Ancient Godly Monarch

Qin Wentian didn’t feel too surprised. Since he had already stepped into the Immortal Martial Realm, it was destined that he would run into these people sooner or later.

Before this, the eighty-one selected individuals each went off to a different floating bridge without facing each other. But no matter if it was the test of the black jiao python, the test of the ox demon, the test of the cavern of life and death, or that final battlefield, danger was extremely real and even Qin Wentian would have died if he was not careful.

The Immortal Martial Realm was also known as the burial place of geniuses, and indeed it did match up to its name. Now, this would be merely the true beginning of the fantastic clashes among the geniuses after they exited their respective floating bridges.

Qin Wentian, who was looking at the Saint Child of the Supreme Demon Sect instantly shifted his gaze to the top of the pagoda. The piercing beam of light was simply too bright, Qin Wentian couldn’t tell what was hidden there. What he and the others saw was just an exceedingly powerful beam of light radiating from there.

“Is there an even stronger treasure there?” Qin Wentian speculated.

“Sir Qin, what do you think is at the top of the pagoda?” Lin Xian`er asked with a smile.

“Xian`er you were here before me, could it be that you have no idea as well?”

Lin Xian`er shook her head, her mouth twitched with traces of depression as she replied, “This pagoda is simply too unusual, we are unable to discern what the item on the top is from the ground. The only way to find out is to ascend it step by step, climbing to the peak.”

Qin Wentian’s countenance flashed with a bewildered expression when he heard these words. He then seriously glanced at the light radiating from the top of the pagoda that enveloped the entire building. However, the other geniuses merely stood their ground and weren’t doing anything. Evidently, climbing to the top of this pagoda wasn’t so easy and if it wasn’t for that, these geniuses would have already started to contend against each other.

“How do we ascend?” Qin Wentian asked.

“Very simple, just walk on the path around the pagoda and it will lead you upwards. However, Sir Qin, you must remember this; you cannot attempt it without being fully prepared because the instant you take the first step, everyone else would ascend together with you at the same time. And at that moment, their attacks would all directly blast at you,” Lin Xian`er meticulously explained in a gentle voice.

Only now did Qin Wentian notice that the other eleven geniuses were all maintaining their posture. Nobody moved, all of them were quietly standing there. Evidently they had already contended against each other before this and were now waiting for an opportunity.

The Saint Child of the Supreme Demon Sect exuded a killing intent targeted at him. But despite his desire to kill Wentian, the saint child didn’t move, only standing there at his original position.

“Since I’ve already came here, I might as well test it out.” Qin Wentian’s eyes flickered with a bright glow. After which he stepped out on the path leading to the top of the pagoda.

The pagoda was very high, and at the instant Qin Wentian stepped onto the path, the other eleven geniuses instantly acted.

“Foolish act,” the Saint Child of the Supreme Demon Sect snorted coldly as overwhelming amounts of demonic qi radiated from him.

Qin Wentian entered the area illuminated by the silvery glow from the top of the pagoda. The brilliant light cascaded down on him, causing Qin Wentian to feel a boundless pressure pressing down. There was a pathway upwards that led to the top and the instant he stepped upon the first step, the others all ascended by one step together.

Qin Wentian started in astonishment, he actually could view all the silhouettes of all eleven geniuses clearly in his eyes.

“Sir Qin, be careful. In this place, any attack you send out would blast towards the others on the path. But this holds true for the attacks of others as well.”

The instant Lin Xian`er’s voice sounded out, the Saint Child of the Supreme Demon Sect had already unleashed an attack. This was a blood-colored palm imprint that contained a savage violent demonic energy that exuded an extremely intense destructive power. Instantly, the blood-colored palm appeared before Qin Wentian, blasting forth towards him.

Not only Qin Wentian, at this moment everyone was faced with the same attack.

Qin Wentian’s palms turned crimson as he lifted them, blasting forth with an attack of equal magnitude. An explosive sound thundered out as both the palm imprints collided in mid air. Although the saint child’s attack was cancelled out, the impact from the collision jolted Qin Wentian so bad that his entire arm was trembling involuntarily.

However this was just the start, and just as Wentian defended against that blood palm imprint attack, yet another dazzling saber light flashed and chopped right at him. This beam of light was as fast as lightning, slashing down aiming for the center of his head, wanting to split him in half.

Qin Wentian’s eyes narrowed. He lifted his hands and blasted upwards. Although the saber light split apart the palm imprints, the saber light also faded away.

However, this bout of engagement was far from reaching its end. Qin Wentian finally understood why Lin Xian`er cautioned him to be careful.

After that, four to five powerful attacks continuously fired over, causing Qin Wentian’s qi and blood to rumble, there was no rest at all. However, the other participants save for the one attacking were all suffering from the same attacks. The only way to negate this was to retaliate back and in this taxing fashion, the weakest among them that was unable to endure the barrage of attacks would be the first to be eliminated.

A notion flashed through Qin Wentian’s mind. Before he arrived was there already someone that died? Although there wasn’t any corpse to prove his theory, if someone were to be blasted with attacks from these people, it made sense that nothing would be left behind.

“Sir Qin, best be careful now…” a melodious voice drifted over. After which, Lin Xian`er’s silhouette directly appeared within his sea of consciousness.

The sound of a soul-stirring melody permeated his heart. Even in this illusion-scape filled with killing intent, one would still pause and admire the music.

“Pu…” In the midst of that melody, a musical note filled with killing intent suddenly erupted out aiming straight for his throat. Even though Lin Xian`er warned him, Qin Wentian’s reaction was still slower by half a beat. A blood-red halberd struck out slashing the musical note apart, after which he shifted the trajectory as the halberd whistled through the air with blinding speed, aiming for Lin Xian`er, but Lin Xian`er had already vanished.

“Why are you not dead yet?” A voice of anger echoed out loud, causing his ear drums to vibrate incessantly. The next instant, it felt as though a myriad horde of demonic beasts was rushing over. Qin Wentian saw the Saint Child of the Supreme Demon Sect disappearing from his original spot, dashing straight at all of them.

“DIE!” The silhouette of the Saint Child magnified in front of Qin Wentian’s eyes, transforming into a demonic giant that blasted out with its tyrannical fist. Blood light flashed in the skies as hundreds of thousands of blood-colored demonic wolves manifested rushing over. Each of these wolves had blood-colored eyes, projecting an aura of fear that caused the hearts of people to involuntarily shudder.

Each of the participants went all out and clashed madly against the attack sent out by the Saint Child of the Supreme Demon Sect. A blood-colored demonic qi gushed out from Qin Wentian, towering straight up into the heavens, enveloping himself within. His physique gradually became larger, appearing like a descendent of an ancient primordial demon emperor. The loftiness in his eyes were unmatched, able to pierce the hearts of others and in the center of his brow, a third eye could be seen there gleaming with demonic light.

He wielded a blood-colored ancient halberd and was clad in a demonic armor. The Fiend Art Transformation technique had transformed him totally.

The gigantic Blood Halberd waved about, containing a boundless strength. Qin Wentian struck the halberd out through the air, and everywhere the halberd passed by, the space there would tremble as the blood wolves were destroyed from the crushing force within. The wave of his halberd created a tide of blood, that engulfed and devoured the attack before him.

“Sir Qin’s strength has grown stronger again,” Lin Xian`er’s gentle voice sounded out. She sat there on the path while playing the zither. Her stance was as though she was preparing for defense and wasn’t keen to continue attacking.

Beside Qin Wentian, Lou Bingyu moved. Snowflakes drifted down as a fearsome icy energy that could seal everything gushed out from her. Very quickly, this entire space was filled with snow. Qin Wentian shivered, staring at the ice-cold silhouette who stood at the center of them all. She was like a lonely yet proud plum that stood amidst and bloomed brilliantly in the winter snow.

She was Lou Bingyu, the favourite disciple of the Plum Mountain Sword Sovereigness.

“Chi, chi…” Not only did Qin Wentian feel cold, he also felt a destructive sword qi that melded perfectly within the snowstorm. The drifting snow was filled with the power of laceration, able to slice apart the defense of others, yet Lou Bingyu merely stood there silently, she didn’t actually unleash an attack.

Bzz!

Lou Bingyu moved, a cold glint akin to the light of winter snow slashed out as the storm of snow was infused with her killing intent.

With that single sword strike, it seemed so lonely yet proud while exuding a coldness unique to Lou Bingyu. Qin Wentian only saw Lou Bingyu turning, and dashing towards him. The snowflakes roiled up from her speed, transforming into a vortex that pierced unceasingly towards him. Each snowflake brimmed with power, intent on destroying his defense.

Qin Wentian could no longer see any sword light, he only saw a blanket of snowflakes zooming towards him. Each of the snowflakes were as sharp as a real sword.

Qin Wentian stomped the ground as his ancient halberd erupted forth once more. This halberd strike had no sound nor presence, penetrating through the vortex of snow. The instant the ancient halberd came in contact with the snowflakes, a terrifying pulsation energy exploded outwards in all eight directions, shattering the blanket of snow, and clashing directly against the heart of the vortex.

The ancient halberd directly froze. After which, cracks appeared on its surface and with a resounding boom, the ancient halberd completely shattered into pieces. But also, that vortex was also forcibly torn apart with its strength negated.

“The most favored personal disciple under the Plum Mountain Sword Sovereigness is truly extraordinary,” Qin Wentian mused. That sword strike of hers wasn’t unleashed with her strongest strength. He had held part of his strength back, and apparently, so did his opponent.

However, there was one among the other experts who could no longer withstand it, dying under the sword of Lou Bingyu.

All of a sudden, the pressure on their bodies disappeared, and after which he saw the rest simultaneously taking another step upwards. Only with the death of one participant would the others be able to lessen the distance to the peak by a single step.

Qin Wentian mirrored the actions of others, marveling in his heart as he stared at the blinding white-silvery glow at the top of the pagoda.

There were only eleven geniuses left, and was it destined that there would only be one that eventually walk all the way to the top?

In the Immortal Martial Realm, there were so many dangers and so many tests, the eventual survivors would definitely be the most terrifying demon-level characters among their peers, able to earn the label of an era-suppressing genius. What was the true objective of this Immortal Martial Realm then?

Could it be that the rumors in the Royal Sacred Region were real?

An immortal was looking for a successor?

There was a true immortal in the Immortal Martial Realm?

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