Existences above Celestial Phenomenon Ascendants

Existences above Celestial Phenomenon Ascendants

The crimson-eyed demonic spirit fixed a baleful glare on Qin Wentian, intensifying the pressure and crushing Little Rascal into the ground, drawing blood.

"I said, release him," Qin Wentian's silhouette flickered and reappeared in front of the demonic spirit, a sword gripped firmly in his left hand.

With a resounding "Peng," the sharp blade descended, but it inflicted no harm on the spirit. The demonic creature lunged forward, attempting to devour Qin Wentian whole, but astral light erupted as a colossal celestial hammer materialized in his hands, slamming down and forcing the spirit's maw shut.

Qin Wentian was hurled backward into the blood pool once more. The hunger within his bloodline grew more insatiable, his eyes gleaming with a malevolent demonic light.

The magnitude of the demonic energy within the blood pool was unfathomable, surpassing even the power he had gained when burning the energy of the demonic divinities. While his bloodline yearned for all of it, he couldn't contain the entire reservoir. His only option was to employ the Immortal Vanquishing Swordplay to incinerate the excess energy he had absorbed.

"Let's settle this," Qin Wentian's sword intent intensified, shrouding the entire space in destructive sword power. The blood pool transformed into a terrifying vortex as it was relentlessly drawn into Qin Wentian's body. Excess energy was continuously consumed to fuel the Immortal Vanquishing Swordplay.

"This energy can sustain it," Qin Wentian affirmed, unwilling to face certain death recklessly. If this plan failed, he was ready to endure grave injuries to abort the attack. Yet, at this moment, he felt the boundless power of the demonic energy within the blood pool was sufficient to unleash that single strike.

Little Rascal gazed at Qin Wentian, the spirit of the Purgatory Vermilion Bird flickering in its eyes. The Vermilion Bird harbored nothing but love and longing for Qin Wentian, born as a stroke of ancient fortune linked to him. In its world, Qin Wentian was all that mattered.

"AROOOO!" The demonic spirit sensed the looming threat, howling in madness as it charged once more.

Astral light burst forth as Qin Wentian executed Stellar Transposition to retreat, still standing in the blood pool. The blood within the pool transformed into threads of crimson light, absorbed into his body. The space turned crimson as overwhelming sword might enveloped everything.

Qin Wentian's body trembled, pain and agony inevitable as he attempted to unleash a sword attack far beyond his level.

As the crimson-eyed demonic spirit lunged once again, Qin Wentian's finger pierced the air, the formidable sword might halting the creature in its tracks. The entire area bore down upon it, even the space itself felt as though it might shatter under the sharpness of the sword-finger attack.

The crimson-eyed demonic spirit writhed in excruciating pain, howling bitterly. The vortex in the blood pool spun frenziedly, its energy rapidly draining away to fuel the Immortal Vanquishing Swordplay.

Qin Wentian's finger struck again, penetrating the demonic spirit's form. A terrifying wave of annihilating sword power surged, ravaging its entire being.

"VANQUISH!" Qin Wentian's body radiated a crimson light, the sword having claimed the spirit's existence. The once-potent blood pool had completely dried up, revealing a skeletal form. The glow that had emanated from it now faded into darkness.

With a "plop," Qin Wentian collapsed to the ground, drained of strength. He panted heavily, struggling to retrieve the Blood Shadow Herbs and consume them. Despite his exhaustion, a triumphant smile graced his face. Success! The energy within the blood pool had been enough to execute the Immortal Vanquishing Swordplay. However, the aftermath left his body severely weakened, even his internal organs convulsing from the exertion.

Yet, his demonic bloodline continued to release energy, coursing through his body. The remnants of the energy left behind after the sword strike were being absorbed by his blood, hastening his recovery.

The earth quaked, causing the surroundings to tremble as if the heavens and earth themselves were about to crumble. Qin Wentian's eyes glinted sharply as he surveyed his surroundings. Little Rascal hurried to his side, and Qin Wentian gently cradled it, instructing, "Quickly, go and devour the remnants of that demonic spirit."

With a low bark, Little Rascal bounded toward the demonic spiritual body that Qin Wentian had intentionally left intact. Simultaneously, the environment around them began to collapse.

Outside the mine, experts who had entered the hidden realm were puzzled by the commotion.

"What's happening?" Shang Qi from the Royal Camp turned his attention to the area where the blood-colored light had flashed. The distant terrain was crumbling, and stone fragments flew through the air.

"Stone fragments flying everywhere. What's going on?" The tremors spread, even affecting the spatial fabric itself. Startled gazes turned in the direction of the disturbance. The hidden realm itself seemed to be collapsing, with the collapsed parts neatly stacking on top of one another.

Moments later, the entire space shattered. The mountain was no longer a mountain, and the lakes and rivers ceased to exist. The vast expanse of the hidden realm became visible at a single glance. It turned out that the real hidden realm was a massive mountain.

Various major power camps stood on this mountain. Now, they could see each other.

"What's that?" All eyes fixed on a distant point. There, an ancient tree towered as high as the tallest peak, with branches and roots intertwining like massive tendrils. The ancient tree seemed to reach the heavens, and even from this distance, an abundance of astral energy radiated from it.

"Xie Yu from the Ecliptic Sect and Leng Tu from the Blood Cloud Sect are over there," someone exclaimed, prompting the others to rush toward the location of the ancient tree.

In an instant, all the experts in the hidden realm had converged at the ancient tree. As they looked up at its towering form, their hearts trembled involuntarily.

From this distance, the tree emanated a potent energy, a convergence of various Mandates' wills that surged through its branches. Hanging from the boughs were several fruits, radiating with pure astral energy.

"Holy moly, is that a Celestial Constellation Tree?" Someone gasped in astonishment. It was almost unbelievable that such a tree existed here.

"The Celestial Constellation Tree," the experts murmured with excitement, their eyes fixed on the magnificent tree ahead.

"Return to the King's Manor and notify the others," Shang Qi ordered a subordinate, though he noticed a hint of reluctance in the subordinate's eyes. The man was torn between the treasure before him and his duty. Finally, he nodded and rushed away with great speed.

They all understood the significance of a Celestial Constellation Tree's appearance.

"The Celestial Constellation Tree produces Celestial Constellation Fruits. If I find one that matches my Mandates, it will greatly accelerate my comprehension, helping me reach the Perfection Boundary of my second-level insights," Yin Ting of the Yin Clan murmured with a hint of madness in his eyes. He hadn't expected the treasure in this hidden realm to be a fully matured Celestial Constellation Tree, complete with numerous fruits.

Every Celestial Constellation Fruit was invaluable, especially for those seeking to advance in their Mandates.

Meanwhile, Jian Jingtian from the Heaven Shocking Sword Sect was furiously digging into the ground as if searching for something.

This strange behavior raised suspicions among the onlookers. They recalled the ancient texts that described why Celestial Constellation Trees appeared. Could those stories be true? The reality of this hidden realm was so astonishing that it left the crowd trembling with disbelief.

Unbeknownst to them, this hidden realm served as the final resting place for a legendary figure who had transcended even Celestial Phenomenon Ascendants.

Legends spoke of individuals at this level who could condense an immortal foundation within their bodies and wield immortal energy. A mere glance from them could obliterate an Ascendant, and a single casual strike could decimate a group of Ascendants. No matter how numerous Ascendants were, they would be powerless in the face of such legendary beings. To these figures, Celestial Phenomenon Ascendants were like ants, easily crushed underfoot.

The sect leader of the Sacred Royal Sect was rumored to belong to this legendary realm, solidifying its unassailable position as the region's overlord.

If, one day, someone in the Grand Xia Empire were to break through to this realm, they would instantly rise in status, standing on equal footing with Grand Shang and breaking free from its control. The excitement they felt upon seeing the Celestial Constellation Tree was unimaginable. The records clearly stated that Celestial Constellation Trees would only be born if the blood essence of legendary characters seeped into the soil, nurturing it over a long period.

Now, not just Jian Jingtian, but everyone was frantically hacking away at their surroundings in search of the remains of this supreme existence.

While the Celestial Constellation Tree was incredibly valuable, it was still just a tree, and it would always be there. Their main curiosity lay in whether the supreme existence had left behind any inheritances or treasures after their demise.

Suddenly, in one of the collapsed ruins nearby, a hand burst out of the ground. Everyone froze, gripped by primal fear. Had the legendary character not truly perished?

An explosion followed, and the earth around the hand shattered. When the silhouette became clear, everyone's surprise was evident. Their expressions twitched, and the nervousness they had felt earlier had been caused by this person before them. Had they all been fooled by him?

"It's you?!" Shang Yue's eyes widened in surprise when she realized it was Qin Wentian.

"You actually didn't die," Yin Chen sneered. Qin Wentian was not only alive but had somehow sneaked into the hidden realm and emerged from a buried ruin. Standing beside him was a demonic beast that had also emerged from the ground, eyeing the others.

Qin Wentian took a deep breath. He hadn't expected to recover so quickly after using the Immortal Vanquishing Swordplay. Perhaps his swift recovery had something to do with the pool of blood that his bloodline had absorbed. He gazed in awe at the towering mountain ahead, wondering if the Yuan Meteor Mine they had discovered earlier was created to nourish this ancient tree, allowing it to absorb pure astral energy and grow even more potent.

What amazed Qin Wentian even more was the aura emanating from the tree's fruits, which felt even more formidable than the Great Terra Fruits.

However, he couldn't help but feel depressed as he realized he had explored the entire space in the spatial realm that had collapsed earlier. Right now, he was the focus of numerous stares, several of which carried a sense of enmity.

"Brother Qin," Ji Xue's voice suddenly sounded out.

Qin Wentian turned to her and nodded. "What kind of tree is this?"

"The Celestial Constellation Tree," Ji Xue explained, "can only be nurtured by the blood essence of a character in the legendary realm above Celestial Phenomenon. The mountain we were in earlier, which transformed from the dried-up mine, was actually composed of exhausted Yuan Meteor Stones that turned into ordinary rocks after their energy was drained. As for the demonic spirit we encountered earlier, it must have also been born from the blood essence of that powerhouse."

She continued, "The fruits of this tree are called Celestial Constellation Fruits, also known as Mandate Fruits!"

Qin Wentian's heart trembled as he grasped the significance. "Birthed from the blood essence of a character a realm above Celestial Phenomenon Ascendants!" He finally understood why the energy in that pool of blood had sustained the Immortal Vanquishing Swordplay and why his recovery had been so rapid.

Before Qin Wentian could fully process this revelation, Xie Yu turned to him with a sly grin. "Brother Qin, that demonic spirit that chased after you earlier was also born from the blood essence of the legendary character. Since it has vanished, it must have been destroyed by you. Did you find any treasures in its nest left behind by that supreme existence?"

As Xie Yu's words trailed off, Ji Xue's beautiful eyes stiffened, and her expression turned unsightly. She couldn't believe how quickly Xie Yu had changed sides.

The stares of everyone in the group focused on Qin Wentian, and waves of coldness emanated from them. Qin Wentian locked eyes with Xie Yu, noticing the nonchalant expression on his face and a faint smile that seemed to suggest he had forgotten who had saved his life.