all aspects, or cultivating the supreme demonic arts and innate techniques in the treasured cauldron. The City of Ancient Emperors was no longer the same as when Qin Wentian rose up. It was like the time when Zi Daoyang ruled over the City of Ancient Emperors. The Qin Sect's position as the number one sect was unshakable. Qin Wentian was ranked first in the Immortal Ascension Rankings, and Mo Xie was ranked second in the Immortal Ascension Rankings.
In fact, eight of the top ten rankers were in the Qin Sect. Their positions were as stable as Mount Tai, and it was impossible for them to fight against each other. Hence, even if someone's strength underwent a change, their ranking wouldn't change.
The # 2 ranker, Mo Xie, seemed to have vanished without a trace. It had been a very long time since anyone had seen him. With regards to Qin Wentian's challenge, he also seemed to have turned a deaf ear to it.
Even now, whether Zi Daoyang died in the hands of Qin Wentian or Mo Xie was still a matter of debate.
The night was as still as water.
In the air, a black-robed figure fluttered soundlessly. A beam of light shot out from the black robe, resembling the light of a constellation as it cascaded downwards, entering the Qin Sect. Very swiftly, the beam of light vanished, and the black robe continued fluttering.
Little Rascal was currently lying in a courtyard, and the commotion was very loud. His entire body circulated with a light of seizing power, as though he was also cultivating. Powerful runic light flowed around his body, but Little Rascal didn't seem to sense any danger approaching him.
Because it was late at night, the majority of the Qin Sect's disciples were still cultivating. Borrowing the darkness of the night, no one noticed the black robe drifting downwards.
Not far away from Little Rascal, Purgatory seemed to have sensed something. His eyes opened as he stared at the sky. Abruptly, a towering light radiated from his body as he let out a long screech, instantly startling the entire Qin Sect.
However at the same instant, a saber materialized from the black robe. It was a terrifying devil saber made of darkness, directly cleaving downwards from the sky like a bolt of black lightning.
"Yi!" Purgatory's sharp claws directly stomped on the ground. Instantly, runic light illuminated the skies as the entire space lit up with resplendent light. It was as though there was a grand formation that transformed into a screen of light that enveloped this entire space. This was inscribed by Qin Wentian. After learning that Zi Daoyang had been killed, he had sensed the danger from Mo Xie and had always been on guard.
Little Rascal was already startled awake by the howl of purgatory. His body instantly shrunk as he retreated. The terrifying devil saber slashed down on the light screen, but it only paused for an instant before it directly slashed apart the formation, slashing towards Little Rascal. A thunderous boom rang out as a fissure appeared on the ground. Because Little Rascal had shrunk and retreated, the saber light slashed right in front of him. Just a little more and the saber light would have slashed through his head.
"RUMBLE, RUMBLE, RUMBLE!" Powerful auras gushed forth from the Qin Sect. However, the black-robed man had already descended with his devil saber. He directly slashed out again, causing boundless darkness to envelop the space before him. A talisman appeared in Little Rascal's claws and he directly crushed it. Immortal light flashed as a fearsome golden barrier manifested before him, containing a fearsome defensive might.
Qin Wentian and the others had plundered and killed countless experts in the City of Ancient Emperors, obtaining countless interspatial rings. Right now, they had many treasures, and all of them had protective treasures on them.
However, although these protective treasures were powerful, it was evidently insufficient. They couldn't withstand the might of the devil saber and were directly cleaved apart. With a howl of rage, Little Rascal transformed into a golden-winged roc and retreated with lightning speed!
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