In the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect, everyone was a heaven chosen. Even for external disciples, only geniuses would be able to join the sect.

However, there was also the differentiation between the strong and the weak among geniuses. From the over 10,000 partic.i.p.ants of the thirteen prefectures, which among them aren’t genius characters? However, the disparity was too great, only 1,000 could join the Eastern Immortal Sage Sect as external disciples, 160 partic.i.p.ants as core disciples and three partic.i.p.ants as Sage Child characters.

All were geniuses but the disparity was simply too vast. Those geniuses from the thirteen prefectures that weren’t selected were no longer geniuses if placed in the perspective of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect.

Many heaven chosen might be able to awe an area, with combat prowess strong enough to tower into the skies. However, in front of characters that were much stronger than you, you would instantly become no different than the common crowd, and would even be easily killed off...just like this moment.

When the core disciple saw the resplendent battle halo around Qin Wentian, making it so that he resembled the descendent of a G.o.d-king and was a young king of war in his own right, even a character like the core disciple felt an intense pressure gus.h.i.+ng over him. Violet-gold astral souls were originally already extremely rare. He knew he didn’t have one himself, only Sage Child characters would have the possibility to have a violet-gold astral soul.

Also, this man was extremely arrogant stating that ‘how can disciples of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect cause him to have reverence and fear in his heart?’

Let alone disciples of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect. Qin Wentian didn’t even have any fear or reverence in his heart when he was facing off against the Deepflame Immortal King.

"SLAs.h.!.+" A terrifying blade light slashed down. Qin Wentian transformed into a wind roc as a blood-colored palm imprint blasted out. The suppressive might within directly smashed part the blade light. After that, the Star-Seizing Palm Imprint of his, which contained many marvelous energies within blasted out once more, slamming towards his second target. That person erupted with bloodline power as his constellation was utilized to the limit but he still had no way to defend against Qin Wentian’s attack.

At this moment, other than using immortal arts that contained the energies from the fusion of true intents and his constellations, he also utilized his bloodline power, in addition to the augmentation effect granted by the battle art. How imposing was the battle might exuding from him? For those on the same level, even if they are external disciples of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect, none among them would be able to defend against Qin Wentian.

Terrifying rumbling echoes rang out. The second disciple was crushed by the Star-Seizing Palm Imprint and died directly. The remaining two external disciples felt fear trembling in their hearts as they turned and fled away. As disciples of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect, their original mission was to hunt down these partic.i.p.ants. And this time, they ganged up on one partic.i.p.ant with all four of them; yet their fates ended up as either dead or fleeing away. This was an extraordinary humiliation.

However, the strength of this partic.i.p.ant was too overwhelming. There was basically no way to defend against him, they couldn’t even withstand a single strike. How can they even fight like this? They could only try their best to flee.

"You think you can run from me?" Qin Wentian snorted coldly. Both his palms blasted out in different directions, suddenly expanding abruptly as blood-colored battle runic palm strikes directly smashed onto the back of the two remaining disciples. They, who were fleeing midway felt something akin to law energy engulfing them as a look of despair flashed in their eyes.

How can this be? A mere partic.i.p.ant has such insane combat prowess? Also, he’s merely ranked #27 in the Cloud Prefecture. Although such a ranking could be considered pretty good in the Cloud Prefecture, when placed in the perspective of the entire thirteen prefectures, this ranking is equivalent to being pushed back to #300+ which basically means that he didn’t have the qualifications to become a core disciple. Yet, his attacks were so domineering to the point where they couldn’t even defend at all.

Along with two explosive booms, the two disciples directly fell over dead. The speed of these palm strikes were too quick, it was as though they could penetrate the void, achieving an insta-kill.

In the blink of an eye, the four external disciples which surrounded Qin Wentian were already dead. The only one remaining was the core disciple in golden robes. He stood there staring at Qin Wentian, yet waves of terror were already threatening to capsize his heart. Such tyrannical might, even if it was himself, he wouldn’t be able to achieve this.

Qin Wentian’s gaze also turned to him. His demonic pupils flickered with a towering battle intent and were so piercing that just a glance felt able to penetrate his opponent’s eyes.

"Now, do you still think you are qualified to cause me to have fear or reverence in my heart?" Qin Wentian spoke with cold arrogance before stomping down in the air. His battle halo shone resplendently as he emanated an aura unexcelled in this world.

"BOOM!"

At this instant, the aura of the core disciple soared to its peak in an instant. His body seemed to be cloaked with an incomparably gigantic demonic beast. The demonic beast was a golden demonic lion that exuded a terrifyingly baleful aura. There were even a pair of wings behind it and the lion was like a king among its kind, unexcelled in this world.

His body was enveloped by resplendent golden demonic lion armor and even his eyes turned golden, soaring up in the air. An indomitable force radiated from him, and although Qin Wentian’s strength might not be inferior to his, as a core disciple of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect, how could he fear to do battle.

He would do his very best, seeking to slaughter Qin Wentian.

The core disciple’s constellation manifested. It was a gigantic wing-type constellation large enough to blot out the skies. After which, it transformed into golden sharp swords that slashed out towards Qin Wentian with indomitable force contained within, able to break through anything.

The battle intent radiating from Qin Wentian stirred the heavens and earth. How could he fear this? His entire body was glazed in radiance appearing as though a battle armor enveloped him. The FiendG.o.d Body Refinement Art had also granted him an inconceivably tough physique. Runic light flashed resplendently, the him now should be able use any kind of techniques to overwhelm geniuses at the same level of cultivation as him.

Qin Wentian’s violet-gold astral soul was incomparably brilliant. His palms blasted out, as the winged golden swords cleaved down. Radiance illuminated the skies from the impact as sounds of collision rang out unceasingly. A dazzling golden glow erupted out in all directions as the surroundings were ravaged completely by the destructive shockwaves. The earth was ruptured, the rivers flowed in reverse, so powerful as though even the sky and earth would collapse.

"I really want to see how powerful you are." The core disciple activated the power of his bloodline as his entire body radiated with a dazzling light. All of his innate techniques were immortal-ranked arts, and the skies and earth shuddered, even ghosts and demons wailed when he unleashed his full power. His aura continued to soar, his courage mounting as the battle progressed.

Despite Qin Wentian utilizing a variety of techniques, the core disciple was still able to parry and exchange blows with him, seemingly not the slightest bit inferior at all. From this, one could see how strong a core disciple of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect truly is. In addition to that, the core disciple was proficient in many techniques and was extremely strong regardless of attack or defense.

At this moment, his wings broke the skies, slas.h.i.+ng out a gap in the air. After which, angry beasts galloped, smas.h.i.+ng outwards with earth-shattering might. Qin Wentian frenziedly defended, blocking one attack after another. Yet all of a sudden, a dazzling sharp sword stabbed out sneakily from the flurry of attacks unleashed by his opponent, directly stabbing towards Qin Wentian’s heart. It was as though it only needed an extremely short instant to claim Qin Wentian’s life away. This sudden attack was almost about to reach the position of Qin Wentian’s heart.

"GO TO h.e.l.l!" That core disciple roared in anger. However at this moment, bell chimes resounded outwards as an ancient bell suddenly manifest itself before Qin Wentian, blocking that sudden attack.

The bell chimes rang out endlessly, Qin Wentian’s blasted out in rage as one ancient bell after another directly smashed into his opponent’s body, the impact so powerful that it made the core disciple spit out fresh blood. After which, the core disciple only saw an incomparably gigantic ancient bell blasting towards him.

"BOOM!" A deafening sound thundered out, so loud that it could even shatter souls. Boundless calamitous lightning ripped into the core disciple’s body and in just an instant, his body shattered apart, dissipating in the wind, dead from the inconceivable might of the impact.

Qin Wentian was never a man of mercy. He could be extremely friendly to kin and friends, but if there were people who wanted his life, he would never show them mercy. As for having fear and reverence in his heart for these people? How ridiculous.

After killing the core disciple, his gaze abruptly turned to a certain direction. There were quite a few people there who were currently spectating what had happened.

However, Qin Wentian’s eyes were directly locked onto one person. The gaze of the man was sharp and filled with killing intent as he stared at Qin Wentian. "Fascinating, how fascinating."

This man was none other than Blackpeak. Right now, his aura was overwhelmingly powerful, overflowing with might.

Years ago, Qin Wentian and Blackpeak had already met each other once during the recruitment event held at the Royal Sacred Region. Back then he was already an eighth-level ascendant. After taking on the Deepflame Immortal King as his master, and undergoing years of cultivation with his guidance, although Blackpeak hasn’t broken through to the ninth-level, his aura was already at the absolute peak of eighth-level ascendants. Before this in the Eastern Sage Cliff, everyone was on the same starting point but this location was different. Blackpeak’s aura alone was sufficient to overwhelm Qin Wentian.

But even so, Qin Wentian’s expression was as calm as before. He naturally knew Blackpeak’s actual level of cultivation but he still chose to spare him when they were at the Eastern Sage Cliff. From this, one could see that in Qin Wentian’s heart, he couldn’t be bothered by this at all.

Qin Wentian indifferently glanced at Blackpeak before flicking his sleeves and walking away. This battle had already alerted quite a few people and most likely, he wouldn’t be able to cultivate in peace in this place anymore. He had to change to another location.

"Watch him for me." Blackpeak spoke. A fifth-level ascendant that was a disciple from the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect stood beside Blackpeak. Although Qin Wentian had already left, he could still see his location via the pinpoint of light. He nodded to Blackpeak, "I will monitor him."

"Help me summon elite disciples. I want the life of that man." Blackpeak icily spoke, his words causing the expression of the fifth-level ascendant to freeze. But after a moment, that ascendant nodded his head and took out a treasure. This treasure was the same type that was used by those who came before, the only difference was that the glow was much brighter. It shot a ray of light that acted like a beacon for disciples of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect to gather at this location.

Although there were elite disciples in this dimension, they usually wouldn’t act against partic.i.p.ants. However it seemed that Blackpeak, the disciple of the Deepflame Immortal King, had a very deep hatred with this particular partic.i.p.ant.

An instant later, several experts arrived at this location. There were people of all cultivation levels here, as well as elite disciples. One among the elite disciples turned and spoke to Blackpeak. "Blackpeak what are you doing here? Could it be that you are the one who issued the signal?"

"Earlier, five of your junior apprentice brothers were killed domineeringly by a certain someone. The death count includes a core disciple." Blackpeak stared back at the person as he spoke. The fifth-level ascendant beside him nodded in agreement with his word, they have indeed personally witnessed it.

"If that’s the case, this means that that partic.i.p.ant’s talent is not bad and he will surely be able to become a core disciple." That elite disciple replied.

"But I want him to die." Blackpeak coldly spoke. "Are you able to help me out? Gather people at the fifth-level of Celestial Phenomenon to hunt him in a group. Consider it as me owing you a favor."

Blackpeak couldn’t wait even a moment longer, he wanted Qin Wentian to die no matter the cost. He would rather owe a favor to others if it meant Qin Wentian’s death!