Violet Battle Robe

Violet Battle Robe

The green-ranked warrior shared both Qin Wentian's cultivation base and wielded a second-level Mandate.

However, when they clashed head-on with Qin Wentian, the green-ranked warrior was obliterated in the blink of an eye. His attacks were utterly ruthless. In the same cultivation level, Qin Wentian was peerless, regardless of whether his opponent possessed a second-level Mandate or not.

"Since this person managed to slay Duan Qingshan, his combat prowess must be at the peak of Yuanfu. Although the green-ranked warrior's second-level Mandate is superior, it's no surprise that he could suppress it."

"I wonder who he is, wielding such overwhelming attack strength? It's a shame he's only at the seventh level of Yuanfu. If he were at the ninth level, he could definitely contend for a top-five spot in the Heavenly Fate Rankings. But for now, with his current strength, making it into the top thirty-six shouldn't be a problem."

More and more people began to take notice of Qin Wentian. From his drum record to his defeat of Duan Qingshan during the River of Life and Death test, and now his impressive performance on the battle platform, Qin Wentian was gradually garnering the spectators' attention.

At that moment, two manifested opponents appeared, both clad in blue battle robes, emitting a menacing aura.

"Bzzz!" They charged forward with fierce winds, thrusting their spears at Qin Wentian, one from the left and the other from the right, attempting to encircle him.

But onlookers witnessed Qin Wentian's graceful evasion. He used agile footwork to dodge their attacks and then slammed both his palms, targeting their spears. His arms were covered in demonic scales, a manifestation of his Mandate of Demons, further reinforced by his Mandate of Force. Vibrational shockwaves traveled through the spears, surging into the bodies of the blue-ranked warriors, causing them to implode into pieces.

"This strength..." The spectators marveled at Qin Wentian's abilities. Such an attack was deviously effective.

Qin Wentian's assault incorporated his second-level insights into the Mandate of Force, Void Vibration. Combined with his already formidable power, there was no way the two manifested opponents could withstand it.

Strength, that was his forte. Regardless of the tricks or tactics employed by his opponents, he countered with sheer, overwhelming strength. By the time they realized their mistake, it was already too late, and all they could do was await their inevitable destruction.

Afterward, three indigo-ranked warriors appeared on the scene.

"Indigo-ranked warriors this time, so if he wins again, apart from Chen Wang and Shi Potian, he'll join the elite group who've earned those indigo battle robes," remarked one observer, considering Qin Wentian's performance.

Mustang, Luo Huan, and Bailu Yi didn't take part in the ranking battle. Instead, they were somewhere in the crowd, watching with keen interest. Their hearts couldn't help but flutter with excitement as they heard people discussing Qin Wentian's prowess.

"Luo Huan, do you think I've been utterly useless as his teacher?" Mustang sighed, watching Qin Wentian's remarkable progress. "I haven't even taught him much, yet in just a few years, he's already surpassed me by a mile." Mustang couldn't help but feel he'd wasted his own life witnessing his disciple's incredible talent.

"Teacher, everyone has their unique journey, and Wentian's innate talent is truly exceptional. Who could have foreseen back in Sky Harmony City that he'd reach this level today? You defied the objections of some of the elders in our Emperor Star Academy to support him back then, and that was already a significant act of kindness towards Junior Brother Qin. I believe he's someone who values relationships, so he will naturally show you the respect you deserve. While you might not have imparted powerful techniques or cultivation arts, your guidance has kept him on the right path, and you've been there for him when he needed it most, Teacher. So don't dwell on these thoughts. We should all be delighted for Wentian," Luo Huan consoled him.

Luo Huan understood that when a teacher initially surpasses their disciple, there's a sense of pride. However, as the disciple continues to grow and outstrip the teacher, it's natural for the teacher to feel inadequate. Although Qin Wentian wasn't that type of person, there would still be a widening gap in their relationship. Luo Huan wanted Mustang to stop pondering over this matter, even though she acknowledged that it was only human to do so.

Otherwise, the distance between teacher and disciple would only grow further.

"True, I'll heed your advice. By the way, even that lazy rascal Fan Le has surpassed you now, so you better buckle down and catch up," Mustang teased, and Luo Huan playfully hugged his arm, saying, "Don't worry, I'll rely on my adorable junior brothers for my glorious future."

Mustang could only offer a wry smile in response. Bailu Yi, standing beside them, found the conversation quite enlightening. It seemed that Qin Wentian had had many enriching experiences, and both his teacher and senior sister were not as powerful as him. As Qin Wentian had told her, he hailed from a small and remote country named Chu. He had achieved everything he had today through sheer effort, walking the grueling path of cultivation step by step.

"I'll pray that you secure a high ranking as proof of your hard work. As for Mo Qingcheng, where is she now? Her achievements must be just as remarkable as yours, and only then will they recognize what a perfect match you two are. The people of Grand Xia and the Pill Emperor Hall will all bear witness to the union of this immortal couple," Bailu Yi whispered a silent prayer in her heart, hoping for Qin Wentian's success.

"She's truly beautiful... Perhaps only someone like her could match Qin Wentian." Bailu Yi smiled, but deep inside, she couldn't help but feel a twinge of bittersweetness. However, that feeling quickly dissipated, replaced by genuine happiness for them.

Because of Mo Qingcheng, Qin Wentian had journeyed all the way to the Moon Continent, risking his life to defeat Hua Xiaoyun. That alone demonstrated the depth of his love for her. No two people deserved to be together more than they did.

Qin Wentian, still embroiled in combat, remained unaware of Bailu Yi's thoughts. At this point, his illusory battle robe had already turned a deep indigo, signifying his victory over the three indigo-ranked warriors.

"Next up is violet. Qin Wentian is going to face a violet-ranked opponent. If he wins, he'll stand below Chen Wang and Shi Potian but above all the other contenders. But can he do it?"

Among all the battle platforms, Qin Wentian's drew the most attention—over half of the spectators were focused on his bout.

The violet-ranked warrior finally manifested. It possessed the same seventh-level Yuanfu cultivation base as Qin Wentian, along with second-level Mandates. However, its second-level Mandate was at the Advanced Boundary.

The warrior's weapon was still a spear. Qin Wentian gazed at his opponent, unsure of which second-level Mandate this adversary possessed and the extent of its strength.

For this battle, he had to win. That was his determination. Only by facing this manifested opponent's second-level Mandate could he roughly gauge the power levels of Chen Wang and Shi Potian.

"Chi, chi..." The air filled with piercing sounds as Qin Wentian observed terrifying lightning sparks crackling around the spearhead of the warrior's weapon.

"Mandate of Lightning," the announcer declared.

A momentary shadow crossed Qin Wentian's face. The destructive power of the Mandate of Lightning was notorious, even at its first level of insight, Eruption. Now, his opponent wielded a second-level Mandate of Lightning...

As this realization settled in, a surge of blood coursed through Qin Wentian's veins, transforming him into a demonic form reminiscent of an ancient primordial beast. Just as the warrior attacked, a howling lightning dragon spiraled through the air and collided with Qin Wentian. A groan of agony escaped his lips as his body was shaken violently, his qi and blood thrown into chaos.

"This..." Qin Wentian's figure seemed burned and there was a charred scent lingering around him. Were it not for his extraordinarily robust physique, he might have been reduced to a charred piece of charcoal.

This was the might of lightning, the fury of heaven itself. It was utterly terrifying. Yet, the opponent had not even unleashed their most potent attack. A lightning dragon coiled around the warrior's spear as a devastating force pierced through the void, aimed squarely at Qin Wentian.

Qin Wentian erupted with Divine Yuan Energy, his palms emanating draconic imprints, infused with the shockwaves of his Void Vibration. They clashed head-on with the approaching dragon, causing a colossal explosion that tore through the air, leaving massive rifts in its wake.

Both combatants were at the seventh level of Yuanfu, and although Qin Wentian held the advantage in terms of sheer strength, his second-level insight into the Mandate of Force was merely at the Initial Boundary. In contrast, his adversary's Mandate of Lightning had reached the Advanced Boundary, enhancing its attack prowess.

A violent gale surged as Qin Wentian's palms contained enough might to move mountains and seas. His demonic aura soared, and he forcibly halted his opponent's spear just before it could unleash its devastating power.

"DIE!" Qin Wentian's speed was breathtaking, outpacing his opponent despite their equal cultivation level. Garuda Wings manifested behind his back as he closed in on the lightning-enveloped warrior.

The warrior's palm sliced through the air like a celestial thunderbolt, and Qin Wentian couldn't afford to retreat now. This was his moment, and he unleashed his full strength, meeting the violet-ranked warrior's palm slash head-on.

A resounding "Peng...!" echoed through the arena as the vibrational shockwaves completely ruptured the arms of the violet-ranked warrior. Qin Wentian's silhouette flickered, and in an instant, he was in front of his hapless opponent, his palms crashing together with astounding force, targeting the temples of the unfortunate warrior.

The violet-ranked warrior was obliterated.

A collective "Hu..." of astonishment and disbelief rippled through the crowd. Qin Wentian was now clad in violet-colored battle robes. Other than Chen Wang and Shi Potian, his robes were the most magnificent.

With only a seventh-level Yuanfu cultivation base, the crowd wondered what level and boundaries Qin Wentian's Mandate had reached. It was impossible to gauge his true strength just by watching him because his Mandate of Force was seamlessly integrated into his attacks. Only someone who had exchanged blows with Qin Wentian would truly understand his level.

However, one thing was clear: Qin Wentian was unrivaled at the seventh level of Yuanfu. He stood just below the other two with their violet-gold battle robes.

Next, two violet-gold-ranked warriors manifested. All eyes turned to Qin Wentian, questioning if he could win this battle. Victory would place him on par with Chen Wang and Shi Potian, with his battle robe turning a dazzling violet-gold.

This was a formidable challenge as his opponents were two violet-gold-ranked warriors who complemented each other flawlessly, eliminating their weaknesses and amplifying their strengths.

Qin Wentian's determination grew. Winning this battle was crucial. It would prove that, in terms of combat prowess, he could match Chen Wang and Shi Potian as their cultivation levels increased. Even if he couldn't defeat them, he had to ensure they were the only ones capable of overpowering him. Otherwise, he had no chance of ranking in the top three, which was his absolute minimum goal.

But Qin Wentian aimed higher. His true objective was to surpass Chen Wang and Shi Potian. Losing was not an option in this next battle.