Displaying Prominence Again

Displaying Prominence Again

The Primordial Sky Sovereign Roc, according to legends, ranked among the eight ancient demonic divinities. It could traverse three thousand miles with a single flap of its wings, its colossal pinions possessed enough force to manipulate the sun and moon, and could even obliterate a constellation.

Great rocs were exceedingly rare, and when Qin Wentian had transformed into one in the Pill Emperor Hall, he displayed immense strength.

Now, in Ginkou, another great roc emerged. Furthermore, this one appeared to be in its juvenile stage and didn't seem overly formidable. How could people not be tempted by such a sight?

The middle-aged man from the Great Solar Chen Clan was considering this. While their trip to the ancient kingdom hadn't yielded any tangible gains, acquiring a great roc as a pet was an unexpected and delightful discovery. Regardless of the young man's unusual background, it didn't matter to him. If the young man died, so be it.

In the eyes of Grand Xia, there were very few powers the Great Solar Chen Clan couldn't afford to provoke; those they couldn't were few indeed.

"Just because I'm talking to you, you think it grants you the right to kill me and seize my demonic beast? Is this how members of the Great Solar Chen Clan behave?" Qin Wentian chuckled coldly, standing defiantly with his arms crossed, displaying no fear despite their superior numbers.

"What gives you the right to overestimate yourself?" The middle-aged man gestured for his clan members to encircle Qin Wentian.

"Hahaha!" A hearty laugh rang out suddenly. A man appeared, laughing uproariously. "As expected of the Great Solar Chen Clan! Your arrogance and conceit remain unchanged. Let me ask you this: If the day comes when your clan falls, won't you be nothing more than rats on the street, trampled by everyone in Grand Xia? Pray that the Great Solar Chen Clan remains powerful forever."

As his laughter subsided, a young man in a violet robe emerged. Purple lightning crackled around him, lending him an imposing air. He was relatively young, around twenty-six or twenty-seven, yet his cultivation was impressive. It was rare to find someone this young at the second level of Heavenly Dipper.

With him were several other members of the younger generation, followed by a group of formidable experts. The three leading individuals appeared to be around the same age but exuded extraordinary charisma, earning the admiration of the crowd.

These young men had all been renowned figures on the Heavenly Fate Rankings nearly three years ago. The one in the violet robe was none other than Ouyang Kuangsheng from the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan, accompanied by his close friends. The chubby figure with an unabashed grin was Fan Le, while the robust, muscular man was Chu Mang. They had all grown significantly stronger since their last appearance.

"Ouyang Kuangsheng," the middle-aged man from the Chen Clan said with fiery determination in his eyes.

"Do you intend to interfere in this?" He coldly questioned.

"If you can take away others' demonic beasts, does that mean I can do the same to you after you've done so?" Ouyang Kuangsheng retorted with disdain. The experts accompanying him outnumbered those from the Chen Clan. Now that Ouyang Kuangsheng had arrived in Ginkou, the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan couldn't afford to relax and not send more guards to protect him. This was still the Chen Clan's territory, after all.

"Ouyang Kuangsheng, you seem to be enjoying yourself," a voice filled with cold laughter chimed in as another group of figures approached. These individuals exuded an aura akin to divine weapons, unmistakably experts from the Wang Clan of the War Continent.

Ginkou was once again the center of attention. Various transcendent powers had brought a significant number of their experts, surpassing the numbers from three years ago. Especially after the clash of the five transcendent powers, they all sensed an impending change in the air, so it was wise to be well-prepared.

"I'm just strolling around randomly. What do you mean by 'enjoying myself'?" Ouyang Kuangsheng retorted, giving a sidelong glance to the Wang Clan representative who had spoken. Recently, it seemed that the Wang Clan and the Great Solar Chen Clan had formed some kind of alliance. With their arrival, they might join forces and solidify that alliance.

Originally, the Great Solar Chen Clan had established a connection with the Hua Clan due to the recent battle among the five transcendent powers. Now, with the Wang Clan joining them, their combined strength would undoubtedly be even more formidable.

The Chen Clan and Hua Clan were both part of Grand Xia's nine Grand Clans and, even after many years, remained among the top thirty-six transcendent powers. In contrast, the alliance of the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan, Jiang Clan, and Mystic Moon Sect was notably weaker.

"Just a demonic beast?" Qin Wentian responded with a cold smile. The Wang Clan representative's dismissive attitude was quite hypocritical, considering their own fixation on Qin Wentian.

Hearing the derisive tone in Qin Wentian's voice, the Wang Clan representative turned his gaze toward him, his eyes filled with ridicule as he stared at Qin Wentian. "Did I say something wrong?"

"I'm laughing because the Wang Clan knows nothing but boasting and seeking humiliation for your clan," Qin Wentian replied calmly, standing proudly on the great roc with his arms crossed. His words, full of arrogance, provoked anger in the eyes of the Wang Clan members. It was one thing for Ouyang Kuangsheng to challenge them, but for an unaffiliated cultivator with no backing to be this audacious?

"As of now, who doesn't know what transpired with the Wang Clan in Sword Reverence City and the Pill Emperor Hall's marriage selection event? Wasn't it precisely a cultivator who transformed into a great roc that annihilated your pitiful clan? Wang Clan, a transcendent power? Don't make me laugh. You had no defense and lacked the courage to face the great roc in battle. It appears that the scars from those two events have healed quite nicely," Qin Wentian taunted, undeterred by the hostile glares directed at him. Everyone understood that he was referring to himself as the great roc.

Ignoring the palpable killing intent aimed at him, Qin Wentian continued to deliver his verbal blows. He displayed no concern for the murderous gazes locked onto him. It was clear to everyone that he was indeed talking about his own actions.

"Do you really think that merely possessing a great roc makes you as formidable as Qin Wentian was back then? What arrogance. You clearly don't comprehend the meaning of the word 'death,'" the Wang Clan representative threatened without restraint.

Qin Wentian retorted, his tone dripping with sarcasm, "I don't think I'm comparable to him. But at the very least, I, Di Tian, look down upon a bunch of fools who only know how to flaunt their ancestor's name. Back then, Qin Wentian's name shook all of Grand Xia while he was in the ancient kingdom. He survived countless enemy attacks. Little did I know that I, Di Tian, would also have the displeasure of facing such shameless individuals ganging up on me."

As he spoke, the great roc soared overhead, perching atop a stone pillar and surveying those from the Chen Clan and Wang Clan below.

"My cultivation stands at the second level of Heavenly Dipper. If the Great Solar Chen Clan and Wang Clan still possess a modicum of pride as transcendent powers, they can select someone with the same cultivation level as me for a fair duel. If I die, it means I'm of no use, and you can take ownership of this great roc. However, if you are accustomed to ganging up on others, I, Di Tian, have no qualms about it either."

Before they could react, Qin Wentian's voice echoed in all directions, resonating clearly through the air. Soon, the expressions on the faces of the Chen and Wang Clan members became grim.

This young man had displayed remarkable intelligence, taking the initiative and acting before them. By making his announcement, he cleverly implied that if they resorted to group tactics and killed him to seize his great roc, it would tarnish and ruin the esteemed reputation of their clans.

"I, Ouyang, am also curious about the strength of the experts from the Wang and Chen Clan. Being transcendent powers, your clan's younger generation should naturally be outstanding and capable of easily defeating cultivators of the same level," Ouyang Kuangsheng chimed in with a smile as he glanced at the middle-aged man.

Members of the Chen and Wang Clan exchanged glances before the middle-aged man from the Chen Clan laughed, "Since our Chen Clan expressed interest in this great roc, we shall be the first to engage in this little contest. Chen Yuan, step forward and demonstrate your abilities."

Clearly, the Chen Clan was determined to prevent this great roc from falling into anyone else's hands.

Chen Yuan, despite being around fifty years old, appeared no older than thirty. He had maintained a steady cultivation base at the second level of Heavenly Dipper for several years. As a direct descendant of his clan, he was eligible to cultivate the Great Solar Universe Art, which made him formidable in combat.

Even though they had no knowledge of Qin Wentian's identity, Chen Yuan's strength alone was more than sufficient to deal with this audacious newcomer.

With a burst of fiery aura, Chen Yuan stepped forward. An Astral Nova took shape, a crimson figure wreathed in flames, raising the temperature in the vicinity.

"Go!" Chen Yuan commanded, and his Astral Nova shot toward Qin Wentian. The fiery being extended its hand, launching fireballs that aimed to reduce Qin Wentian to ashes with their intense heat.

"Bzzz!" The scorching flames engulfed him, but spectators saw Qin Wentian standing unmoved, unaffected by the searing heat. He seemed to care little for the scorching temperature.

Taking a step, Qin Wentian vanished and reappeared right in front of Chen Yuan's Astral Nova. Without hesitation, he thrust his palm forward, infused with the power of his Mandate.

Chen Yuan sneered, confident that his Astral Nova, forged through countless refinements by his Great Solar flames, was sturdier than most cultivators' Astral Novas at his level, even rivaling divine armors. Yet, this young man intended to confront it unarmed?

With a wave of his hand, Chen Yuan unleashed the formidable Flames of Qiankun from his Astral Nova. It flowed like liquid magma, aiming to consume Qin Wentian.

A sinister grin spread across Qin Wentian's face as he continued to push his palm forward, directly colliding with Chen Yuan's Astral Nova. A deafening explosion resounded as the Astral Nova shattered into fragments.

"URGHH!" Chen Yuan coughed up blood, suffering a grievous injury from the destruction of his Astral Nova. In a desperate bid to save himself, he swiftly retreated.

Qin Wentian, oozing confidence, advanced. He reached Chen Yuan in the blink of an eye, his smile resembling a reaper's grin. Raising his palm, he struck once more. Chen Yuan struggled to muster his defenses, but it was as though Qin Wentian's palms were infused with boundless force.

"BOOM!" A resonating bell-like chime filled the air, sending shivers down Chen Yuan's spine. His face contorted in terror as he gazed at the devilish smile on Qin Wentian's face. Before he could react, his heart ruptured under an inexplicable pressure. As Chen Yuan's life force waned, Qin Wentian swiftly took his interspatial ring, showing no deference to the Chen Clan members present. Qin Wentian then reappeared on the great roc's back, nodding politely at the middle-aged man from the Chen Clan.

"I'll keep his interspatial ring as a memento of my victory. If the Chen Clan or Wang Clan still wishes to continue, I'm more than willing." Qin Wentian grinned at the onlookers. The eyes that now observed him were filled with a mixture of alarm and trepidation. Chen Yuan wasn't weak, yet he had been effortlessly defeated, a testament to the immense power of the young man before them.