Chapter 1416: 1416
Chapter 1416: Gathering Storm
Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire
"You want me to die?" That expert from the Ying Clan laughed loudly . Dragon roars filled the sky as an incomparably gigantic manifestation of a true dragon actually appeared in the air, radiating an immense demonic qi and blotting out the sun . The dragon then transformed into his law domain, engulfing everything . In this space, everything seemed to bow in submission to his law domain .
"KILL!" The expert from the Ying Clan roared . The dragon swooped down, lunging towards Qin Wentian .
Qin Wentian's law domain erupted forth, augmented by the power of God's Hand . His law domain contained the capabilities to transform countless times . With but a will of intent, he willed a gigantic palm imprint to appear in the air . This palm imprint flowed with boundless runic light, capable of unleashing a million types of techniques as it slammed out towards the incoming dragon . As it blasted out, a devil saber materialized from it, wanting to slash the dragon apart .
This supreme saber contained enough might to tear the world asunder . It slammed into the dragon as the sound of slashing echoed out . The dragon was severed into two .
The face of the Ying Clan's expert changed . However, as an immortal king of one of the three great ancient clans, how could he merely depend on the power of his law domain? He gave a loud roar as a tyrannical aura gushed forth . He resembled a fiendgod and when he punched out, a total of nine dragons appeared, wrenching their maws open as they flew towards Qin Wentian .
Qin Wentian stepped out, similarly exuding an aura of tyranny . His palm imprint manifested another devil saber once more . The devil saber sliced through the void, moving with an indomitable force, crushing the maws of the dragons .
The saber continued forward, slashing towards that Ying Clan's immortal king . That expert's countenance paled . He hurriedly activated his bloodline power as his aura strengthened . His entire person turned golden, possessing an indestructible body as a golden giant dragon appeared behind him . As the saber light arced down, it failed to break his defense . As an expert from one of the three great ancient clans, how could he be weak? His attack and defense were both extremely powerful .
"HOW CAN YOU KILL ME?" That immortal king howled . He was like an absolute hegemon, his eyes flared with resplendent light, sparkling with arrogance . Although Qin Wentian's saber techniques were strong, he had cultivated in a golden indestructible body technique that was further reinforced by his powerful bloodline, allowing him to borrow the strength of true dragons . No matter how extraordinary Qin Wentian's combat prowess is, Qin Wentian would still have to die when facing him .
"I was merely playing around with you . " Qin Wentian smiled with contempt when he saw this, causing the other party to feel another rush of humiliation . Qin Wentian said he was just playing around earlier?
"Shameless and insufferable . " The immortal king of the Ying Clan sneered . However, he soon noticed the runic light radiating from Qin Wentian growing brighter and brighter, infusing Qin Wentian's law domain . Qin Wentian stood there with his hands behind his back, he was one with the giant palm imprint in the air, which circulated with countless flows of runic light . Gradually, numerous devil sabers materialized around the palm imprint, each possessing the power of destruction and suppression, capable of exterminating everything .
Qin Wentian stepped out again as his devil qi surged forth, powerful to an inconceivable extent . The numerous devil sabers all slashed down, each possessing an overwhelming might . This was especially so for the devil saber right in the center . It seemed to contain the essences of all these devil sabers .
"Die . " Qin Wentian spoke a single word, as the devil sabers descended through the air amidst the howls of anger from the Ying Clan's expert . The devil saber in the center suddenly disappeared as a light slicing sound rang out . The Ying Clan's expert died even before he could act .
"HOW DARE YOU?!" Icy roars rang out as the experts of the Ying Clan all rushed Qin Wentian . However, the experts from the Battle Saint Tribe released their terrifying auras, blocking the Ying Clan, protecting Qin Wentian .
"I've already killed him, what do you mean dare or not dare? Do you think I'm the same as you all? Only knowing how to engage in a war of words?" Qin Wentian glanced at the experts from the Ying Clan . "That person earlier from the Ying Clan was at the same level as me, yet he couldn't even withstand a single strike . The same goes for the Paragon Sword Sect as well . I wonder what qualifications do you all have? Daring to bark so loudly before me . This phoenix bone relic belongs to the strong . If you all want to start a war for it, I will gladly oblige . "
Now, Qin Wentian was also an immortal king expert, he naturally had the bearing of one . He had enemies all around the world, especially so in the eastern regions, the number of people who wanted his life was basically countless . He didn't mind making a few more . Since these people wanted to humiliate and insult him, he will use the most direct method to repay them, killing if he could kill, slaying if he could slay them . If he couldn't, he would wait until he grows stronger in the future before repaying all these debts .
On the path of the strong, retreating would only cause his opponents to be more and more overbearing . Sometimes, only by acting in a sufficiently dominating manner, would he cause others to fear and respect him .
"Peak-stage immortal king . " The experts of the Ying Clan and Paragon Sword Sect sensed the might radiating from the experts of the Battle Saint Tribe . The auras of numerous peak-stage immortal kings flooded the area, terrifying to the exxtreme .
"Your law domain seemed to be established from practicing a kind of innate technique . What is that?" At this moment, the expert from the Phoeroc Race calmly asked, staring at Qin Wentian .
Qin Wentian glanced at him but didn't reply .
When the Phoeroc expert saw Qin Wentian ignoring him, he coldly laughed, "If I'm not mistaken, that should be the lost secret art of Ancient Emperor Yi, God's Hand, right?"
"To think that a demon in the Desolate Mountains would actually be so knowledgeable, recognizing this secret art . " Qin Wentian spoke .
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