Jun Mengchen’s Crisis

Jun Mengchen's Crisis . . .

This series of battles marked a significant departure from the previous skirmishes. In those chaotic encounters, combatants of varying cultivation levels clashed without restriction. However, during this particular period, all the battles were confined to the fifth-level of Celestial Phenomenon.

Qin Wentian initiated a whirlwind of action. Following him, Su Feng sought to assert his dominance with sheer force, and eventually, a formidable female heaven-chosen, Zi Qingxuan, emerged, defeating Su Feng. Within this tier of cultivation, only Qin Wentian and Zi Qingxuan remained undefeated, earning them a remarkable record.

Their avoidance of clashing with each other stirred curiosity among the observers, leading to comments from even the immortal kings. Who knew, perhaps their relationship went beyond friendship and ventured into romantic territory.

Following the intense battle with Su Feng, the majority of the top twenty positions for fifth-level Celestial Phenomenon participants were essentially secured. Qin Wentian and Zi Qingxuan faced no threats. Su Feng still had a chance to make the cut, provided that participants from other levels couldn't outshine him. Among fifth-level Celestial Phenomenon fighters, only these three individuals possessed the qualifications to join the top twenty ranks.

As for the others, they were destined to become ordinary core disciples, forfeiting any opportunity to vie for the prestigious title of Sage Child. Those who couldn't secure a spot in the top twenty held little appeal to the lofty immortal kings.

If the supreme immortal kings of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect were to consider taking disciples, they would select from the top twenty ranks.

After Zi Qingxuan's battle concluded, she returned to her seat. Many eyes turned towards her, and upon seeing her seated beside Qin Wentian, some experts couldn't help but chuckle. "Indeed, they make a lovely couple."

Even the Idlecloud Immortal King couldn't resist turning to glance at Zi Qingxuan and Qin Wentian, a warm smile gracing his face. "May your relationship be enduring. Haha."

Zi Qingxuan blushed instantaneously, her icy demeanor giving way to a radiant glow. At this moment, she appeared truly stunning. Qin Wentian, however, wore an awkward smile. In truth, his interactions with Zi Qingxuan had not been particularly deep or frequent. He harbored no romantic feelings for her. He could only shake his head and sigh, realizing that gossip was a constant presence, whether among ordinary mortals or high-ranking immortals.

"Pay them no mind," Qin Wentian reassured Zi Qingxuan with a smile.

Zi Qingxuan nodded and stole a glance at Qin Wentian. His clear eyes and the smile on his handsome face made him an exceptional young man, basking in the metaphorical sunlight. However, he appeared to harbor no such thoughts.

"I won't. They're just joking," Zi Qingxuan replied softly before shifting her gaze away.

"Haha, sometimes jokes can turn into reality," chimed in Jun Mengchen, laughing beside them. Qin Wentian shot an irritated glare at his junior brother, who responded with a mischievous expression before wisely holding his tongue.

Following the impressive battles involving Qin Wentian, Su Feng, and Zi Qingxuan, the stage now belonged to experts from various cultivation levels. Dazzling characters emerged, each striving to leave their mark. Qin Wentian, however, couldn't help but notice a pattern: the higher one's cultivation level, the more easily they could deliver a spectacular performance that left a lasting impression. This phenomenon likely stemmed from a deeper understanding of their constellations and access to greater astral energy.

For those newly entering the Celestial Phenomenon Realm, their foundations were not yet solid, and they lacked an abundance of innate techniques and power. Consequently, their ability to impress was limited. While some might be considered supreme geniuses, the gap between them and higher-level cultivators was evident.

This was the nature of cultivation. As one progressed on their path, they accumulated a wealth of innate techniques and cultivation arts, and their comprehension of these arts varied. As a result, the disparities between levels of genius became increasingly clear.

This fact was not lost on Qin Wentian and the other immortal kings. In the thirteen prefectures, it was highly likely that the top three rankers would be fifth-level ascendants and above. On average, there would be two participants from each cultivation level among the top twenty. However, in reality, there were more participants from higher cultivation levels in the top twenty.

Having already defeated the top ranker of the Thunder Prefecture, Qin Wentian and Zi Qingxuan should have no trouble securing a spot within the top twenty.

"Senior brother, what do you think the rewards will be for the top three rankers?" Jun Mengchen asked Qin Wentian at the immortal banquet.

"I'm not certain, but they should be treasures ranked above immortal-foundation level. Otherwise, it wouldn't be fitting for the top three positions." Qin Wentian replied with a smile as he sipped his wine.

"Indeed," Jun Mengchen agreed. "This banquet only occurs once every hundred years, and even the food here has the same nourishing effects as immortal-ranked pills. I'm sure the rewards for the top three will be nothing short of awe-inspiring. Senior brother, we must do our best to claim those treasures. And senior sister Qingxuan, let's give our all and strive to reach the very end!"

Jun Mengchen was brimming with optimism. While ferocious in combat, his true personality was childlike when interacting privately with Qin Wentian and Zi Qingxuan—pure, innocent, and devoid of scheming.

"Haha, you're quite confident," Qin Wentian remarked, amused by Jun Mengchen's optimism.

"Naturally. Senior brother, at least for now, there's no one who can push me to use my full strength. I'm sure the same goes for you both. We will definitely secure the top three ranks." Jun Mengchen exuded confidence. However, just as he spoke, a cold snort cut through the conversation. "How audacious. You three truly don't comprehend the vastness of heaven and earth. People like you aiming for the top three? What about Gusu Tianqi, Feather King, and Cang Ao? Which of them lacks talent compared to you? Based solely on your meager cultivation levels, you can't hold a candle to them."

The interruption came from none other than Zuyu, a figure from the Battle Heavens Immortal Manor who shared a table with Gu Zhantian at the banquet. Jun Mengchen, known for his frankness, didn't mince words in his reply, telling Zuyu to "shut the fuck up."

Zuyu, unimpressed by their recent victories, mocked their arrogance. He even went so far as to insinuate that they might meet their demise on the battle platform. This audacious remark didn't sit well with Qin Wentian, and his cold gaze pierced through the room, sharp as swords.

"I truly want to see how far can you go," Qin Wentian retorted icily.

Gu Zhantian, the top ranker of the Cloud Prefecture, also chimed in, regretting that he couldn't challenge Qin Wentian due to their differing cultivation levels. He hinted at a past conflict and debts that remained unsettled, emphasizing that in their current state, they couldn't act so arrogantly.

A member of the Battle Heavens Immortal Manor added a sarcastic comment, further fueling the tension. Jun Mengchen's patience wore thin, and he began to unleash his aura.

"Mengchen, forget it. What's the point of crossing verbal swords? They will see the ending for themselves," Qin Wentian advised, trying to cool Jun Mengchen's temper.

Jun Mengchen grumbled but ultimately heeded Qin Wentian's advice. As the battle platform remained unoccupied, he swiftly ascended it, ready to take on any challengers.

"Who wants to challenge me?" Jun Mengchen's voice boomed across the platform, his medallion proclaiming his rank as #2 in the Cloud Prefecture.

A participant from the Underworld Prefecture, ranked sixth, stepped forward to accept the challenge. His icy demeanor clashed with Jun Mengchen's fiery spirit as he questioned the legitimacy of Jun Mengchen's reputation.

"You will soon be able to tell that with your own eyes," Jun Mengchen confidently replied. His battle aura surged, conjuring tempests and enveloping him in king-like armor. A formidable phantom materialized behind him, and with each step he took, the aura of a war king intensified.

"BATTLE!" Jun Mengchen's roar sent shockwaves through the space, summoning an army of warriors. The atmosphere crackled with energy as if it were on the brink of collapse. Spectators were awestruck, never having witnessed such a battle-type immortal art before.

"He's like an innate war king, truly extraordinary," one immortal king murmured.

As the battle unfolded, it became apparent that Jun Mengchen had the upper hand. His opponent, though remarkable, was completely overwhelmed. Jun Mengchen's war king control summoned an unending horde that trampled his adversary and sent him flying off the platform in defeat.

Jun Mengchen stood victorious on the battle platform, his triumph resounding loud and clear across the arena. He emanated an awe-inspiring aura, his gaze sweeping over the participants from the Cloud Prefecture. There was a glimmer of irritation in his eyes, a silent challenge to those who doubted his abilities. He wanted them to realize the vast gulf that separated them from him. For him, Qin Wentian, and Zi Qingxuan, even if the top three positions were out of reach, securing a place in the top ten was their minimum expectation.

The crowd watched in amazement as Jun Mengchen, unlike most participants who took breaks between battles, displayed an unquenchable thirst for combat. His fiery spirit had ignited a spark of competitiveness in the hearts of many, and they, too, yearned to prove their mettle on the battlefield.

Participants from the fourth level of Celestial Phenomenon, a level below Jun Mengchen's, took up the challenge one by one. However, none could match his prowess. The king's aura that enveloped him seemed invincible, leaving no room for defeat among his challengers.

But amidst the fervor, a sinister presence loomed. The Deepflame Immortal King's gaze shifted toward a figure in the shadows, an immortal king of equal stature. Walking beside this mysterious figure was a young man, seemingly unnoticed by all except Qin Wentian.

Qin Wentian furrowed his brow, observing the unfolding scene. Was this young man a personal disciple of an immortal king? His unassuming entrance went unnoticed by most, but Qin Wentian sensed an aura of danger.

As Jun Mengchen battled his current opponent, the mysterious young man stepped onto the platform. The onlookers paid little attention, focused on Jun Mengchen's ongoing fight. Unbeknownst to them, the Deepflame Immortal King and the surrounding immortal kings exchanged meaningful glances, hinting at something that Qin Wentian couldn't decipher.

Jun Mengchen roared with enthusiasm as he unleashed a ferocious barrage of punches. Yet, something was amiss. His attacks seemed to be swallowed by an overwhelming surge of blood energy.

A sense of dread washed over Jun Mengchen, a realization that he faced a formidable adversary. With determination, he pressed on, his fists radiating crushing might as they surged toward the young man. Their collision sent shockwaves through the arena.

A deafening "BANG" echoed, but what followed was unexpected. A river of blood erupted from the young man's body, engulfing Jun Mengchen in its crimson tide. Beside him, a true form slowly emerged.

"That's a blood clone," someone in the crowd exclaimed. Regret filled the hearts of many as they witnessed Jun Mengchen's perilous situation. It was a lamentation for the downfall of such a rare talent. Jun Mengchen's expression contorted in agony as a potent blood poison infiltrated his bloodstream, gradually turning his face ebony. Even his once-shining king armor had transformed into a sinister shade of black.