Sweeping Away Everything
Sweeping Away Everything
Qin Wentian's thunderous voice reverberated throughout the royal capital, instantly making everyone in the vicinity aware of his identity.
The sight of Mo Qingcheng's unmatched beauty had already captivated those who witnessed her. Her elegance and grace contradicted the baseless rumors circulating about her. Qin Wentian's declaration of her as his wife shattered any doubts. Clearly, the Qi King Manor had fabricated these vile rumors to tarnish Mo Qingcheng's reputation.
Qin Wentian's voice carried an unmistakable hatred that seemed capable of shaking the very heavens. His love for Mo Qingcheng was evident, and he couldn't tolerate her reputation being sullied. Anyone in his position would feel the same rage.
The Qi King Manor's motives were also quite transparent. The royal palace was in turmoil, with the Human Emperor near death and the Qi King maneuvering to seize the throne. The arrival of the Holy Maiden from the Medicine Sovereign Valley to heal the Human Emperor had already drawn the Qi King Manor's enmity.
Dongshan Jin, however, was truly foolish. Regardless of the path he chose, it only led to his death as a mere pawn. Even if they succeeded in killing the Holy Maiden's lover, it would spell the end of the Eastern Mountain Manor, as the Battle Sword Sect and the Medicine Sovereign Valley held far greater power.
Qin Wentian raised his halberd, positioning himself protectively next to Mo Qingcheng. The Eastern Mountain Marquis Manor's members blocked their path, their killing intent palpable as they pleaded, "Sir, please don't force our hand. We don't wish to offend you, but we must wait for the Marquis to arrive and make a decision."
In their current situation, they were trapped between a rock and a hard place. They dared not kill Qin Wentian, but they also couldn't allow him to leave. When the Eastern Mountain Marquis saw his son's lifeless body, they would face certain death. The Marquis's unwavering protection of his inept son was the reason Dongshan Jin had been chosen as a pawn.
"Those who obstruct me will die," Qin Wentian declared, his killing intent soaring to the heavens. His bloodline's power surged, his aura ascending to unprecedented heights. An overwhelming and tyrannical force emanated from him, while a fearsome demonic wind and a sword's might capable of challenging the heavens swept outward.
"How powerful," the members of the Eastern Mountain Manor murmured in awe. Qin Wentian, despite being a fourth-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereign, exuded an aura akin to a fifth-level or even a sixth-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereign. It was simply astonishing.
A demonic third eye materialized on Qin Wentian's forehead, causing intense pain in the minds of those below the fifth-level of Heavenly Dipper. Some even screamed in agony as their consciousness felt on the brink of explosion.
With each step Qin Wentian took, he unleashed his sword qi and killing intent with overwhelming force. Even those far from the scene could sense the oppressive aura that permeated the air. His rage against the Qi King Manor for sullying Mo Qingcheng's reputation was palpable.
Another step, and a thunderous "BOOM" echoed. Those in agony had their throats sliced open by his sword qi, collapsing instantly. The others stood frozen in terror. Their leader, a seventh-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereign, was the only one who might stand a chance against Qin Wentian.
The moment of hesitation was over, and every member of the opposition released their own astral novas. Qin Wentian's Demon Sovereign Astral Nova materialized above, unleashing beams of starlight that cascaded down like a celestial rain. From these beams emerged a legion of demonic silhouettes. It was as if he had summoned the overlords of the underworld, and their presence filled the air with dread. These were not ordinary beasts; they were demonic creatures with the strength of fifth-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns.
"Summon-type astral soul? How can the beasts he summons be this powerful?" The onlookers were filled with fear and awe as they witnessed this spectacle. Qin Wentian uttered a single command, "Kill."
The word 'Kill' reverberated throughout the space, and the roars of the demonic beasts shook the very foundations of reality. A massive Golden Primal Ape advanced, its colossal feet targeting an unfortunate expert who tried to escape. Despite frantic efforts to flee, the merciless foot descended, resulting in a violent explosion of gore and blood. The unfortunate victim was crushed to death.
The Crimsonblood Thunder Hawk transformed into a blood-red streak, slicing through the skies, its wings leaving a trail of splattered blood. With one swift motion, it severed the head of another expert.
"Move now!" The seventh-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereign barked orders, signaling the three sixth-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns beside him to act. However, just as they were about to spring into action, Qin Wentian completed another step, sending a torrent of sword qi cascading through the area.
Qin Wentian thrust his palms outward, conjuring gigantic ancient bells. The three sixth-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns felt their hearts racing uncontrollably, gripped by intense pain.
Qin Wentian's left palm struck again, manifesting a colossal blood-colored palm imprint. One of the three experts snorted and defended with a palm strike, but the moment their imprints collided, the defender's imprint withered away instantly. A beam of blood-colored light shot into his palm, corroding his arm from the inside out, turning it into a desiccated husk within seconds.
"ARGH!" The sixth-level expert screamed in agony as the blood curse imprint, an ultimate Grand Xia art powered by Qin Wentian's bloodline energy, coursed through his bloodstream, rapidly withering him into a skeletal figure.
As the other two experts closed in on Qin Wentian, he swung his scarlet demon halberd. The moment they entered its crimson-hued domain, they found themselves in a boundless, blood-colored hell. Crimson streams of energy resembling demon halberds rained down upon them relentlessly.
"Puchi, puchi..."
The sounds of bodies being pierced through filled the air. In an instant, three sixth-level Heavenly Dipper experts had been annihilated. Meanwhile, the summoned demonic beasts continued to run rampant, freely slaughtering the first wave of Eastern Mountain Marquis Manor's experts.
"How terrifying! As expected of a member of the Battle Sword Sect. His combat prowess is unparalleled."
Witnessing the carnage from a distance, the observers were filled with terror. Qin Wentian's dominance was on full display as he mercilessly slew those who stood in his way, showing no mercy whatsoever.
With each determined step, Qin Wentian continued to advance, undeterred by the formidable seventh-level Heavenly Dipper expert confronting him. His battle intent surged like a mighty torrent, undiminished by the daunting challenge ahead.
The heart of the seventh-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereign raced erratically. He had just witnessed three of his strongest subordinates perish in the blink of an eye. This young man before him was nothing short of a devil incarnate.
In the expert's hand, a colossal axe materialized, emitting an overwhelming pressure that felt heavier than mountains and seemed capable of crushing everything in its path.
"BOOOM!" Stepping forward, a dazzling light enveloped his axe. Simultaneously, his astral soul and astral nova burst forth, illuminating the weapon with radiant astral beams, enhancing its power even further.
"Bzz!" Qin Wentian executed the Stellar Transposition technique, vanishing from sight. In an instant, his scarlet demon halberd materialized before his adversary. The moment his halberd swung, the surrounding space trembled as if it were involuntarily shattering under the immense pressure.
The opponent was no slouch in terms of perception. His formidable great axe swung, and a beam of axe-light materialized in the sky, merging with his axe and intensifying its radiance. Moments later, the axes clashed directly, creating an explosive shockwave that fractured space and unleashed torrents of formidable qi flows.
The Great Dream Astral Soul and Astral Nova both manifested as a blinding light radiated from the center of Qin Wentian's brow, attempting to envelop his opponent in a dream. However, his adversary's willpower remained steadfast. At the same moment, a vertical line appeared on the center of the expert's brow, resembling a golden axe emitting a chilling sharpness.
Without hesitation, Qin Wentian summoned an immense axe into his left hand and brought it down with a resounding chop. A beam of sword-like brilliance pierced the heavens. The seventh-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereign's expression shifted as he roared, unleashing a golden-palm astral nova that collided head-on with Qin Wentian's axe.
Qin Wentian's determination remained unwavering, and his killing intent reached skyward as he unleashed his King Sword astral nova, the blade's movement engulfing the entire space.
The onlookers were all shocked to their core. They were witnessing Qin Wentian engaged in a titanic battle against a formidable seventh-level Heavenly Dipper expert. Strike after relentless strike, each containing irresistible force. The power behind these attacks compelled the seventh-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereign to give it his all. Simultaneously, Qin Wentian's astral nova held its ground, standing toe to toe with his adversary's, creating shockwaves that tore through the skies, leaving fissures in their wake.
Engaging in combat at the fourth-level of Heavenly Dipper against a formidable seventh-level opponent? The disparity of three levels was undeniable, even if the seventh-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereign was not a remarkable genius but merely a guard from a Marquis Manor. Nevertheless, the chasm in power between them was evident, making Qin Wentian's ability to confront such a foe a terrifying display of combat prowess.
"If you persist in pushing me, then be prepared to meet your end," Qin Wentian's opponent, despite his long-lasting assault, couldn't break through Qin Wentian's defenses. His frustration was palpable. The golden axe-shaped light in the center of his brow blazed brightly, shrouding his entire body as the intensity of his murderous intent escalated.
Qin Wentian remained as cold and composed as ever, his handsome face carrying a fiendish aura. Another halberd strike surged forth, compelling his adversary to defend. Simultaneously, he extended a finger from his left hand, generating an overwhelming surge of bloodthirst that burst outwards. The expression of his opponent immediately shifted, and the golden axe from his brow flew out to shield him. However, a crimson beam of light erupted from Qin Wentian's attack, and his opponent's body stiffened. The golden light in the center of his brow vanished, replaced by crimson blood.
"Bzz!" The fierce wind howled as the blood-colored beam transformed into a colossal, blood-hued silhouette. With feathers streaked in a mix of red and black, it resembled a demonic beast emerging from the depths of Purgatory.
"Is that a Vermilion Bird?"
Spectators were filled with trepidation as they beheld this immense demonic creature. Its malevolent aura enveloped the entire area, even affecting the summoned astral warbeasts. It was truly terrifying.
"Purgatory," Qin Wentian called out. The Purgatory Vermilion Bird turned to face him, tilting its head and emitting a shrill cry upon seeing Qin Wentian. It flapped its colossal wings, swirling around him in excitement. After a moment, it prostrated before Qin Wentian, who approached and mounted it with Mo Qingcheng.
Another command echoed as the beast's baleful aura surged. The summoned astral warbeasts formed two rows with the Vermilion Bird in the center, all moving in unison.
"This..." Spectators were stunned. The Eastern Mountain Manor's experts had been wiped out. They had come to eliminate Qin Wentian but had been reduced to corpses.
The seemingly unassuming young man had transformed into an incarnation of a primordial demon monarch. Brandishing the scarlet demon halberd and perched on the Purgatory Vermilion Bird's back, he advanced, flanked by two rows of demonic beasts that eagerly awaited his orders.
The scene was awe-inspiring. Ye Kongfan, the son of the Qi King and a Heaven Chosen from the Violet Thunder Sect, paled in comparison to Qin Wentian.
In the distance, another wave of formidable auras approached, likely the second group of experts dispatched by the Eastern Mountain Manor. However, Qin Wentian's expression remained unchanged. He stood firmly on the back of the Purgatory Vermilion Bird, unwavering in his determination. Death awaited anyone who dared to obstruct him!