Might of the Yellow Springs Monument

Might of the Yellow Springs Monument...

Wang Xiao and Qin Wentian finally clashed, their raised palms ready for combat. A terrifying sharpness radiated from Wang Xiao's body, as if his arm itself were an exceptionally keen sword.

Qin Wentian unleashed his Falling Mountain Palms, a technique that mimicked the crushing weight of a massive mountain, delivering a powerful blow.

As their palms met, a deafening sound reverberated, and the pressure of the Falling Mountain Palms seemed to dissipate into thin air. An icy sharpness shot through Qin Wentian's body, and a strange current seemed to flow from his eyes after locking gazes with Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao narrowed his eyes, and in an instant, they turned silvery-white, guarding against the intrusion.

Puchi! Qin Wentian spat out beams of sword-like light, while Wang Xiao gracefully spun in the air, sending several silver daggers hurtling toward Qin Wentian at lightning speed.

Qin Wentian's expression stiffened as he countered with his Dragon Subduing Fists. Twin dragons materialized, their roars shaking the heavens as they intercepted the silver comet of daggers.

Bzzzz! A resplendent golden ring of light burst forth, spiraling with tremendous speed and aiming straight for Qin Wentian. He felt an overwhelming sense of danger; the power of the golden chakram was astonishing.

"Kuji Imprint!" Qin Wentian's palms unleashed a force capable of moving mountains and oceans. With a thunderous roar, he repelled the golden chakram, sending it hurtling back toward Wang Xiao. Simultaneously, Wang Xiao launched a silvery chain to ensnare Qin Wentian. The golden chakram spun out once more, its speed astonishing.

The Wang Clan from the War Continent specialized in weapon forging. To them, the numerous powerful divine weapons available in the market were no better than common tools. Members of the clan carried several divine weapons hidden on their bodies.

Qin Wentian's palm emitted pulses of blood-red light, and with surging demonic energy, he conjured a gigantic palm shadow. He managed to block the sneak attack and, surprisingly, held onto the silvery metallic chain launched by Wang Xiao. His other palm deflected the golden chakram again. Qin Wentian appeared to have boundless energy at this moment.

Suddenly, a blinding white light erupted from Wang Xiao's body. It was as if he possessed a bloodline power of his own. An aura of sharpness enveloped him, and his eyes gleamed with white light. A complete set of armor materialized, encasing every inch of his body, projecting an emotionless and invincible aura.

BOOM! With each step forward, it seemed as though Wang Xiao's entire body had transformed into multiple divine weapons. He fixed his gaze on Qin Wentian, slashing with the golden chakram while simultaneously delivering a sharp-edged punch aimed at Qin Wentian's head.

"Wang Xiao from the War Continent, with his whole body turned into a weapon. It's terrifying," the spectators whispered in fear. Among the crowd, Wang Xiao, Ouyang Kuangsheng, and Qin Wentian stood out as the three most formidable individuals.

Despite his numerous and varied attacking techniques, Wang Xiao struggled to gain the upper hand against Qin Wentian, and it was infuriating him.

Qin Wentian's palms remained firmly locked onto the silver chain as he analyzed Wang Xiao's strength. An endless stream of sword-like energy burst forth from him, an unbridled aura of sharpness that seemed capable of cutting everything into nothingness.

BOOM! With each step forward, Qin Wentian unleashed more palm shadows, gathering his palm's might into a spiraling force to combat the multitude of divine weapons Wang Xiao possessed.

"KILL!" a voice roared with fury as Qin Wentian pressed on. The bloodline power within him merged with his sword aura, making him appear like a sovereign of blades.

Their attacks clashed, creating shockwaves so blindingly bright that the crowd couldn't even keep their eyes open. Both Qin Wentian and Wang Xiao were pushed back by the explosive force. Wang Xiao even had traces of blood oozing from his weaponized body.

Wang Xiao was stunned but gradually turned colder. They both retrieved a Stellar Fruit and consumed it. They knew they had just faced their most formidable opponent.

Qin Wentian glanced to his side, where Mo Qingcheng was locked in a fierce battle with the axe-wielding assailant. She seemed to be on the verge of being overwhelmed. Her opponent was also at the Yuanfu realm, and his three Astral Souls were all weapon-type, granting him incredible attack power. He lifted his massive axe and swung it relentlessly. Although Mo Qingcheng fought valiantly, she couldn't completely defend herself, and blood trickled from her lips. She struggled to suppress her pain, not wanting to distract Qin Wentian.

With a swift movement, Qin Wentian dashed toward Mo Qingcheng, but the members of the Wang Clan blocked his path. Meanwhile, an ominous feeling crept up from behind. Wang Xiao followed closely, silver beams of light suddenly surrounding him.

"DIE!" Wang Xiao shouted coldly, conjuring a silver-colored orb in his hands. When he hurled it, the orb exploded into countless silver fragments, each carrying a terrifying force. These attacks resembled arcs of silver lightning, aimed directly at Qin Wentian.

A blood-red light gleamed in Qin Wentian's eyes as he unleashed the formidable power of his bloodline. A stone monument, none other than the Yellow Springs Monument, materialized in front of him, blocking the incoming onslaught.

Qin Wentian had just obtained the monument and was unsure of how to harness its power, but he had no other option now.

With his next step, Qin Wentian's demonic aura surged dramatically. The blood-red radiance flickered as sharp sword manifestations, created from his sword-type Divine Yuan Energy, swirled around him, intercepting the onslaught of silver fragments. Simultaneously, he channeled his blood aura into the Yellow Springs Monument. Within the monument, he sensed an immensely powerful blood Qi, one he could manipulate through his bloodline connection.

BOOM!

An explosive shockwave reverberated, causing the crowd's hearts to race, their blood pumping faster.

The stone monument hovered above Qin Wentian as streams of blood-colored light flowed into it. This blood light was visibly drawn from Qin Wentian's body. In this intense exchange of gazes, Wang Xiao involuntarily felt a shiver of terror.

Zoom. The Yellow Springs Monument shot towards Wang Xiao.

BOOM! Wang Xiao's heart raced uncontrollably, his blood vessels seemingly on the verge of bursting. In his panic, he abandoned his attacks and frantically retreated, his face pale with fear. He needed to create distance from the monument.

As the monument closed in on Wang Xiao, Qin Wentian dashed with lightning speed towards Mo Qingcheng.

Thump, thump!

Members of the Wang Clan felt their hearts pounding wildly, their faces turning ashen as they hastily retreated. Even Mo Qingcheng was affected by the overwhelming pressure.

Mo Qingcheng's opponent wore a grim expression. He swung his axe once more before quickly retreating.

"Qingcheng, follow me," Qin Wentian called out, hurrying toward the axe-wielding assailant. Mo Qingcheng followed closely behind him, maintaining a safe distance.

Qin Wentian pursued the axe-wielder, who was fleeing frantically. He directed the Yellow Springs Monument to relentlessly chase down the fleeing assailant.

Thump. His heart pounded, and his face flushed.

Thump. His heartbeat quickened, veins bulging.

"ARGHH!" The man screamed in madness, channeling his Astral Energy to shield himself. Yet, Qin Wentian pursued him unrelentingly, the Yellow Springs Monument's formidable pressure bearing down on him.

Thump. His heart trembled, and he involuntarily coughed up blood, his face turning deathly pale.

Thump, thump, THUMP! Finally halting, he turned around only to see the Yellow Springs Monument crashing into him.

"ARGHHHHHHHHHHHHH…" A bloodcurdling scream echoed as the blood Qi within his body exploded, shattering his heart into pieces. Fresh blood sprayed onto the Yellow Springs Monument before being absorbed. His lifeless body crumpled to the ground, meeting a gruesome end.

All the cultivators stopped their battles simultaneously, their eyes filled with stark terror as they gazed at the Yellow Springs Monument hovering above Qin Wentian's head.

The Yellow Springs Monument—a legendary artifact from the Yellow Springs pathway within the Refinement Grounds—how could Qin Wentian control it?

"This guy can actually control the Yellow Springs Monument to attack," Ouyang Kuangsheng marveled, acknowledging Qin Wentian's incredible feat. While he knew Qin Wentian had subdued the monument, having full control over it was quite another matter. It seemed that Wang Xiao's actions had forced Qin Wentian's hand.

In Qin Wentian's hands, however, the monument's pressure seemed somewhat subdued compared to earlier. Ouyang Kuangsheng guessed that this weakness might be related to Qin Wentian's current cultivation level.

"Eat this," Mo Qingcheng approached Qin Wentian, passing him a medicinal pill. She had taken one herself earlier.

As Qin Wentian looked at Mo Qingcheng, the icy demeanor in his eyes melted, replaced by tender gentleness. Those watching couldn't help but display odd expressions. The once-domineering youth, exuding a powerful demonic aura, had transformed into a gentle kitten in front of Mo Qingcheng.

After consuming the medicinal pill, both Qin Wentian and Mo Qingcheng each ate a Stellar Fruit. Locking eyes, smiles bloomed on their faces. Surviving in the Refinement Grounds had been no small feat.

Qin Wentian then turned his attention to Ouyang Kuangsheng, noticing that the experts from the Mystic Moon Hall had dwindled to just three. The intensity of the earlier battle was evident, but it paled in comparison to the devastating losses suffered by the Beast King Hall and Skydemon Sect.

Suddenly, the members of the Beast King Hall and the Skydemon Sect joined forces with those from the Wang Clan. This alliance revealed the level of threat Qin Wentian posed to them.

"Ouyang, do you have enough Stellar Fruits to share with your group?" Qin Wentian asked.

"I have three others with me, so the Stellar Fruits I have should be enough for our alliance," Ouyang Kuangsheng assured. The Stellar Fruits would become useless once they passed the final windstorm barrier, so he had no reservations about sharing them with their allies.

"Alright, let's enter," Qin Wentian declared. Ouyang Kuangsheng distributed the Stellar Fruits, and the six of them ventured into the windstorm tempest. Their actions drew the attention of everyone in the crowd. It was clear that only one spot remained out of the seven.

Furthermore, except for Wang Xiao, none of them possessed any Stellar Fruits.

Several people in the crowd began to fixate their gaze on Wang Xiao, including members of the Beast King Hall and Skydemon Sect. There was still one spot left, and their hopes rested on Wang Xiao.

Wang Xiao's expression darkened, and his cold gaze became even colder as a silver round ball materialized in his hands. An aura of extreme sharpness radiated from him, making those around him feel an overwhelming sense of danger, deterring anyone from making any rash moves.

Initially, Wang Xiao had planned for his clan members and himself to monopolize all seven spots at the celestial lake. But now, that plan seemed impossible.

Watching Qin Wentian step into the tempest, an intense wave of killing intent emanated from Wang Xiao.

Qian Mengyu stood at the mountain rampart, sighing with a bitter feeling in her heart. She remembered how Qin Wentian had extended an alliance to her earlier. If it weren't for the dispute over the Stellar Fruits, Qin Wentian would likely have included her in the final spot!