Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio
Sword Glow Drifting
Kill Qin Nan!
Every cultivator at the scene, regardless of their cultivation, clearly knew that the South-Heaven Sacred Ground was planning to kill Qin Nan.
However, no one had expected that such a terrifying killing trap would be set up.
"It's almost impossible for him to resolve the situation and take part in the God Horoscope Contest."
Many ancient existences could not help but exclaim after collecting their thoughts.
"Let's hope Martial Serendipity and the others can handle it."
Some ancient existences who were willing to lend Qin Nan and the others a hand were extremely nervous.
"Qin Nan is done for this time. He will either die, or he won't even dare to take part in the God Horoscope Contest."
Among the dojos, Xiao Yunjue let out a hollow laugh on the first dojo.
After what happened at the Dao Origin Heavenly Mountain, his hatred toward Qin Nan had reached a very deep level. He was constantly thinking of killing him.
"Who can he blame? He only has himself to blame. "
Wan Fenghun, Jiang Kongzhou, Li Qimo, and the rest of the geniuses, including Emperor Wu, spoke.
The former was determined to kill Qin Nan, while the latter did not want Qin Nan to interfere with their God Horoscope Contest.
After all, with Qin Nan's outstanding cultivation, it would be a great disaster for them if he really took part in the God Horoscope Contest.
Zhuang Cidao and Su Qingning did not speak. Their faces darkened instead.
Even though they were once defeated by Qin Nan, they still hoped to have a chance against Qin Nan after cultivating diligently for over nine years.
"He only has himself to blame? Once the God Horoscope Contest begins, I shall see what the famous genius Emperor Wu is capable of. "
Princess Miao Miao's eyes, which were like those of a celestial being, turned incredibly cold.
"I want to see it too."
Both Tang Qingshan and Gong Yang emitted killing intent from their bodies, especially the former. Many of the genius Emperor Wu's expressions changed, and they subconsciously took a step back.
"Princess …"
The expressions of Xiao Yunjue and the others stiffened slightly. They did not expect that under such circumstances, the three of them would still protect Qin Nan.
Emperor Wu and the other geniuses from the First Daoist Rite were not the only ones who spoke up.
The ancient existences, the Martial Gods of various factions, the Martial Monarchs, and the rogue cultivators were discussing Qin Nan.
However, what no one knew was that …
On the ancient ship, inside a magnificent palace, as an ancient formation was activated, a few figures appeared.
"Junior Sheng Tianjing is here to welcome the seniors."
Sheng Tianjing stepped forward and cupped his hands. There was no dissatisfaction or arrogance on his face.
If the people in the Land of the Deceased Gods saw this, they would be utterly dumbfounded.
Sheng Tianjing was once the top genius of the Canglan Continent before Qin Nan's rise. He was still second only to Qin Nan.
"A mere Martial Monarch dares to stand in front of us? I won't kill you today since you're Elder Lu's man, but remember, you must kneel down on one knee! "
A prideful voice could be heard as a giant hand reached out and grabbed Sheng Tianjing's shoulder, pressing down on him.
"You …"
Sheng Tianjing was startled.
Even though these people were the experts of the Nine Heavens, how could he, Sheng Tianjing, possibly kneel down on one knee?
However, as soon as he circulated his Emperor Qi, he was suppressed by an extremely terrifying force, causing his entire body to stiffen. With a bang, his left leg couldn't help but kneel on the ground.
"This …"
Sheng Tianjing's heart was filled with astonishment.
After cultivating for over nine years, his cultivation had long reached the eighth-layer Martial Monarch Realm, and his Martial Arts Realm had reached a higher level. He could even kill a peak Martial Monarch.
It was reasonable if his opponent had used the force of the Martial God Realm, but most importantly, his opponent was only using the force of the Martial Monarch Realm.
"Fellow cultivators, please forgive me for not being able to welcome you in person."
Martial God Tiandu's voice immediately appeared with a respectful tone.
"Tiandu, right? You don't have to be so courteous. "
One of the cultivators spoke while his eyes flickered with immortal flickers. He glanced at the Land of the Deceased Gods and said disdainfully, "It's just a Martial Monarch, why are you putting in so much effort? I really don't understand what you're thinking. "
"That Martial Monarch is called Qin something Dao? Oh my, I can't remember. "
"HAHA, Third Sister, that guy is called Qin Nan, the top genius of this continent."
"Top genius? I wonder if he can survive ten moves from me. "
The cultivators spoke among themselves without concealing their disdain.
If it weren't for the fact that Qin Nan had a certain authority in the Lu Clan and promised them great benefits, they would never be willing to come to the Secondary Lower Realm just to deal with a so-called genius Martial Monarch.
They would surely be mocked by the other members of the clan if they learned about it.
Meanwhile, in the Land of the Deceased Gods...
Half an hour had passed. Only a few thousand breaths were left. Qin Nan and the Anti-Heaven Alliance had yet to show up.
"Eight hundred breaths left!"
"Is Qin Nan going to show up?"
"It would be strange if he showed up. Isn't he going to get himself killed?"
"I don't think so either. No matter how dumb he is, he wouldn't come here just to get himself killed!"
"(Sigh), such a pity. If he could achieve the Martial God Realm, his cultivation would surely reach a terrifying level!"
The rogue cultivators could not help but discuss among themselves.
Many of the cultivators who had been hoping for Qin Nan to create more miracles deep in their hearts could understand why, but for some reason, they still felt a sense of loss and helplessness.
If even Qin Nan couldn't do it, what chance did they have?
Soon, only fifty breaths were left.
Even the ancient existences, the experts of various factions, and the Martial Monarchs shook their heads.
As for the South-Heaven Gate, the God Ranking, and the Monarch Ranking, their expressions remained the same. It did not matter if Qin Nan showed up or not. They had already set up the trap.
If he showed up, he would die.
If he didn't show up, it would be the same as death.
"Only ten breaths left!"
An ancient existence could no longer sit still. He rose to his feet and clenched his fists.
None of the cultivators present spoke a word as they stared at the scene before them.
Even though they assumed Qin Nan would not show up, they still wanted to witness the outcome with their own eyes.
"Only two breaths left!"
An ancient existence who had once helped Qin Nan turned pale.
Could it be that everything was going to end here?
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