The Medicine Sovereign’s Cultivation Realm

The Medicine Sovereign's Cultivation Realm . . .

Not long ago, the Darkshadow Sovereign had launched a daring assassination attempt on Qin Wentian. In that perilous encounter, the Sovereign had employed his dual constellations to ensnare Qin Wentian within an inescapable space, subjecting him to relentless assaults that had nearly resulted in his death. It had only been through Qin Wentian's utilization of the Immortal Vanquishing Swordplay that he had managed to break free from the Sovereign's constellation and survive.

However, the tides had shifted dramatically since then. The Darkshadow Sovereign, in a reversal of roles, had unleashed his constellation once more. But this time, it was he who found himself trapped within the inexorable grip of Qin Wentian's constellation, ensnared in an unfamiliar realm.

In the Celestial Phenomenon Realm, every expert possessed a unique constellation that was distinctly their own. The battle between Qin Wentian and the Darkshadow Sovereign had showcased the myriad transformations and intricacies of these celestial entities. Although the Darkshadow Sovereign was a formidable figure with a third-level Celestial Phenomenon cultivation, Qin Wentian, despite recently attaining his constellation, posed a grave existential threat to him.

In the current moment, the Darkshadow Sovereign remained concealed within his secondary constellation. Whistling sounds resonated as ancient vines assailed Qin Wentian with unrelenting fervor. Yet, each time they neared him, they were effortlessly shredded by a potent destructive force.

Qin Wentian's gaze remained fixed on the Darkshadow Sovereign's darkness-themed constellation as he declared with icy resolve, "Your constellation's attacks are futile against me. If you seek my demise, you must confront me personally."

His words dripped with unwavering confidence, underpinned by the tempestuous storm of destruction that raged around him. Its might was so overwhelming that even the Darkshadow Sovereign's constellation trembled. Wherever the Sovereign hid, Qin Wentian intended to force him out of this dreamworld created by the Dreamworld Constellation.

The vine-themed constellation of the Darkshadow Sovereign had been rendered completely impotent—it was utterly incapable of ensnaring Qin Wentian. His attempted ploy to trap Qin Wentian had instead entrapped himself within the dreamworld, while his vine attacks were mercilessly decimated by the storm of destruction.

With only his second constellation remaining, the Darkshadow Sovereign was forced to rely on it. Yet, in a startling turn of events, his constellation morphed into a river of darkness that surged relentlessly toward Qin Wentian from all angles.

Qin Wentian maintained his commanding position in the sky, his storm of destruction colliding with the oncoming river of darkness. Simultaneously, numerous silhouettes of the Darkshadow Sovereign manifested, launching a coordinated assault on Qin Wentian.

"BOOM!"

Qin Wentian stomped forcefully, emanating an aura of absolute suppression. He appeared like a god of war, peerless and unassailable.

"EXTINGUISH!" The silhouettes crumbled, revealing the true form of the Darkshadow Sovereign. His darkness constellation whirled with remarkable speed, exuding a potent suction force aimed at engulfing Qin Wentian. The vortex it formed was large enough to swallow over a hundred individuals in an instant.

Qin Wentian tilted his head slightly, locking eyes with the Darkshadow Sovereign's frigid gaze. A surge of formidable energy surged from him, transforming his physique into that of a fiendish god. With a thunderous roar, he raised his palms and unleashed countless Fiendgod Suppression Palm Imprints. In that pivotal moment, a relentless deluge of destructive energy surged toward the swirling abyss of darkness, the two opposing forces colliding in a cataclysmic clash.

A deafening cacophony reverberated through the space, a symphony of destruction orchestrated by the clash of titans. In the throes of battle, the Darkshadow Sovereign, a once-dominant force, howled in a futile rage. Yet, at that pivotal instant, Qin Wentian, the unyielding protagonist, transcended his mortal limitations. With an indomitable spirit, he plunged headfirst into the swirling vortex created by his own celestial entity, an entourage of his incarnations surging forth in a relentless tide.

Qin Wentian unleashed a flurry of palm strikes, each imbued with an unstoppable force that resonated through the cosmos. His foot descended with unparalleled might, eclipsing even the brilliance of their constellations. The resulting pandemonium, a fusion of raw power and divine spectacle, overwhelmed the senses.

A shrill chorus of agony rang out as the Darkshadow Sovereign's inner organs were shredded by the relentless pressure. He hastily retreated, his despair palpable. Qin Wentian, his eyes frigid as ice, snorted disdainfully. A casual grasp of the air merged the pervasive streams of destructive energy, coalescing into an enormous palm imprint. This colossal manifestation gripped the Darkshadow Sovereign in its vice-like hold.

Defiance laced the Sovereign's words as he growled, "Qin Wentian, your days are numbered!"

"Perish!" With unwavering resolve, Qin Wentian crushed the Darkshadow Sovereign to oblivion, leaving only a scattering of interspatial rings in his wake. Qin Wentian's actions left no doubt—he was keenly aware of the wealth these two formidable adversaries had amassed.

Indeed, both the Darkshadow Sovereign and the Star River Lord were reputed to be immensely wealthy individuals.

With the elimination of these two formidable figures, Qin Wentian calmly retracted his Dreamworld Constellation. In an instant, the tranquility that had once pervaded the space was restored, as if nothing extraordinary had transpired.

In the heart of the Star River Association's headquarters, the onlookers remained fixated on Qin Wentian, their expressions a curious blend of awe and trepidation. The figure that radiated unparalleled magnificence hovered imperiously in the air, while the Star River Lord and the Darkshadow Sovereign had vanished into the annals of history. This stark reality sent tremors of astonishment rippling through the hearts of all who witnessed it. Two of Grand Xia's most formidable shadowy figures had been vanquished in one fell swoop, surpassing even the ascendants of the transcendent powers of Grand Xia.

But none dared to challenge this absolute genius who had successfully reunified Grand Xia. His vision for the kingdom held supreme sway. The triumphant reunification of Grand Xia was an implicit command for all transcendent powers to yield, a mandate none dared to contravene. Those who dared to defy Qin Wentian's directive had met with dire consequences—death.

Qin Wentian's steely gaze settled upon the remaining Star River Association experts. His cold voice pierced the air, "From this day forth, the Star River Association is banned from Grand Xia. Disperse!"

As his words reverberated, the Star River Association's members dispersed obediently, gradually vanishing from Grand Xia.

With the Star River Lord and the Darkshadow Sovereign vanquished, their fate sealed, there was little recourse for the organization they once represented. To challenge Qin Wentian would be tantamount to courting their own demise.

The upper echelons of the Star River Association shot daggers from their eyes as they reluctantly followed suit. Though they concealed their ire, their glares spoke volumes. Their plans for vengeance would surely be set in motion. They would stop at nothing to bring Qin Wentian to justice.

...

Having accomplished his mission, Qin Wentian departed, returning to the ancient kingdom of Grand Xia. His actions had sent shockwaves reverberating throughout the kingdom. Over a thousand branches of the Star River Association lay decimated, revealing the true extent of the organization's menace. Rumors of their malevolent influence and their clandestine alliance with the Darkshadow Sovereign began to circulate, unsettling the populace. Even the highest echelons of the transcendent powers had underestimated the sinister machinations of the Star River Association, let alone the common people of Grand Xia.

What had once appeared as an unassuming power had now been exposed as a tyrannical force, leaving countless victims in its wake. Qin Wentian's swift and decisive actions drew the admiration of the people of Grand Xia, who marveled at the newfound strength and determination of their Emperor.

Having eliminated the Star River Association, Qin Wentian had successfully consolidated his power, ensuring the kingdom's security. His goal extended beyond mere authority; he aimed to cultivate the talents of Grand Xia, fostering its strength and prosperity. Under this new order, he believed that Grand Xia would flourish, unassailable by external forces, and firmly entrenched as a dominant force in the world.

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Meanwhile, in the Royal Sacred Region, tensions simmered as two supreme powers clashed, both vying for control, all because of one man—Qin Wentian.

One of these behemoths was none other than the Royal Sacred Sect, the reigning hegemon of the Royal Sacred Region.

For a staggering century, the Royal Sacred Sect had reigned supreme over the world, an indomitable titan whose might knew no equal. But, in a startling twist of fate, a seismic shockwave of provocation had recently shattered their unassailable facade.

Qin Wentian, brash and audacious, had struck down Xia Sheng with a haughty flourish right within the hallowed halls of the Royal Sacred Sect before vanishing into the ether. This affront had left the sect's most formidable experts seething with inexpressible humiliation. And so, on the day of Qin Wentian's grand wedding, the Royal Sacred Sect dispatched a cadre of elite Celestial Phenomenon Ascendants to exact vengeance. Little did they anticipate that what should have been a solemn occasion would instead become an indelible stain on the hegemon's illustrious history.

The operatives sent to Chu, all high-tiered Celestial Phenomenon Ascendants, departed with unwavering resolve but returned as lifeless husks, a macabre anomaly that defied all precedent. Were word of this calamity to spread throughout the Royal Sacred Region, the repercussions would be nothing short of cataclysmic. Alas, because the incident had unfolded in the obscure backwaters of Chu, the broader powers of the Royal Sacred Region remained blissfully ignorant.

Yet, how could the Royal Sacred Sect itself remain oblivious to such a monumental affront? The news sent shockwaves rippling through their highest echelons, leaving a tempest of unrest in its wake.

For several days, scores of experts clamored outside the Sacred Emperor Hall, fervently seeking an audience. But the elusive immortal will of the Sacred Emperor remained shrouded in silence.

Finally, on this day, the Sacred Emperor's presence materialized within the hall, casting a radiant luminescence that imbued the entire chamber.

"Your humble servants pay our deepest respects to the Sacred Emperor," chorused the prostrated assembly.

"What troubles you?" inquired the ethereal silhouette of the Sacred Emperor.

"Qin Wentian, in a wanton act of defiance, celebrated his wedding in Chu. In response, we dispatched a contingent of experts to exact retribution, but they met their end, utterly vanquished," stuttered one petitioner, eliciting a surge of ominous energy. The Sacred Emperor's voice turned frigid as he admonished, "Did I not decree that the matter had reached its conclusion? Who authorized this vendetta?"

"Sacred Emperor, the humiliation suffered... we felt compelled to avenge it. This world belongs to us, to the Royal Sacred Sect!" ventured another, his head bowed.

"What do you truly comprehend?" The Sacred Emperor's tone was icy as he continued, "The Medicine Sovereign has long ascended to my level of cultivation."

At the utterance of these words, a palpable shiver coursed through every member of the Royal Sacred Sect present. The revelation struck them like a thunderbolt.

Why had the Royal Sacred Sect dominated the Royal Sacred Region unchallenged for generations? Because their Sacred Emperor stood peerless, a mythical legend of the legendary immortal realm. Yet now, the Sacred Emperor had casually revealed that the Medicine Sovereign too was an immortal-level cultivator.

Suddenly, the pieces fell into place, and they realized why the Medicine Sovereign, despite his seniority, had chosen to champion Qin Wentian. It wasn't a matter of seniority; it was an issue of transcendent realms. In the presence of a legendary immortal, what significance did seniority hold? Celestial Phenomenon Ascendants were not even qualified to converse with the Sacred Emperor. The Medicine Sovereign's personal intervention underscored his own status as an immortal.

"Nevertheless, the Medicine Sovereign has overstepped his bounds this time. The Royal Sacred Region remains unequivocally under the dominion of the Royal Sacred Sect. Given the circumstances, I grant you permission to eliminate Qin Wentian. Should the Medicine Sovereign dare to intercede once more, report directly to me." The Sacred Emperor's words dripped with icy resolve. He had initially been disinclined to become embroiled in this affair, but the Medicine Sovereign's direct involvement had forced his hand. Qin Wentian was, after all, a mere junior. Despite his prodigious talent, the Royal Sacred Sect could snuff out his existence with ease.