In the eyes of the experts from the Royal Sacred Region, Grand Xia was basically a land of desolation, who would s.h.i.+ft their gaze onto a small remote country in a land of desolation? News of Qin Wentian vanished without trace from the Royal Sacred Region for quite a few months and many guessed that he was in close-door seclusion cultivation. As for those who received the invitations, they estimated the time needed to travel and started making preparations.

Di Tian, who was still in the immortal palace, still continued tempering himself madly by fighting the buried immortals.

At this moment, Di Tian was fighting against a middle-aged man clad in black armor. His opponent’s frame was muscular and st.u.r.dy and had a combat prowess as high as the heavens. Every time his palm imprints blasted out, this entire s.p.a.ce would be enveloped by the might of his palms, effortlessly killing all enemies within it. Although Di Tian couldn’t clearly tell which true intent of Mandates were used in the fusion, he could still see that the true intent of s.p.a.ce had something to do with it.

Di Tian wielded an ancient halberd and struck out with it furiously only to see an incomparably huge palm imprint blotting out the skies and sun, burying him within the s.p.a.ce to the extent where he couldn’t even see the outside world. In every fight, Di Tian was tortured half to death. If it isn’t for the fact that all these immortals were showing mercy, he would already have died countless times.

"Bzz!" Yet another palm imprint blasted out. Di Tian’s eyes turned cold as the halberd in his hands erupted outwards. In an instant, a resplendent glow circulated around, arcing through the skies, in a manner that resembled slas.h.i.+ng out and piercing.

"Chi, chi…"

A brilliant scar appeared on the incoming palm imprint. After the halberd sliced through the air, a formless destructive power spun like a vortex in all eight directions as the tyrannical destructive energy instantly exploded alongside with the palm imprint.

"Good job." The middle-aged man stepped out, punching out with a fist with an indomitable might that pressed down on Di Tian from the sky.

"Bzz!"

Di Tian directly soared upwards, crus.h.i.+ng out with his halberd. Every where his halberd pa.s.sed, the terrifying destructive energy containing immense strength would erupt. With a thunderous boom, the halberd landed onto the fist imprint, exploding it once again.

However, the attack speed of his opponent grew faster and faster as Di Tian’s counter attack became increasingly fiercer as well. The destructive energy ravaged this entire s.p.a.ce, it seemed as though both their energies had been compressed to the limits and was at an astonis.h.i.+ng level of power.

Finally when everything stopped, the middle-aged man retreated to one side and smiled at Di Tian. "Not bad, the power of your Sword Demonforce fusion intent has already surpa.s.sed that of the Illusory Demonforce and could be said that that was your strongest attack. Also, if you infuse this brand of energy into your sword techniques or palm arts, the might they are capable of unleas.h.i.+ng would increase exponentially."

"Mhm, it has finally been perfected. The pure attacking strength of the Sword Demonforce is fiercer compared to the Illusory Demonforce, yet it lacks the illusory aspect that creates confusion. It’s a type of energy that belonged to the pure power cla.s.sification." Di Tian nodded.

"Your rate of improvement is simply unbelievable. I’m truly antic.i.p.ating the day when you can defeat me." The st.u.r.dy and muscular middle-aged man laughed. Through these days, Di Tian’s rate of improvement had shocked all the immortals here. Maybe, there was really a chance that he could clear all the tests.

"I also hope to be able to clear the tests as soon as possible, gaining control of the immortal palace. If that’s the case, seniors wouldn’t have to endure the agony of being sealed any more." Di Tian sighed, as he turned. From a far, many pairs of eyes were staring at him and in these gazes, they were all filled with the light of hope.

This made Di Tian clenched his fist tightly, he definitely had to achieve it.

...

In Chu, Mo Residence, a great battle was on the verge of happening.

"Kill Qin Wentian!" The s.h.i.+ Ancestor issued an order. Instantly, the enemy experts soared upwards at the same moment, all of them unleashed their constellations as the sky itself was replaced by these dazzling celestial phenomena.

"STOP THEM!" Fairy Qingmei’s expression was incredibly unsightly. She advanced towards the s.h.i.+ Ancestor as she unleashed her Shadow Glamor Constellation.

"The choice you all have made was a foolish one." The w.a.n.g Ancestor stared at the Jiang Ancestor as he coldly remarked. After which, he rushed the Jiang Ancestor as ten-thousand feet of blade light emanated from his constellation, cascading down the sky.

"Hmph." The Jiang Ancestor snorted coldly as he flew up to meet the attacks. Right now, they could only hope that Qin Wentian still had a trump card up his sleeves. If not, this would truly be a very dangerous battle with no returns.

"Everyone in the Mo Residence, evacuate immediately." Mo Qingcheng stood in the air as she instructed. Those in the Mo Residence all felt extremely helpless, they could only choose to flee. In front of these experts, they didn’t even have the strength even if they wanted to help.

On Mo Qingcheng’s body, the glow of a resplendent white-colored flame radiated out of her. This flame soon enveloped her entire body, acting akin to an armor of flame, protecting her. A terrifying might of incineration gushed out from her, this was a defensive life-saving treasure that has both attack and defensive properties which was given to her by the Medicine Sovereign.

She retreated, protecting the courtyard which Qin Wentian was in but soon after, she couldn’t help but furrow her brows when she saw quite a few Celestial Phenomenon Ascendants rus.h.i.+ng her way.

Although they had nine ascendants on their side, their enemies still had more people after all. They could easily hold back the nine ascendants and send the excess to kill Qin Wentian. This was their number one mission.

Among these three ascendants, one of them was an ascendant from the Star-Seizing Manor, the second one was the Swordlord of Yan while the third ascendant hailed from the Demon Continent.

"Move out of the way." The voice of the Swordlord was extremely sharp. Instantly, boundless sword light cascaded from the sky as whistling sounds rang out unceasing. The buildings below were all lacerated into pieces as they started collapsing wherever the rays of sword light landed.

A dazzling halo of colored-flame manifested around Mo Qingcheng, enveloping Qin Wentian within, blocking him from the damage.

"How can you block the three of us? He will die for sure today." The Swordlord calmly spoke. After which, his hands folded into sword mudras as a sword coalesced from the astral light of his constellation. With a flick of his fingers, the sword manifested into nine, s.h.i.+ning with a resplendent glow as they shot towards Mo Qingcheng.

The flames of incineration that Mo Qingcheng’s armor was producing grew even more intense. Both her fists punched out in the air, penetrating the void as the flames of incineration swept over everything, colliding with the swords.

"Hmph." The ascendant from the Demon Continent snorted as he soared up the skies. It felt as though there were ten thousand demonic beasts rus.h.i.+ng towards Mo Qingcheng, wanting to trample her underneath this stampede. Mo Qingcheng’s countenance paled as the light from her flames was so intense that it felt she could even burn the heavens. She then directed the flames of incineration towards the beast tide.

At this moment, a stream of terrifying palm strikes directly blasted apart the protective halo of flames. That ascendant from the Star-Seizing Manor directly appeared above Qin Wentian. As he stared at Qin Wentian who appeared to be in a comatose state, killing intent flashed in his eyes. Resplendent light gathered on his palms, building up energy for a devastating attack.

However at this instant, that comatose Qin Wentian suddenly opened his eyes. A terrifying beam of coldness shot out, so cold that it even caused the ascendant of the Star-Seizing Manor to feel his heart s.h.i.+vering.

A third-eye appeared in the center of Qin Wentian’s brows as a fearsome spiral appeared in the depths of both his eyes. This entire world seemed to dim, becoming a s.p.a.ce of Qin Wentian’s creation as reality was drawn into the spirals in his eyes. After which, Qin Wentian slowly stood up as he transformed into a beam of light, killing his way towards the ascendant.

"SCRAM!" The Star-Seizing Manor ascendant roared in rage, blasting out with a palm. A thunderous rumbling sound rang out as the s.p.a.ce trembled as a violent destructive current ravaged his surroundings. The eyes of that expert flashed with sharpness as he jabbed his fingers into the center of his brows, as a brilliant burst of light erupted forth from both his eyes, forcing himself to wake up from this illusion. And as expected, the world regained its usual clarity. He cursed at himself for being careless, he had actually entered into Qin Wentian’s dreamscape earlier. Luckily he was powerful enough and had a strong enough will. If it was someone at the Heavenly Dipper Realm, just a glance from Qin Wentian would be sufficient to bring them into his dreamscape and there would be no way for them to extricate themselves from him.

But at this moment in reality, Qin Wentian had already stood up. He sliced his finger lightly across the demon sword, allowing his blood to dye it red as torrential amounts of sword qi towered up into the skies. A resplendent of light seemingly from an extremely terrifying energy source enveloped his body, transforming into a suit of armor.

"You want to kill me?" Qin Wentian brandished the demon sword and slowly walked forward in the air. His white robes fluttered in the wind and although he appeared weak, a single glance from him actually struck terror in the heart of the ascendant from the Star-Seizing Manor.

"Do you know how Ouyang Mutian died?" Qin Wentian asked. His voice seemed to contain a magical power that would cause fear to bloom in the hearts of those who heard it.

"He’s already a spent force, an arrow at the end of its flight. KILL HIM!" The Swordlord in the air commanded. Astral light cascaded onto the body of the ascendant from the Star-Seizing Manor as millions upon millions of palm imprints manifested from his constellation, slamming down from the sky. Qin Wentian slowly continued advancing, the storm of sword qi surrounding him lacerated each and every palm imprint that was descending from the air.

"Is that so?" Qin Wentian’s eyes flashed with ridicule as he continued his path.

"DIE!" A terrifying astral light emanated from the ascendant as he slammed out with an ultimate strike, even more radiant compared to the glow of constellations.

"ROAR!" An incomparably fearsome howl of a demonic being rent the air. A phantom-like figure separated itself from Qin Wentian as the blood-glow from it illuminated the heavens. This was a demon phantom with the form of Qin Wentian, it was none other than the Bloodline Protection ability.

The demon phantom blasted out with a strike, slamming his palms together against the palm attack as an overwhelming demonic qi swept over this s.p.a.ce. The ultimate palm imprint of the ascendant then exploded, causing him to tremble. What was that thing that had parried his strike?

And at this moment, Qin Wentian who had been advancing forward suddenly slashed out with his demon sword. The demon sword directly arced through the skies as a terrifying maelstrom of destruction appeared, so powerful that even the s.p.a.ce was vibrating, breaking apart every second.

This sword strike appeared extremely ordinary, yet it caused the ascendant of the Star-Seizing Manor’s heart to pound from terror.

Roaring in rage, the ascendant slammed out with both his palms, yet at the instant the palm imprints came into contact with the demon sword, they instantly disintegrated.

"Puchi!"

The demon sword pierced into the body of the Star-Seizing Manor’s ascendant albeit that it wasn’t in a crucial spot. However, a deep fear was etched on the features of the ascendant, despair was the only emotion that could be seen in his eyes.

The other ascendants who were fighting in mid air all turned their gazes over in that direction. Their eyes narrowed and under their gazes, that ascendant from the Star-Seizing Manor disintegrated slowly, transforming into nothingness.

Qin Wentian then retrieved the demon sword which hung suspended in the air. His eyes turned to the other enemy ascendants in the air as he coldly inquired, "Which of you still wants to kill me?"