Voice of the Southern Phoenix Matriarch

Voice of the Southern Phoenix Matriarch . . . 

As the Demongod Mountain faded into memory, Qin Wentian found himself encircled by a formidable coalition of experts, all seemingly eager to pick a fight. Representatives from the Sacred Sun Sect, the White Tiger Race, the Skymist Immortal Empire, and the Paragon Sword Sect closed in, their collective hostility palpable.

With a steely gaze, Qin Wentian didn't mince words. "Leave."

His cold command was directed at the White Tiger Race, prompting furious roars from the White Tigers that rent the air. Their baleful aura soared, threatening to engulf the skies. Yet, Qin Wentian wasn't alone. A protective formation of experts quickly surrounded him, including Bai Wuya and the Evergreen Immortal Emperor. The combined strength of these two immortal emperors was enough to give anyone pause.

Undeterred, Qin Wentian shifted his attention to a Sacred Sun Sect expert, the very one responsible for the death of the old roc king, Haotian.

"You dare challenge me?" Qin Wentian's icy glare bore into the Sacred Sun Sect member, who had a contemptuous smirk etched on his face.

"Haotian was slain by him?" inquired a powerful elder from the Sacred Sun Sect, his emperor's presence blazing like a solar inferno.

The Sacred Sun Sect had lost Haotian, a supremely talented member, and anger crackled through their ranks.

"Yes," affirmed the assassin of the old roc king, confirming Qin Wentian's role in Haotian's demise.

"Do you dare kill my sect's saint child?" The Sacred Sun Sect's immortal emperor stepped forward, a tiny blazing sun appearing in his hand before it advanced menacingly toward Qin Wentian.

"You're courting death?" The Evergreen Immortal Emperor's formless energy enveloped the fiery orb, and he assumed a commanding stance. "Evergreen?" the Sacred Sun Sect immortal emperor challenged, addressing the Evergreen Immortal Emperor by name. "You protect this killer?"

Qin Wentian wasn't one to shy away from confrontation. "Impressive Sacred Sun Sect," he scoffed, his tone dripping with sarcasm. "Your saint child sought my life but found his own forfeit instead. Now, as an immortal emperor, you act against me for revenge? How laughable. Your sect is nothing but trash."

Astonished by Qin Wentian's audacity, the Sacred Sun Sect immortal emperor retorted, "You're just one man. Were it not for your cowardly tactics, how could you have killed our saint child?"

Qin Wentian's laughter echoed like a scornful bell. "Earlier, an expert just as arrogant as you slaughtered my friend right before my eyes, exuding a false air of invincibility. The Paragon Sword Sect and the Skymist Immortal Empire were no different, all arrogance and detestability. Simply absurd. Since you all have such confidence, come and challenge me, one on one, at our current cultivation levels. I'll accept all challengers. Whoever wants to kill me, come forward. Those who don't dare, keep your silence and step aside."

"You're courting death," sneered the Sacred Sun Sect assassin of the old roc king. "You've just entered the mid-stage. Dare to speak so arrogantly? Very well, I'll put an end to you. Nobody else will interfere, agreed?"

"Even if you're late mid-stage, I can effortlessly kill trash like you," retorted Qin Wentian. He shot into the sky, his eyes narrowing as he addressed the Paragon Sword Sect and the Skymist Immortal Empire. "Enough with your provocations. If you dare, step up and face me. If not, slink away like the cowards you are. Stop making a spectacle."

"Why don't you join us in battle?" he called out to the Sacred Sun Sect expert. The latter's laugh was sinister as he soared into the air. "I've never met someone so insufferably arrogant, ignorant of their own insignificance. And yet, you're celebrated in the eastern regions. How laughable. Allow me to end your pathetic existence."

With his words, flames erupted from his form, mini suns appearing as a dazzling display of power. The Demongod Mountain's restrictions were no more. His late mid-stage power radiated a terrifying aura, sun-like energy ablaze around him. It condensed into a potent domain with Qin Wentian at its core, an overwhelming force capable of incinerating all in its path. This scorching energy surged toward Qin Wentian, threatening to consume him in a sea of fire.

A breathtaking spectacle unfolded in the heavens, the very air aflame with intensity. The onlookers felt the searing heat and hastily released their own auras to shield against the scorching blaze.

Witnessing the terrifying scene and feeling the destructive power, it became evident that ordinary late-phase mid-stage immortal kings would have perished in mere seconds. It begged the question of how Qin Wentian, a recent entrant to the mid-stage, dared to stand before such a formidable foe—an immortal king who had occupied this realm for years.

"Rumble!" Qin Wentian exuded a surge of law energy, manifesting the fearsome Xuanwu Turtle. This entity exuded a menacing aura of demonic qi, encased in runic brilliance. As the sun flames drew near, they clashed against a formidable barrier. Despite their intensity, they failed to penetrate the Xuanwu's defensive shield but possessed enough power to melt it away.

Undaunted, Qin Wentian invoked God's Hand, conjuring numerous runes that soared into the heavens, converging with the Xuanwu's protective layer. Instantaneously, the barrier strengthened, effectively extinguishing the corrosive sun flames. Qin Wentian demonstrated that even peak-phase mid-stage immortal kings would be deluding themselves if they thought they could vanquish him through the force of their law domains alone. It was an impossible feat.

"Is this your full strength? It appears that you've made remarkable progress within the Demongod Palace," the Sacred Sun Sect adversary sneered. His superiority complex remained intact as his cultivation was still ahead of Qin Wentian's.

"Die!" With a decisive palm strike, the sun domain unleashed a barrage of flames, coalescing into a sunsword with the potential to cleave through anything. Simultaneously, he lunged toward Qin Wentian.

"Is this your true strength?" Qin Wentian responded coldly. The sunsword descended, tearing through space and slicing the barrier asunder. The attacker sought to vanquish Qin Wentian, with no intention of holding back.

"What a formidable sword. It must be a divine weapon stemming from the Sacred Sun Sect's secret arts and their sunforce cultivation. This weapon's grade must be commensurate with the user's cultivation level, making it no mere crutch but a genuine source of strength," murmured the spectating experts.

Qin Wentian refused to cower under pressure. The sound of a humming sword resonated through the heavens as the demon sword emerged, summoning the roars of dragons and the cries of phoenixes and rocs. When the sunsword descended, Qin Wentian countered with his demon sword, exuding fearsome demonic qi and a domineering aura that silenced all opposition. The clash caused the heavens and earth to shudder, with visible cracks appearing on the sunsword.

"BOOM!" Qin Wentian's third eye emerged, emitting a terrifying beam of destructive light that swirled into a vortex, ensnaring his opponent within. The adversary responded with relentless sword strikes, breaking free from the vortex's grip. Yet, Qin Wentian pressed forward, each step amplifying the oppressive might of his presence.

"Kill!" Qin Wentian bellowed, summoning the manifestation of a colossal divine elephant within his oppressive law domain. Countless devastating devil sabers rained from the skies, descending upon the Sacred Sun Sect's expert.

The spectators marveled at the overwhelming domain's power. Trapped within its confines, the Sacred Sun Sect's expert found himself the central target. Despite radiating fierce sunrays, he was powerless against Qin Wentian's onslaught. Qin Wentian remained unfazed, plunging his sword directly into his adversary's body.

The audience gasped at the spectacle, their hearts pounding. It was a formidable duel of cosmic forces. The demon sword pierced inexorably forward, embedding itself into the body of the Sacred Sun Sect's expert.

Agonized screams erupted from the Sacred Sun Sect's expert, their desperate wails filling the air. His sun flames intensified, but it was a futile struggle on the brink of demise.

"Trash," an icy voice scornfully chimed in, and the evil eye's power grew even more ominous. The demon sword's blade transformed into a pinpoint of light, boring directly through his adversary's body, rending him into shreds.

"BOOM!" A deafening explosion echoed, the sun flames blazing brilliantly for a moment before transforming into countless embers that gently drifted harmlessly to the earth. All eyes turned to Qin Wentian, their hearts swamped by astonishment.

He had recently reached the mid-stage of the immortal king realm. How could his attacks possess such staggering power? His strength was profoundly shocking, and even his law domains radiated unfathomable might.

The Sacred Sun Sect's immortal emperor stared into the sky, seething with murderous intent.

It was a humiliating defeat. An expert at the peak of the mid-stage had been vanquished and killed by Qin Wentian. It was a resounding slap in the face for the Sacred Sun Sect.

"Is this...still considered despicable?" Qin Wentian gazed at the Sacred Sun Sect's immortal emperor, his words devoid of courtesy. "Who truly reeks of arrogance here? Even an immortal emperor demonstrates the judgment of a fool, believing the juniors of his sect to be invincible. How utterly absurd."

"You…" The sun flames of the immortal emperor surged, but a frigid voice intervened. "Have you not embarrassed yourself enough?"

"Southern Phoenix Matriarch." The Sacred Sun Sect's immortal emperor turned to the speaker, revealing a flawlessly beautiful figure—it was none other than the Southern Phoenix Matriarch.

"Qin Wentian has already declared that he will accept all challenges from opponents at the same level. If the challenger falls to him due to a lack of strength, it is of no consequence if you cast aside dignity and attack him. However, be aware that if you choose to do so, I will respond in kind to each of you," the Southern Phoenix Matriarch declared. Her voice was remarkably composed, but it reverberated like thunder from a clear sky, echoing imperiously in the ears of those immortal emperors contemplating violence against Qin Wentian.

Her words firmly conveyed the stance of the entire Southern Phoenix Clan!