Battle of the Supreme

Battle of the Supreme . . .

In the heart of the City of Ancient Emperors, an electrifying atmosphere surged as countless prodigies converged like a mighty river, all heading in the same direction. Fueled by their determination, they unleashed the power of immortal-ranked treasures to propel them like celestial bolts streaking through the sky.

Within the territory of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect, more than three hundred exceptional talents had gathered, forming four formidable battle formations. Their gazes fixed on the horizon, where a sweeping tide of experts approached. With calculated precision, they halted mid-air, their presence radiating a brilliance that rivaled the sun's rays.

Leading this formidable assembly was none other than Qin Wentian himself.

By his side stood two pillars of unwavering support: the formidable Nanfeng Yunxi and the resolute Qing'er. Alongside them were familiar faces like Hua Taixu, Jun Mengchen, and Zi Qingxuan. Flanking Qin Wentian were two formidable demonic beasts—one a majestic, baleful-eyed desolate beast with a golden body, and the other a purgatory variant of the vermillion bird, cloaked in searing flames that sent shivers through the hearts of onlookers.

Tension gripped the experts of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect as they observed this formidable assembly. The weight of their adversaries' presence pressed down upon them. These were no ordinary individuals. Each had undergone the profound baptism, emerging from the experience profoundly stronger than before.

Finally, the opposing forces locked eyes, the air brimming with hostility. The Qin Sect experts stood firmly behind their leader. With a chilling stare, Qin Wentian addressed the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect, his voice sharp as a blade, "The Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor dispatched his own disciple, a failure, to challenge me. He was vanquished. To think he would muster an entire army unit to hunt me down. Over three hundred of your so-called geniuses sent here, likely the cream of the crop from your sect. Tell me, how do you think your esteemed Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor will react if you meet your end on this battlefield?"

"Qin Wentian, you dare to claim victory with borrowed power from the City of Ancient Emperors' geniuses. Have you no shame?" One of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect's leaders shot back, his eyes icy and defiant.

"What a mockery," Qin Wentian declared, stepping boldly forward. He pointed an accusing finger at the four leaders of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect. "The Eastern Sage Immortal Sect mobilizes over three hundred experts, marching them right into the City of Ancient Emperors, all for the sake of my demise? This is an unprecedented event in the history of this city, and yet you speak of shame? How about this: the four of you step forward, and I will face you alone. Do you dare?"

The expressions of the four Eastern Sage Immortal Sect leaders stiffened. Coldness flickered in their eyes. Qin Wentian had just publicly challenged them all.

"Hmph," one of them snorted dismissively but didn't accept the challenge. Facing Qin Wentian, one of the top-ranked Immortal Ascension talents, post-baptism, was a daunting prospect. Even with the combined strength of all four, they lacked the confidence to defeat him.

"You don't even dare to accept, revealing your true colors, Eastern Sage Immortal Sect!" Jun Mengchen spat with disdain.

"What's this? The Qin Sect planning to use sheer numbers to intimidate others?" A thunderous voice echoed from a distance, accompanied by a palpable air of arrogance. It was a group of experts from the Violet Sect, led by none other than the Immortal Ascension Rankings' top-ranked genius, Zi Daoyang.

Zi Daoyang, now imbued with two portions of the Brahma Heavenly Emperor's inheritance, exuded an even more chilling aura.

"Zi Daoyang," Qin Wentian locked eyes with his rival, his gaze sharpening. "Is the Violet Sect considering an alliance with the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect?"

"That depends on how your Qin Sect behaves," Zi Daoyang retorted with a cold laugh.

"Zi Daoyang, as I've said before, once I've settled matters with the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect, I'll challenge you alone. My Qin Sect's experts can bear witness. I believe your Violet Sect's experts aren't willing to engage in a life-and-death struggle with them. And as your sect leader, if you don't have the courage to accept my challenge, won't your members look rather foolish dying for you? It hardly seems worth it," Qin Wentian's eyes gleamed with a razor-sharp edge.

"When I was making a name for myself, Qin Wentian, you were just a nameless insect crawling around some obscure corner. And you dare to assume I won't accept your challenge?" Zi Daoyang responded arrogantly.

"In that case, watch from the sidelines for now. But if you, Zi Daoyang, truly desire a fight, I wouldn't mind facing you first," Qin Wentian provocatively declared.

"Do you honestly think you can stand a chance? Daoyang gege holds the top spot in the Immortal Ascension Rankings. You don't even have the qualifications to challenge him," taunted Xiao Lengyue, who stood beside Zi Daoyang.

"Shut your mouth," Qing'er cut in with a cold retort, her icy gaze piercing through Xiao Lengyue.

"You..." Xiao Lengyue's expression turned frosty as she glared back at Qing'er. She couldn't forget the past defeat she suffered at Qing'er's hands. In the presence of a victor, she had no room to speak of qualifications.

"Xiao Lengyue, haven't you lost enough face already?" Jun Mengchen mocked, further stoking Xiao Lengyue's anger. Her demeanor grew even colder, and her aura took on a chilling edge.

"Zi Daoyang, since these individuals are so eager for a fight, let's remind them of their place," suggested one of the Violet Sect's experts.

"Indeed, they're excessively arrogant. This battle will decide everything, so we should start by suppressing their leader. Once that's done, the Qin Sect will naturally fall apart," added another.

Zi Daoyang fixed his gaze on Qin Wentian and calmly responded, "If that's your wish, I'll oblige. I'll wait for you to settle your score with the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect."

Qin Wentian's attention shifted away from Zi Daoyang. With a wave of his hand, the Qin Sect's experts quickly encircled the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect's members. He then issued a stern command, "If any of them draw an immortal weapon, we will respond in kind and make this a battle involving immortal-ranked weapons."

"Formation!" the leaders of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect bellowed. Recognizing their numerical disadvantage, they hesitated to engage in combat with immortal weapons. Instead, they would rely on their battle formations for an advantage.

Two of their battle formations, led by the primordial devil ape and the giant cauldron formation, surged with immense power, dominating the sky. They had a third formation in reserve but now, they no longer had the upper hand, so they chose to split their forces into smaller teams of nine, ready to adapt to the shifting battlefield.

"Mengchen, Taixu, Qingxuan, and Purgatory, go after those smaller teams of nine. Qing'er and I will handle the devil ape formation. Nanfeng and Little Rascal, take charge of breaking the giant cauldron formation," Qin Wentian directed. They promptly formed the assigned groups, with other Qin Sect members following their lead.

Qin Wentian continued, "Qin Sect members, position yourselves according to the situation and assist whichever side has the advantage in crushing our opponents. First, let's break their formation, and then we finish them off."

Qin Wentian opted not to initiate a battle involving immortal-ranked weapons. Although it would grant them an edge, he refused to put at risk those who had chosen to join the Qin Sect. Immortal weapon battles spiraled out of control, determining life and death in the blink of an eye. No one could guarantee their survival in such circumstances.

Even with the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect forming battle formations, the Qin Sect held the upper hand in terms of strength. Despite their numerical disadvantage, the Qin Sect's members proved stronger than their counterparts from the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect.

Suddenly, a dreadful sight unfolded in the sky, as ominous black clouds gathered and a suffocating pressure descended upon the battlefield. These clouds seemed to carry the very essence of tribulation, casting a shadow that blotted out the heavens. The distant onlookers, including many geniuses, were taken aback. What was happening? It was as though the very laws governing the City of Ancient Emperors had come to witness the impending battle.

As the atmosphere thickened with anticipation, Qin Wentian and Qing'er wasted no time. They charged toward the formidable primordial devil ape battle formation, a hundred Qin Sect experts following closely behind them. To dismantle these two formations, they would need the collective strength of many.

The colossal devil ape materialized, its presence alone enough to alter the sky's hue. It let out a deafening roar and swung its massive palm downward, aiming to crush the approaching experts.

Qing'er radiated an aura of boundless spatial power, releasing the energy of the Immortal Slaying Diagram. The diagram transformed into an immense image resembling a vortex, surging toward the ape's colossal palm. Upon contact, it engulfed and absorbed the powerful strike, causing a thunderous explosion that reverberated through the battlefield. Both the palm and the diagram disintegrated.

The experts from both the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect and the Qin Sect stood in awe, their hearts shaken by the incredible sight they had just witnessed. With her singular power, Qing'er had nullified a devastating attack launched by an imposing battle formation.

"Amazing! Princess Qing'er's Immortal Slaying Diagram has grown immensely in power. Their group must have encountered extraordinary experiences and enhanced their strength," murmured the spectators from afar. The force behind that attack was unparalleled in the Celestial Phenomenon Realm, an astonishing display of strength.

With the ape's attack thwarted, the Qin Sect's experts closed in on the battle formation. Despite its formidable defenses, the formation couldn't launch counterattacks because Qing'er continuously neutralized their efforts. This created a vital opportunity for the Qin Sect.

The devil ape roared once more, shaking the ground and the very air itself with a tremendous stomp. Its power seemed capable of crushing the heavens and the earth.

In response, Qin Wentian manifested a long spear with the God's Hand. His body expanded to a towering 100 meters, matching the size of the devil ape. His spear erupted with radiant runic patterns, and a surging wave of destruction surged forth, empowered by the might of his bloodline.

In the midst of the chaotic battlefield, where powerful energies clashed and titans dueled, there emerged a moment that would be etched into the annals of history—the clash of titanic forces, the epitome of divine might. It was a spectacle that could startle even the heavens themselves.

Qin Wentian, with a spear in hand, unleashed a strike of such formidable power that it seemed capable of tearing asunder the very fabric of existence. This strike collided with the massive foot of the primordial devil ape, creating a shockwave that could devastate all in its path. The indomitable force tunneled through the air, a ferocious drill seeking to pierce the heavens, and it found its target—the leg of the devil ape. In an instant, the leg exploded into a cataclysmic burst of energy, sending shockwaves rippling through the battlefield.

This was not an isolated display of strength. It followed another awe-inspiring attack executed by Qing'er. Each of these strikes was a testament to the indomitable power of these individuals, who could, with their own might as single entities, confront the overwhelming force generated by a battle formation. Their strength was nothing short of breathtaking, a symphony of power and precision.

For those privileged to witness this grand spectacle, it was as if their souls had been stirred from a deep slumber. Hearts pounded with exhilaration as they watched this clash of supreme experts, a battle unfolding at the very pinnacle of martial prowess.

As these two devastating attacks rocked the battlefield, members of the Qin Sect seized the moment. Numerous rays of resplendent light burst forth, cutting through the chaotic maelstrom of battle. Their objective was clear: create chaos, sow discord, and disrupt the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect's control over their battle formation. This was the most effective way to dismantle it—by instigating panic and confusion among its operators. As long as they could shake the confidence and coordination of the experts within, the formidable battle formation would crumble of its own accord. The Qin Sect had a strategy, and they executed it with precision and determination, knowing that their success hinged on creating turmoil in the enemy's ranks.