Equality Smackdown

Equality Smackdown...

Lei Yan, a cultivator hailing from the sixth echelon of Yuanfu, possessed an innately lightning-infused bloodline and wielded lightning-imbued Astral Souls. Furthermore, he had mastered the Mandate of Lightning.

Attacks imbued with the lightning attribute inherently bore an explosive quality, rendering them outrageously domineering. Lei Yan's strikes would undoubtedly exert suppression on cultivators at his level. What's more, Qin Wentian's true cultivation lagged an entire level below his own, yet he dared to carry such arrogance.

Had it not been for Qin Wentian's unanimous endorsement by the thirty-six elders, Lei Yan wouldn't have deigned to cross paths with him.

With a wave of his hand, Lei Yan's comrades from the Multidirectional Thunderwind Sect withdrew, granting him a solitary battleground. Ouyang Kuangsheng and Ouyang Xiaolu similarly receded, leaving only Qin Wentian and Lei Yan at the center.

A tempestuous gale swept through as an intimidating tornado enshrouded Lei Yan. The Multidirectional Thunderwind Sect excelled not only in lightning-infused assaults but also in wind-infused techniques.

Two distinct Mandates converged into a crescendo of power, their respective Astral Souls amplifying the potency of Lei Yan's abilities. Lei Yan regarded Qin Wentian with utmost seriousness. Overwhelming him would be the sole way to drive home the cost of his brashness.

A set of Garuda Wings materialized upon Qin Wentian's back. He ascended into the sky, and even against the ferocious winds generated by his opponent, he emanated an unshakable, mountain-like solidity. Likewise, torrents of demonic qi surged from within him.

A resounding "bzzz" rent the air as Lei Yan became cloaked in a violet shroud of lightning. A formidable violet thunder sword manifested within his grasp, and in a heartbeat, he was before Qin Wentian. The thunder sword sliced through the atmosphere, detonating thunderous echoes that reverberated, filling the space with explosive clamors.

The lightning attribute epitomized explosiveness. Before the sword's edge even struck, Qin Wentian could already sense the spine-chilling pressure emanating from Lei Yan's proficient grasp of the Mandate of Lightning.

Fortune smiled upon Qin Wentian as his physique boasted inhuman strength. With a mere exertion of his will, his entire arm was enshrouded in demonic qi, producing a fearsome dragon's roar that reverberated through the void.

As the thunder sword descended, Qin Wentian thrust forward with his dragon imprint.

In an earsplitting crescendo, the thunder sword and the dragon imprint disintegrated in unison. Lei Yan bellowed in a mixture of rage and frustration as lightning surged from his eyes, colliding with the torrential energy radiating from Qin Wentian's own gaze.

A similar brilliance ignited within Qin Wentian's eyes, a depth so profound that it left Lei Yan in a state of surrealism, as though he were trapped within a dream. In this fleeting instant, a peculiar illusion unfurled in Lei Yan's mind—did Qin Wentian possess three eyes? Positioned at the center of his brow, Qin Wentian's third eye cast its gaze upon Lei Yan, eliciting the sensation of an ancient primordial beast roaring within Lei Yan's sea of consciousness.

"Puchi!"

Qin Wentian's finger thrust forth amid a surge of towering demonic qi. The members of the Multidirectional Thunderwind Sect paled, bellowing out warnings, "BE CAREFUL!"

The searing pain piercing his mind impeded Lei Yan's reflexes. Howling in madness, he channeled the power of his lightning-infused bloodline, illuminating his body with a pulsating violet radiance. Yet, despite this torrent of energy engulfing him, when Qin Wentian's finger struck his chest, the sheer agony convulsing through Lei Yan's body was beyond imagination.

Boom...

A fist ruthlessly crashed into Lei Yan's visage, his nose gushing blood as his consciousness was rattled by the impact.

Boom, boom, BOOM!

Fists followed fists, relentlessly pummeling Lei Yan. Qin Wentian's Garuda wings flickered as each blow prevented Lei Yan from crashing onto the ground. The cacophonous booms produced by the impact reverberated in the hearts of the watching crowd, each beat hammering against their chests.

"Too savage," Ouyang Kuangsheng muttered, his eyelids twitching. This fellow was an epitome of brutality.

Ouyang Xiaolu rolled her eyes. It appeared that Ouyang Ting's fate from before was remarkably fortunate!

"Cease your assault!" The members of the Thunderwind Sect raced after Qin Wentian and Lei Yan. In a deafening explosion, Lei Yan was sent crashing into his fellow sect members. Horror gripped their expressions as they assessed the extent of Lei Yan's injuries. His visage now bore the grotesque marks of destruction. His comrades ground their teeth, glaring at Qin Wentian with eyes brimming with murderous intent. Their gazes were daggers yearning to puncture Qin Wentian's very being.

Qin Wentian tempered his aura, feigning innocence as he raised his shoulders. "What? He was the one who wanted to spar with me. And considering the Multidirectional Thunderwind Sect's esteemed reputation, they surely wouldn't lower themselves to seeking revenge for a bout between the younger generation in the Unmatched Realm, right?"

The ferocious expressions adorning the Thunderwind Sect's cultivators wavered, as though they had swallowed a truth too bitter to digest. Lei Yan's response of "What sort of person do you take me for?" had indeed indicated their honorable intentions. But now, even if Lei Yan had vengeful inclinations, his battered state made it impossible for him to voice his grievances.

Qin Wentian wanted to send a clear message: "Wishing to provoke me? Proceed at your own peril."

"Lei Yan, with his sixth-level Yuanfu cultivation and a bloodline limit, ended up in such a pitiful state. Qin Wentian must have utilized some esoteric techniques or possessed expertise in unconventional methods that Lei Yan couldn't counter." Among the spectators, some failed to fully grasp the details of the skirmish, their musings veering into the realm of speculation.

The confrontation had concluded too swiftly; even the Thunderwind Sect members found themselves grappling with bewilderment. During the clash between Qin Wentian and Lei Yan, the purplish thunder-light emanating from Lei Yan had blanketed everything, leaving no room for the onlookers to discern Qin Wentian's activation of the Mandate of Dreams. The luminescent burst stemming from his third eye, even to Lei Yan himself, seemed nothing more than an illusion.

"It seems Lei Yan is nothing more than a waste of space." A frigid voice, tinged with mockery, pierced the air. The Thunderwind Sect's representatives turned sharply, spotting the source of the words—a remarkably beautiful woman. They responded icily, "Liu Xi, are you implying you possess incredible strength?"

"At the very least, I wouldn't be pummeled to such a pitiable state by a fifth-level Yuanfu cultivator." Liu Xi was one of the chosen disciples of the Mystic Maiden Palace, a designation that indicated rigorous training to compete for the upper echelons of the Heavenly Fate Ranking. Presently, her cultivation stood at the pinnacle of the sixth-level Yuanfu, poised to breach into the seventh level. Her attractiveness was matched only by her exceptional talent, leaving many male cultivators vying for her affections.

To an outsider, it appeared that Qin Wentian was ensnared within the clutches of ice and fire, a pawn set up for Liu Xi's forthcoming attack. Yet, within the blink of an eye, jaws collectively dropped. In a single, audacious finger jab, Qin Wentian shattered Liu Xi's sword assault, instantly closing the gap to her chest. The scene was so shocking that onlookers could only gape in utter disbelief. The proximity…

But what left them even more flabbergasted was Qin Wentian's subsequent, unceremonious barrage of punches. He relentlessly pummeled Liu Xi's chest, his strikes relentless and unforgiving.

"Boom, boom, boom…"

The spectators' hearts thudded in sync with Qin Wentian's assault. As he finally ceased, Ouyang Kuangsheng exclaimed, "Fearless!"

Qin Wentian had displayed an extraordinary level of fearlessness.

This guy had definitely signed his own death warrant, treating Liu Xi with such disregard...

Liu Xi, a chosen of the Mystic Maiden Palace, possessed both stunning beauty and formidable talent. Yet, Qin Wentian exhibited no semblance of mercy. His ruthlessness knew no bounds.

"Let's go," Ouyang Kuangsheng intervened, flying toward Qin Wentian and pulling him away. Qin Wentian regarded him with a quizzical expression. "What's the matter?"

"You're even more ruthless than I am. In any case, let's seek refuge for now," Ouyang Kuangsheng replied, exasperated.

"Wait… Are they going to seek retribution?" Qin Wentian asked with a gloomy tone.

"You want to ask if Liu Xi's admirers are going to take issue with what just transpired?" Ouyang Kuangsheng rolled his eyes. "You've practically defiled her innocence."

"Alright, let's find a serene spot to cultivate," Qin Wentian muttered.

After a while, they stumbled upon a place where the mountains met the ocean. Qin Wentian stood before a rampart, the waves crashing below against the mountain base, emanating a sense of profound serenity. Engravings of experts from past generations adorned the area in front of him.

"What's this?" Qin Wentian inquired, pointing ahead.

"Engravings left behind by a supreme powerhouse from the Demonic Realms," Ouyang Kuangsheng explained.

Qin Wentian nodded, initiating the inscribing of Divine Inscriptions beneath his feet. His actions left Ouyang Kuangsheng bewildered. "Inscriptions? Why?"

"Yeah, in case someone seeks revenge, they'll find themselves plummeting into the ocean," Qin Wentian grinned mischievously, prompting Ouyang Kuangsheng to facepalm. This guy's knack for stirring up trouble was truly unparalleled!