Ranker on the Immortal Ascension Rankings

Ranker on the Immortal Ascension Rankings . . .

Within the first level of the City of Ancient Emperors, where the Celestial Phenomenon Realm reigned supreme, conflicts and clashes were the order of the day. Grand sect wars could erupt at any moment, and the atmosphere was often charged with tension.

So, when the spectacle of the aerial battle unfolded above, the onlookers below remained surprisingly composed. They weren't bewildered by the combat itself; rather, they were curious about the underlying cause of this confrontation.

Observing the limited number of participants, it was evident that this wasn't a full-scale sect war. Moreover, the presence of a lone female fighter suggested elements of jealousy might be at play.

"Those two demonic beasts are quite impressive. One appears to be a mutated vermilion bird, while the other seems to be a descendant of an ancient primordial demon. It can swallow constellations and is immune to constellation attacks. If they want to defeat it, they'll have to engage in close combat," someone speculated in hushed tones. "Given the circumstances, this conflict likely revolves around a valuable treasure."

In the City of Ancient Emperors, might often determined right, and the strong frequently preyed on the weak. The mere presence of these two extraordinary demonic beasts was enough to arouse the avarice of bystanders.

The battle in the sky raged on, with Qin Wentian facing off against the crowned young man. Behind them, divine forces clashed, generating a flurry of relentless attacks. Countless golden chakrams surged from the crowned young man's constellation, slicing through the space as they homed in on Qin Wentian. Simultaneously, the spear of his constellation thrust forth with overwhelming force, intent on impaling Qin Wentian in mid-air.

Qin Wentian, now a towering figure, was enveloped in a fiendgod armor, his golden roc wings unfurled. With the speed of a Sky Sovereign Roc, he soared through the sky, shattering the incoming chakrams with his suppressive aura.

"Bzzz!" Qin Wentian's long spear, brimming with indomitable force, pierced through the heavens, radiating a destructive brilliance. The golden spear of the crowned young man clashed with it, rending the fabric of reality. Simultaneously, the young man's palm generated an immense golden wheel, serving as a formidable shield.

"BOOM!" The collision between the long spear and the golden wheel created cracks that rippled across the shield. However, the golden spear of the crowned young man surged forward, forcing Qin Wentian to evade with astonishing speed. In an instant, multiple incarnations of Qin Wentian emerged, each wielding a spear and launching relentless attacks. The crowned young man, struggling to defend, couldn't hide his frustration.

"Interesting. This man is only at the seventh-level, yet he can hold his own against an eighth-level ascendant," the spectators commented, their faces alight with fascination.

The crowned young man, infuriated, roared with rage, unleashing boundless light. Countless golden spears materialized as he pushed his constellation power to the limit. He unleashed a palm strike, propelling a million spears toward Qin Wentian, while the remaining conjured spears sought Zi Qingxuan and Jun Mengchen.

"IMPUDENT!" Qin Wentian snorted coldly. His demonic blood surged, and a demonic glint flickered in his eyes as he activated the third level of his immortal battle art. His radiance intensified, becoming blindingly brilliant as he prepared to counter the incoming onslaught.

"DIE!" The crowned young man seethed with rage as another salvo of golden spears streaked through the air, aimed directly at Qin Wentian.

In response, Qin Wentian's body expanded to a colossal 500 meters, mirroring his incarnations, all wielding their long spears. The spear lights emanating from these incarnations converged into a formidable force, unleashing the full might of his constellation's suppression power. This overwhelming force shattered the young man's incoming attacks.

The crowned young man's expression twisted in desperation. His bloodline power surged, conjuring a golden rampart in the air that radiated menacing runic glows. Yet, Qin Wentian's relentless barrage of spears caused a series of thunderous explosions, ultimately shattering the golden rampart. A single long spear shot towards the young man's eyes – Qin Wentian's suppression spear attack. Its sheer power weighed heavily on the entire space.

Swishing sounds resonated as the young man's bloodline power surged violently. A long spear adorned with golden runes materialized in his hand, while boundless astral energy enveloped him. As he thrust the spear forward, a sphere of absolute destruction formed, akin to a black hole, an unstoppable force.

"Boom!" The clash of long spears unleashed a cataclysmic shockwave, forcing both combatants backward. However, while Qin Wentian retreated a few steps, his opponent was flung through the air, a pained groan escaping his lips. It felt as though he had been rammed by a rampaging desolate beast hell-bent on annihilating his vitality. Yet, he gritted his teeth, swallowing the blood threatening to spew forth.

Elsewhere, other experts engaged in their frenzied battles. Zi Qingxuan, Purgatory, and Jun Mengchen each fought against their own formidable foes, with Little Rascal assisting by sapping their opponents' constellation energy. There were three separate skirmishes, but the most intense was Purgatory's clash with her adversary. While Jun Mengchen's strikes held immense power, he was two cultivation levels lower, leaving him at a disadvantage against the green-eyed young man, who summoned countless astral arms to wage war. Jun Mengchen struggled to find even a moment to catch his breath. However, Little Rascal occasionally darted in to consume some of the green-eyed young man's constellation energy, causing a few of the arms to vanish.

"VILE BEAST!" The green-eyed cultivator's fury reached a boiling point as he witnessed Little Rascal continuously devouring their attacks. He lunged at Little Rascal, conjuring countless arms that blotted out the sky, locking down the area. Yet, Little Rascal ascended, its enormous maw snapping through the arms that sought to imprison it. However, in that critical moment, the green-eyed cultivator unleashed a greenish-black palm imprint crackling with corrosive energy. It slammed into Little Rascal, eliciting agonized whimpers.

Suddenly, a sharp sword descended from above, cleaving the greenish-black palm imprint in two. Qin Wentian materialized, his star-seizing palms radiating a menacing runic glow, augmented by a formidable suppression force.

The green-eyed cultivator's eyes gleamed with malevolence as millions of arms sprung forth to defend against the incoming palm strikes. He was forcibly pushed back, coughing up a mouthful of blood. Gazing at Qin Wentian, he stood his ground, joined by the crowned young man.

"Little Rascal, are you alright?" Qin Wentian inquired with concern.

"No problem, their attacks are like mere tickles," Little Rascal chimed in with a voice that was utterly incongruous with the ferocious bellow of the gigantic baleful demonic beast it had transformed into earlier. A brilliant white glow enveloped its body, dispelling the corrosive energy.

A gust of wind swept in, and Zi Qingxuan joined the group. Purgatory continued its aerial patrol, while their four adversaries confronted Qin Wentian and his comrades.

"Thank the heavens we didn't join your God Extermination Palace. Four eighth-level ascendants, and this is the best you've got? Truly underwhelming," Jun Mengchen shouted boisterously, his words drawing the attention of spectators below. It appeared that their opponents hailed from the God Extermination Palace.

"Four eighth-level ascendants from the God Extermination Palace struggling to hold their own against these lower-level ascendants?" Someone in the crowd jeered, provoking a sour expression from the God Extermination Palace's experts.

"Just a warm-up, my friend. If you hand over your interspatial rings and the two demonic beasts, we can let this slide. I'll be gracious enough to spare all of you," the crowned young man declared with an air of superiority.

"Warm-up? Weren't you just pushed back by my senior? You're one level higher, yet you can't even beat him? What a joke. It seems your God Extermination Palace's members only know how to bully those with lower cultivation bases. Your sect is nothing but a laughingstock in the City of Ancient Emperors."

"Your words reek of ignorance. Allow me to teach you the consequences," the green-eyed young man retorted with a disdainful snort.

"What's happening here?" A voice resonated from the distance as more experts began to converge. The God Extermination Palace's members wore smug expressions as they saw reinforcements arriving. "A few newcomers got too cocky, attempting to snatch the interspatial rings of our God Extermination Palace's disciples. We're merely giving them a lesson."

"They're together?" Jun Mengchen's expression tensed. Even more experts rallied to the side of their adversaries, and each one exuded extraordinary power. As more people arrived, the center figure among their opponents drew the most attention, his eyes radiating an aura of terrifying authority.

"Even the sect leader has arrived," the crowned young man said, bowing respectfully.

"The sect leader of the God Extermination Palace, Ji Lanshan," the crowd murmured as they stared at the elegant young man adorned in opulent robes, their eyes gleaming with intensity.

Ji Lanshan, the sect leader of the God Extermination Palace, possessed a cultivation at the ninth level of Celestial Phenomenon. He held a place on the Immortal Ascension Rankings and was a direct descendant of an immortal emperor. Ranking on the Immortal Ascension Rankings symbolized being among the strongest geniuses in the City of Ancient Emperors.

Though Ji Lanshan's rank was towards the lower end of the rankings, within the City of Ancient Emperors, he still occupied a prominent position. The moment he appeared, the attention of everyone in the vicinity honed in on him.

Hearing the murmurs of the onlookers, Qin Wentian and his companions instantly grasped the identity of this imposing figure.

The jade slip bore witness to Ji Lanshan's standing at an impressive #321 on the rankings. With a formidable ninth-level Celestial Phenomenon cultivation base, he held the prestigious position of sect leader within the God Extermination Palace. Known for his mastery of the Thousand Talisman Immortal Tome, his attacks packed a wallop that left no room for doubt about his prowess.

Ji Lanshan's piercing gaze swept across the scene, a hint of displeasure flickering in his eyes. These four eighth-level ascendants belonged to his own sect, and their inability to handle a handful of newcomers was a source of considerable chagrin. Today's events threatened to tarnish the God Extermination Palace's reputation, and as the sect leader, it was incumbent upon him to safeguard the honor of his sect.

"Given that you're newcomers, I won't be overly severe," Ji Lanshan declared, his presence exuding an aura of unassailable dominance. "Since you've laid your hands on the interspatial ring of one of my sect's members, simply surrender all your possessions and offer an apology. I shall then grant you clemency and allow you to depart unscathed."

As a prominent figure on the Immortal Ascension Rankings, his words carried considerable weight within the City of Ancient Emperors.