Might of Celestial Phenomenon

Might of Celestial Phenomenon...

The Chen Clan Ancestor surveyed the spectators and declared, "Everyone, please temporarily step back."

As his voice dissipated, the spectators quickly complied. No one dared to approach the arena while facing that terrifying heat.

The attacks of a Celestial Phenomenon-level powerhouse were beyond imagination, especially when utilizing a constellation as tyrannical as the blazing sun. Even the residual energy fluctuations and shockwaves from their attacks could be fatal to ordinary Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns.

In the blink of an eye, the entire crowd had retreated to safer positions. Even the members of the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan and Jiang Clan joined the retreat, firmly deciding not to engage in an all-out war against the Great Solar Chen Clan, even if Qin Wentian were to appear.

The three Ascendants from the Pill Emperor Hall remained seated on their platform, unaffected by the energy fluctuations.

The only person who stayed put was Old Man Tianji, the host of the Heavenly Fate Rankings.

"Brother Tianji, I will personally visit your esteemed sect to make amends for today's events. But for now, I must resolve matters with the thief who stole my Chen Clan's Sacred Royal Medallion," the Chen Clan Ancestor said, glancing at Old Man Tianji.

Old Man Tianji remained unperturbed, continuing to observe the unfolding events.

"Qin Wentian, I've released the hostage. Isn't it time to hand over the medallion?" the Chen Clan Ancestor shifted his gaze to Qin Wentian.

"I never promised to hand it over," Qin Wentian replied coldly, still clutching the Sacred Royal Medallion tightly.

The Chen Clan Ancestor's pupils narrowed dangerously. If Qin Wentian didn't hand over the medallion, he wouldn't leave this place alive.

At that moment, Jun Yu stood up and turned his gaze to the great roc. "I don't care about the Chen Clan's Sacred Royal Medallion, but Qin Wentian, you dared to attack my Pill Emperor Hall. Come with me, and I can guarantee I won't kill you."

Qin Wentian's large eyes locked onto Jun Yu. He could sense the terrifying aura of an Ascendant emanating from him. Jun Yu's extraordinary presence had caused the Ouyang Ancestor to renege on his earlier promise.

Jun Yu had been a disciple of the Pill Emperor Hall but had become a direct disciple of an elder in the Royal Sacred Sect. Qin Wentian didn't know much about the Royal Sacred Sect, but he could tell that Jun Yu's appearance alone commanded immense respect among the transcendent powers in Grand Xia.

However, all Qin Wentian knew was that Jun Yu was now his enemy. And if he was his enemy, it didn't matter what background or status Jun Yu had.

Currently, Qin Wentian's forces were no match for the combined might of the Great Solar Chen Clan and the Pill Emperor Hall. The Mystic Moon Sect had only two Ascendants, and with Fairy Qingmei, Qin Wentian had a total of three. In contrast, his enemies had six.

If the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan and Jiang Clan hadn't backed out, there might have been a chance. But now, due to the Ouyang Ancestor's reluctance to engage, the situation had become precarious.

However, at this moment, Qin Wentian's other body was already hurrying toward the royal palace of the ancient kingdom, accompanied by Ouyang Kuangsheng and the rest.

In the ancient kingdom, only they remained. The imminent battle at the Venerate Heavens Sect had everyone's attention and focus; no one could spare a thought for what was happening in the ancient kingdom.

Upon their arrival, Qin Wentian discovered that Yun Mengyi was already there. In the ancient kingdom, there were only seven of them now.

Qin Wentian, Ouyang Kuangsheng, Chu Mang, Fan Le, Yun Mengyi, Qin Zheng, and someone who surprised Qin Wentian. The seventh person was none other than Mu Feng, a disciple of the Poison Monarch.

Taking in his surroundings, Qin Wentian couldn't help but feel shocked. Ahead of them, within the ancient kingdom, there was a vast sunken expanse of earth, as if something had devoured it. The cavity in the ground rapidly expanded, revealing gigantic and imposing grand halls.

"This is the underground kingdom of ancient Grand Xia, a place of absolute secrecy. Even the nine grand clans had no knowledge of its existence, allowing it to remain hidden through the ages," Yun Mengyi explained to the others. "The underground kingdom, also known as the Royal Tomb of Grand Xia, holds many secrets."

"Why have you gathered us here?" Qin Wentian asked. The situation at the Venerate Heavens Sect was far from ideal, and war could erupt at any moment. Why had Yun Mengyi brought them all here?

"Because Qin Wentian is in grave danger right now. I have a means to activate the Puppet Protector of the Tomb of Ancient Grand Xia," Yun Mengyi replied. Her figure flickered, and she appeared at the entrance of the tomb. She muttered to herself, "I never expected the entrance to be hidden under the protective Vermilion Bird Formation. Fortunately, the Vermilion Bird Formation has disappeared; otherwise, even I wouldn't be able to locate it."

As she spoke, she formed mysterious hand signs and chanted incantations. Moments later, clouds of dust rose from the earth. A chilly gust of wind swept through, revealing seven solemn-looking warriors in armor encircling Yun Mengyi. These armored warriors resembled statues that had remained motionless for ten thousand years, yet their finely carved features appeared vivid and lifelike, as though they were real humans.

Seven humans, seven directions, forming an innate connection with the Seven Slaughter Constellations, emanating a heavy aura of bloodlust.

"These seven puppets are all fifth-ranked puppet warriors. Although our strength is limited, the power we can unleash through them should be enough to intimidate others. However, using the seven puppets requires absolute trust in each other. Our hearts must be linked, our intentions aligned. If we fail in this, we will all undoubtedly die," Yun Mengyi explained as she glanced at Qin Wentian. She wasn't acquainted with him, but she knew that the others, with whom she had fought over the years, could be trusted.

"Don't worry," Qin Wentian assured her with a nod, indicating his understanding.

Ancient Grand Xia was one of the three dominant powers in the world, and its strength knew no bounds. The secrets hidden within its depths were not easily acquired. Who would have thought that the royal tomb was located beneath the area protected by the Vermilion Bird Formation?

Certainly, there were more secrets concealed within the royal tomb.

Yet, Qin Wentian was becoming increasingly suspicious of Yun Mengyi's identity. She had not only found the location of the royal tomb but also knew how to use the seven slaughter puppets.

"Prepare to enter the puppets," Yun Mengyi instructed. Her figure flickered as she appeared behind one of the puppets' cores. With a single finger, a bright light flashed, and the puppet opened, allowing her to enter and conceal all traces of her presence.

The others followed suit, entering their respective puppets.

The moment Qin Wentian entered, he could distinctly feel the formidable power of these puppets.

With his deep knowledge of puppets, even a cursory examination revealed that these puppets were crafted using priceless treasures. The inscriptions etched onto them were fearsome, enhancing their combat capabilities and enabling them to harness the power of constellations.

What astonished Qin Wentian even more was that Yun Mengyi's words held true. Now that all seven of them had entered the puppets, they could share their thoughts and intentions.

The Seven Slaughter Puppets merged their wills into one.

"Let me instruct you on how to control these puppets. You all must master their operation before we arrive at the Venerate Heavens Sect," Yun Mengyi's voice resounded in the minds of the other six cultivators, her words instilling solemn expressions on their faces.

The Seven Slaughter Puppets: capable of annihilating seven opponents with a single thought.

As Yun Mengyi taught the others how to activate their puppets, the space trembled, and an immense astral energy shot skyward, illuminating the heavens. In the midst of the sky, resplendent astral light gleamed, resembling the birth of a constellation.

After a while, the constellation in the sky solidified. The Seven Slaughter Puppets transformed into streaks of light, hurtling toward the direction of the Venerate Heavens Sect.

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Meanwhile, Qin Wentian's other form remained in place, fully aware of the current situation.

What he needed most now was time, time for the Seven Slaughter Puppets to reach the Venerate Heavens Sect. Their combined power could, at the very least, contend with a Celestial Phenomenon Ascendant.

The great roc couldn't help but sneer as he witnessed the Chen Clan's arrogance and Jun Yu's boldness. "You want me to return with you to the Pill Emperor Hall? Aren't you afraid I'll wield the demon sword again?"

"Although the sword is powerful, I've already sealed it," Jun Yu confidently asserted, prompting a silent, mocking laugh from Qin Wentian.

Could Jun Yu truly control the demon sword? That sword's power was monstrous, and its arrogance seemed boundless. Qin Wentian had dragged it for ten thousand miles, using his own blood to appease it, yet it had never been entirely under his control. How could Jun Yu possibly subdue it?

Even his master, an elder of the Royal Sacred Sect, wouldn't be able to wield the sword.

"You certainly know how to boast. Back then, the two Ascendants of your Pill Emperor Hall were injured by me. Now you dare to claim that you've sealed the demon sword?" Qin Wentian's voice dripped with sarcasm.

"Don't waste time with your nonsense. If you refuse to return with me, I'll have no choice but to take you by force," Jun Yu threatened, radiating a terrifying aura.

"Ready for a fight? It seems like you truly value me, with so many Ascendants present," Qin Wentian taunted. With a flash, the great roc soared into the sky, his blood roiling as an immense wave of demonic energy surged forth.

"Bzzz!" The great roc darted through the space, heading directly for Chen Fan of the Chen Clan.

"Pointless struggle." With three Ascendants from the Great Solar Chen Clan present, they couldn't allow Qin Wentian to harm Chen Fan. As the great roc's shadow streaked by, they discerned his intentions.

"BOOM!"

The great roc collided with a fiery shield that had formed in front of Chen Fan. Streams of astral light rained down, coalescing into a fiery barrier. Despite the immense force behind the great roc's impact, it only cracked the fiery shield but left Chen Fan unscathed.

"The gap between Heavenly Dipper and Celestial Phenomenon is insurmountable. I doubt you truly grasp the might of Constellations," sneered the youngest Ascendant of the Great Solar Chen Clan. He was the younger brother of the current clan lord, resplendent in a luxurious golden robe. His stance oozed arrogance, and above him, a titan made of living flames emerged, exuding an unparalleled power.

"Bzzz!" This Ascendant nonchalantly threw a punch, and the fiery titan mirrored his actions. The great roc's sharp talons thrust forward to meet the incoming fist. However, as they clashed, the great roc's body turned a reddish hue from the intense heat, and Qin Wentian felt his talons almost shatter from the powerful impact. The backlash from this collision caused his massive form to stagger backward, and he coughed up a mouthful of fresh blood.

"Going from Celestial Phenomenon to Heavenly Dipper is a qualitative leap, an insurmountable gap. Even with your colossal body, without the demon sword, you are nothing, inferior even to an ant before a Celestial Phenomenon Ascendant," the Ascendant proclaimed with disdain.

With another step forward, he clenched his fist, and the astral light raining down transformed into a colossal palm imprint, reaching out to grasp the great roc.

"PENG!"

The great roc's enormous body was ensnared, and the Ascendant casually hauled the giant creature closer.

"Wentian gege!" Bai Qing's face blanched as she witnessed this scene. She tried to rush forward, but the leader of the Mystic Moon Sect gestured for one of her disciples to take Bai Qing away.

The Mystic Moon Sect member obeyed, forcibly dragging the struggling Bai Qing away. The sect leader remained still because she had received Qin Wentian's voice transmission message.

The titan's massive hand deposited Qin Wentian in front of the youngest Ascendant from the Great Solar Chen Clan. This Ascendant, appearing youthful, wore a cold, blade-like smile. He fixated on the Sacred Royal Medallion clutched in Qin Wentian's talons. However, in his triumphant moment, he failed to notice one crucial detail—the immense and unrestrained killing intent emanating from the great roc's formidable eyes!