The blood-soaked demon blood radiated a crimson screen of light about a hundred-feet wide as a towering demonic qi rushed up into the skies. Just the sight of the crimson glimmering sword was enough to strike fear in the hearts of the spectators who were watching from far away.
Within the demon sword, a sigh echoed out. After which, a sonorous sword hum filled the air as the intensity of the sword might grew stronger in accordance to the brilliance of the light screen.
A few years ago, this white-robed young man transformed into a primordial great roc and used the demon sword to split the Pill Emperor Hall apart. After which, he left the sword embedded here yet no one else had succeeded in pulling it out. Now, he has returned and the act of him using his blood to feed the sword seemed as though he wanted to awaken it.
Such a scene caused everyone spectating outside to be deeply shocked. Shu Ruanyu dumbfoundedly watched the scene play out, as terrifying waves rose up in her heart. Without personally witnessing it, there was no way to tell how crazy this young man could be.
"STOP HIM!" The Pill Emperor howled. He and the other ascendant sped towards the direction where Qin Wentian was at.
They were filled with extreme trepidation towards Qin Wentian. There was no one like the Pill Emperor who had experienced personally the events of that year. There was also no one else other than him who knew of the terrifying power in the shadows that was supporting Qin Wentian. If it wasn’t for the return of Jun Yu back then, they truly weren’t willing to antagonize Qin Wentian. This was why they were willing to make a public apology and pay any price to settle the conflict and hatred between them. Sadly...Qin Wentian completely had no wish for a peaceful settlement.
The Pill Emperor was naturally afraid. A few years ago, Qin Wentian needed to transform into a primordial great roc before he could unleash a might equal to the peak of Heavenly Dipper, fighting against them with the demon sword. But right now, Qin Wentian’s original strength without any augmentation to it was already sufficient to rival a Celestial Phenomenon Ascendant. If they allowed him to use this demon sword as well, the Pill Emperor didn’t even dare to imagine the consequences.
Two constellations hung in the air, incredibly resplendent. The constellation of the Pill Emperor was a nine-colored flame that contained immense destructiveness within.
As for the constellation of that ancient elder, it was pitch-black in color. Black flames could be seen raining down from it and the stench of death permeated the atmosphere.
"DIE!" The Pill Emperor roared as his constellation manifested a flower of nine-colored flames, shooting through the air towards Qin Wentian.
It was as though Qin Wentian didn’t even see that attack. After the thousand meter demon sword was entirely soaked in his blood, he could sense the humming of the demon sword. Other than sheer power, he could also feel its pride and arrogance.
"RISE!" Qin Wentian’s countenance was solemn. The body of the sword vibrated incessantly, as it was pulled a little from the ground. Instantly, the crimson glow enveloping it engulfed everything as a terrifying sword might rose up into the sky, slamming into the nine-colored flame flower that was shooting down towards Qin Wentian. With a thunderous boom, the flame flower shattered in an explosion of brilliant light.
"What a terrifying sword qi." The Pill Emperor turned pale. The demon sword was still that demon sword from before. However, Qin Wentian was already much stronger compared to back then.
"KILL!" Qin Wentian’s countenance flickered. Those experts that were inching closer to the Pill Emperor Hall abruptly stopped. The towering sword might directly penetrated their bodies as they fell to the ground one by one, so weak as though they were nothing but insects.
"In my eyes, your cultivation is the same as them, ordinary and weak. What qualifications do you have to fight against the immortals and demons of the nine heavens?" A voice rang out in Qin Wentian’s mind. It was none other than the voice of the demon sword.
Back then, the Demonic Divinity Sacrificial Transformation Art was supposed to be irreversible. It was because the demon sword imparted the Immortal Vanquishing Swordplay to Qin Wentian before he could finally negate the effect of that art.
"The great dao also originated from a tiny insignificant spark of insight, let alone the immortals and demons of the nine heavens. You hated that the heavens are too low and hence you chose to remain here. But why not join and dance together with me?" Qin Wentian’s voice was solemn and respect. Yet another destructive palm imprint blasted towards his way, this palm imprint was imbued with the energy of death, crackling with black flames as it zoomed towards Qin Wentian.
"Boom!" Qin Wentian stomped in the air. The robes he was wearing completely shredded as resplendent light enveloped his body, forming something akin to an armor. His physique grew larger, resembling a fiendgod and he threw his head back and howled before blasting out with a palm as the sound of thunder rumbled in the air, smashing against the death-energy palm imprint.
BANG!
The palm imprint was completely neutralized. The crowd stared in dumbfounded amazement at the fiendgod body. Their hearts were numbed long ago, even without the demon sword, Qin Wentian’s attack was enough to neutralize the attack of an ascendant? How powerful was he exactly?
The Pill Emperor and the ancient elder both turned ashen as they stared at the fiendgod-like body. Qin Wentian’s body was shimmering with light, seemingly indestructible.
The two of them flanked Qin Wentian’s left and right while their constellation were in the center. The nine-colored flame and black-flame repeatedly shot out, aiming for Qin Wentian. The scorching temperature created, baked this entire space.
"You learnt more immortal arts?" The demon sword upon noticing the aura Qin Wentian was exuding, sounded its voice out in his mind. After which, its tone became even more lofty. "I resent that heavens are too low hence I refuse to fly. So what even if you transformed into a true fiendgod?"
The arrogance in that voice towered up the sky, as though even fiendgods had no way to control it. Them using it would only dishonored it.
"Seems like I have overestimated you." Qin Wentian relinquished his hold on the demon sword, allowing it to sink back to the ground. He turned towards the flames of destruction barreling through the air towards him as he spoke with confidence, "Even without depending on your strength, I can still exterminate the Pill Emperor Hall. It’s only that we met each other because of fate; you hated that the heavens are too low while I desired to combat the immortals and demons of the nine heavens. If we join forces, we should be able to break through this piece of sky. What’s laughable is that you refuse to face facts. If one day when I soar up and stand at the apex of the nine heavens, why is there still a need for me to dance in the battlefield with you?"
As the sound of his voice faded, the power of Qin Wentian’s blood thrummed as strands of his hair fluttered wildly in the wind. Behind him, a manifestation of a demon sovereign appeared.
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