Tyrannical Sweep

Tyrannical Sweep . . .

Hua Taixu's samsara eyes exerted their mysterious influence, ensnaring two of their adversaries in a bewildering illusion. The trapped pair struggled, their strong wills desperately attempting to shatter the mind-bending mirage that held them captive. Yet before they could break free, Qin Wentian's God's Hand descended upon one of them like an irresistible force. The God's Hand, an embodiment of formidable power, struck the hapless individual, propelling him through the air in a chaotic spiral.

Meanwhile, the other adversary executed a swift retreat, and his comrades rushed to his aid. But before they could converge on their beleaguered comrade, Qing'er waved her hand, conjuring a formidable wall of spatial energy that sealed them off completely.

"Break through it!" Greedwolf's voice erupted with fury, urging the geniuses of the Xiao Sect to unite their efforts and shatter the barrier of space. However, as they launched their collective attacks, Qing'er raised her hand, summoning the Immortal Slaying Diagram into existence. The diagram expanded at an astonishing pace, intercepting and nullifying their assaults with ease.

Simultaneously, Qin Wentian's God's Hand homed in on the remaining opponent. Confronted by the overpowering might of the God's Hand and its accompanying Star-Seizing Palm Imprint, he found himself helpless to resist. The sheer force of the palm imprint was so overwhelming that it rendered him completely defenseless. With a resounding crash, he was violently driven into the earth, losing consciousness in an instant.

"Their strength is astonishing. Even Tu Teng, an Immortal Ascension Rankings contender, couldn't withstand a single blow. These geniuses must be facing a similar fate," murmured onlookers from a distance, their voices tinged with awe and trepidation. It was evident that Qin Wentian, backed by Princess Qing'er and her mastery of spatial energy, formed a formidable and fearsome duo.

Hua Taixu remained at the forefront, casting a web of terrifying illusions that ensnared their foes within an ever-shifting dreamscape. His samsara eyes seemed to possess an omnipresent quality, imprisoning their adversaries in a cycle of illusions. Each time their opponents broke free, they were plunged into a fresh illusion, further disorienting their senses.

-RUMBLE- Qin Wentian's colossal form expanded yet again, growing to a towering hundred meters. Stepping forward, his God's Hand surged forth, accompanied by a colossal, golden-violet ancient bell that descended from the heavens. The bell resonated with an overwhelming and calamitous power, radiating outward in all directions. The wills and souls of their adversaries quaked in response.

With another thunderous impact, another foe was sent hurtling away, unable to withstand the ferocity of the assault. Qin Wentian appeared like an ancient war deity, standing tall at the center of the universe.

Furthermore, he attacked with abandon, as the energy unleashed by his strikes was swiftly manipulated by Qing'er. Combining this with Hua Taixu's illusionary arts, they swept through their opposition unopposed. Before them, the geniuses of the Xiao Branch, despite being descendants of immortal kings and emperors, seemed as insignificant as ants.

Jun Mengchen and Zi Qingxuan were responsible for neutralizing their adversaries. After Qin Wentian inflicted injuries, they swiftly followed up with their own attacks, exacerbating the damage and rendering their foes combat-inept. Simultaneously, they efficiently relieved their opponents of their interspatial rings, exhibiting no shred of courtesy.

In mere moments, over ten geniuses had been vanquished. Witnessing this spectacle, the spectators could not help but feel their hearts quiver with apprehension.

As Greedwolf observed his comrades' rapid downfall, his countenance darkened. His eyes radiated a lethal coldness as he pushed his constellation to its limits. In the sky, an immensely chilling Hell-Sky Wolf materialized, enveloped in the fires of hell, its eyes gleaming with a menacing blood-red hue. The Hell-Sky Wolf grew in size, surpassing even Qin Wentian's gigantic form, a fearsome embodiment of malevolence.

"KILL!" The deafening roar of Greedwolf filled the air as the Hell-Sky Wolf unleashed torrents of hellfire, incinerating everything in its path. It lunged ferociously towards Qin Wentian, hellfire blazing in its wake. The spatial energy surrounding Qing'er intensified, forming a radiant golden barrier of light that repelled the Hell-Sky Wolf's onslaught, preventing it from being drawn into the void.

A thunderous roar resonated through the heavens as Greedwolf, ranked #12 on the Immortal Ascension Rankings, merged with his constellation. He launched a double-fisted attack at the golden light screen, shattering it into countless fragments. Greedwolf's power was undeniable, and he was not holding back.

Witnessing Greedwolf's all-out assault, the other experts felt their determination surge. They could not afford to let Qin Wentian and his companions seize the initiative.

"Qing'er, focus on the offense. Let's strike together," Qin Wentian commanded. His colossal form continued to expand, reaching an astounding height of eight hundred meters.

With a graceful motion, Qing'er retracted her defensive energies. Qin Wentian unleashed a colossal palm imprint that dominated the skies, capable of obliterating everything in its path. Simultaneously, his massive figure advanced, directing a powerful palm strike at Greedwolf, who loomed above.

Qing'er vanished from sight, teleporting right in front of a genius from the Xiao Sect. Startled, the genius launched a barrage of attacks, but Qing'er's form was shrouded in enigmatic spatial energy, allowing her to effortlessly evade his assaults. With a single punch, she sundered his defenses, causing blood to spurt from his injuries. He had no means to withstand Qing'er's overwhelming strength.

Meanwhile, Qin Wentian aimed the God's Hand directly at Greedwolf, his palm manifesting numerous colossal wind rocs that soared toward the Hell-Sky Wolf.

Greedwolf, his countenance icy, stepped forward as the Hell-Sky Wolf roared hungrily. He delivered a powerful punch, generating multiple incarnations of the Hell-Sky Wolf that surged toward Qin Wentian, intent on rending him apart mercilessly.

Qin Wentian's palms radiated a sinister crimson light as he activated his third-level immortal battle art. His God's Hand unleashed another crushing star-seizing palm strike, its oppressive force affecting everything nearby. The runic glow of the God's Hand was imbued with traces of law energy, systematically annihilating the Hell-Sky Wolves one by one.

The very ground quaked under the intensity of the impact. Qin Wentian's palm techniques, refined through his profound comprehension of the Ten Thousand Law Records, were already formidable. Now, with the addition of the third-level battle art and the God's Hand, his attacks were utterly fearsome. A single strike felt capable of toppling the heavens.

-BOOM- A stifling pressure bore down on Greedwolf, causing him to grimace in agony. Moments later, he was sent hurtling through the air, unable to withstand the might of Qin Wentian's onslaught.

With a sweeping motion, Qin Wentian conjured the massive talons of a roc, snatching Greedwolf from the air. He then ruthlessly pounded Greedwolf into the ground repeatedly, creating a colossal crater before finally hurling him into it.

Even as Qin Wentian subdued Greedwolf, Qing'er was in the midst of finishing off two other Xiao Sect geniuses. Despite Qin Wentian's command for her to focus on the offense, she occasionally returned to his side to ward off attacks. Given Qin Wentian's towering stature, he was an inviting target.

Following the subjugation of Greedwolf, Qin Wentian's colossal form reverted to normal. Golden roc wings sprouted from his back as he flickered and charged toward another genius.

"RETREAT!" The cry echoed through the air as one by one, the geniuses realized the futility of their struggle. Be it Qing'er or Qin Wentian, they had no recourse against these titanic forces. With their overwhelming strength, victory was inevitable. In the face of such power, numerical superiority was futile.

The heavens themselves seemed to tremble as an overwhelming wave of golden suppression figures materialized, descending from the sky. This titanic pressure swept through the area, asserting its dominance over everything in its path. From the God's Hand emerged a gleaming golden spear, hurtling toward their adversaries with relentless force. The spear's point didn't directly pierce their flesh, but the tremendous force it carried tunneled through their bodies, shattering bones and wounding internal organs. It was a brutal blow that effectively rendered them incapable of further combat.

"RUN!" The other geniuses wasted no time in making their escape, propelled by explosive bursts of speed. There was no point in continuing this battle. Qin Wentian's assaults were merciless, and while he refrained from killing, those who faced him ended up with grievous injuries. With Jun Mengchen and Zi Qingxuan tidying up, the geniuses from the Xiao Branch were left in an agonizing state.

Qing'er gazed at Qin Wentian, listening to his words. "Let them leave."

"It's a resounding victory."

The spectators watching from a distance felt their hearts quiver. Qin Wentian was currently ranked #100 on the Immortal Ascension Rankings, but after this battle, it was clear that his ranking would soar. By wielding the God's Hand, he had effortlessly vanquished Greedwolf. The only lingering question was whether he could summon and disassemble the God's Hand at will.

If he could, it would become a unique and formidable ability that was entirely his own. Such a mastery would likely propel Qin Wentian into the coveted top ten ranks.

"Although the Qin Sect comprises only five members, their potential is truly monstrous. With Princess Qing'er and Qin Wentian leading the charge, they already represent a fearsome force. The promise shown by Hua Taixu and the other two is also remarkable. If they break through to the ninth-level of Celestial Phenomenon, their might will only continue to escalate," remarked one spectator.

"Senior Brother, what should we do with the wounded?" Jun Mengchen gathered together the injured geniuses from the Xiao Branch. Qin Wentian cast a glance at them before replying, "Eject them."

"Understood." Jun Mengchen chuckled as he unceremoniously ushered the injured group out of the former Xiao Branch headquarters, handling them like discarded refuse. The onlookers were left in shock. How ruthless the Qin Sect was! Not only did they inflict severe injuries on their foes, but they also looted their interspatial rings.

For those unfortunate souls who were unceremoniously expelled, their faces had turned an ashen hue. This battle had not only left them physically battered but had also tarnished their pride and reputation irreparably.