Old Devil Duotian

Old Devil Duotian . . . 

Upon the ancient path that wound its way up the imposing Demongod Mountain, the assemblage of experts was as vast as the limitless sky. Immortal and demon emperors, each a formidable presence in their own right, congregated here. However, in this teeming sea of talent, one figure stood out above all—Qin Wentian.

Qin Wentian, freshly minted as a mid-stage immortal king, had boldly issued a challenge to four peak-phase mid-stage immortal king elites representing major powers. In a spectacular showdown, he and his faithful demonic beast companion had confronted these adversaries in a titanic two-versus-four confrontation, emerging victorious by felling all of their opponents. Their awe-inspiring battle had left an indelible mark on all witnesses, showcasing Qin Wentian's unrivaled might.

Every aspect of his combat prowess, from his bloodline abilities to his law domains and innate techniques, radiated a dominion over strength that bordered on the divine. His performance was nothing short of invincibility personified.

And then there was the royal-blooded heaven-devouring beast at his side, a creature of staggering might. Its boundless potential seemed limitless. Speculation ran rampant—what heights would this beast achieve when it reached the demon emperor realm? The Desolate Mountain Range's current leaders would likely find themselves powerless to resist its might.

Fortunately, heaven-devouring beasts were a rare breed. Only a single demon emperor protected this particular royal-blooded specimen. Even so, this elderly demon emperor was a force to be reckoned with. With a colossal nine-headed form, a mere glance from him could strike terror into the hearts of all who beheld him.

"Intriguing," mused some of the experts who had climbed to the mountain peak alongside Qin Wentian. It was clear why Qin Wentian was deemed worthy to enter the Demongod Palace. His extraordinary combat prowess was an undeniable testament to his exceptional abilities. Few could match his might, even among those of the same cultivation realm.

"Ziyu, your assessment of this individual was remarkably accurate," remarked Jiang Zihua to Jiang Ziyu as they congregated with the Jiang Clan.

"Mhm," nodded Jiang Ziyu. His own talent was undeniably exceptional, but the ever-widening chasm between his abilities and those of Qin Wentian was inescapable. Nevertheless, he refused to be disheartened. He had unshakable belief in his own potential. As long as he continued his unwavering journey of self-improvement, he was confident he would secure a significant place in the immortal realms' future.

On the side of the Nine-Emperors Immortal Empire, a simmering fury permeated their ranks. Huang Shatian, in particular, was rendered speechless as he gazed upon his formidable adversary. He was not only outshone by Qin Wentian but also dwarfed by Qin Wentian's loyal demonic beast. This reality dealt a profound psychological blow to his confidence. The immortal emperor beside him wore a disgruntled expression, his earlier intent to boost Huang Shatian's morale having misfired dramatically. Instead of bolstering Huang Shatian's resolve, their attempts had backfired, leading to Qin Wentian's remarkable triumph.

Qin Wentian and Little Rascal pressed forward on their journey. With the Southern Phoenix Matriarch and Evergreen Immortal Emperor overseeing their passage, no immortal emperor dared to challenge them. Those who did would surely incur the wrath of the Phoenix Matriarch and Evergreen Immortal Emperor, leading to catastrophic consequences. Additionally, they remained deep within the demon territories.

The Demongod Mountain had graced the world for a decade, and during this time, countless demons had evolved and grown stronger. Now, they posed a formidable threat to the immortal realms. A full-scale invasion could only lead to a cataclysmic war, with untold casualties.

Observing Qin Wentian's departure, the Southern Phoenix Matriarch and Evergreen Immortal Emperor eventually led their retinue away as well. Immortal powers from various realms made preparations to return to the immortal realms. With the Demongod Mountain's disappearance, it was time for their return journey. The greater demons from the Desolate Mountain Range, their eyes brimming with anticipation, closely monitored the immortal cultivators. After witnessing the splendors of the immortal realms for themselves, they had been eager for this moment. Now, with the Demongod Mountain's appearance and the evolution of countless demonic beasts, nothing stood in their way any longer.

In the heart of this tense moment, Qin Wentian, perched atop Little Rascal, experienced an abrupt and ominous sensation. He swiveled his head to the skies, just in time to witness an overwhelming wave of pressure emanating from the void, heralding the arrival of a devastating fist strike, aimed unerringly at him.

The might of that punch threatened to sunder the heavens themselves, and its arrival sent shockwaves coursing through the gathered experts. Many instinctively retreated, acutely aware of the impending calamity. Qin Wentian, however, wore an expression of grave concern. Who had targeted him now, and with such ferocity?

This formidable punch had him firmly in its sights, bursting forth from the void with inexorable determination. It proved an imposing challenge to his defenses, backed as it was by the indomitable power of an immortal emperor.

An immortal emperor had taken it upon themselves to end Qin Wentian's life.

"Impudence!" The Evergreen Immortal Emperor's stern voice reverberated, his palm extending like a swift tendril to intercept the fist light. Though the attack was deflected, it succeeded in shattering the ancient vine conjured by the Evergreen Immortal Emperor. While the onslaught was nullified, it had also inflicted damage in return.

"Eastern Sage," the Evergreen Immortal Emperor declared icily. With those words, fresh assaults materialized from the void, a tumult of fist shadows blotting out the sky. Instantly, numerous immortal emperors activated their formidable auras, creating protective barriers around their respective juniors to shield them from the ensuing maelstrom.

The nine-headed demon emperor emerged, his eyes gleaming with a baleful demonic luster. With a furious roar, all nine of his gaping maws snapped open, as if poised to consume the very heavens. In that very instant, a nightmarish, black vortex materialized, swallowing the destructive fist attacks whole—utterly terrifying to behold.

"Eastern Sage?" Qin Wentian pondered, his gaze unwavering. The Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor's intense animosity towards him was undeniable. Yet, why had the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor dared to act so recklessly? Was he truly confident enough to slay Qin Wentian in the presence of the Evergreen Immortal Emperor and the Southern Phoenix Matriarch?

Moreover, this assault harbored a potent spatial energy, a domain the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor was not renowned for. Only one possibility remained—the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor had employed an emperor-ranked weapon for the attack.

In the next moment, a deluge of fist light rained down from the heavens, illuminating the surroundings with its destructive brilliance. Both the Evergreen Immortal Emperor and the nine-headed demon emperor advanced to counter the onslaught.

But that was not all. A violet radiance suddenly streaked across the sky, splintering reality itself.

"The Violet Emperor!" Qin Wentian's countenance soured. The Violet Emperor's ethereal figure materialized in mid-air, his flowing robes billowing as he unleashed a cataclysmic strike. The Southern Phoenix Matriarch surged forward in a blaze of scarlet glory, her delicate palm producing a phoenix-shaped imprint that collided fiercely with the colossal violet palm.

The ensuing clash birthed a tempest of energy, its aftershocks gouging deep craters and tearing the earth asunder.

Yet, the Violet Emperor was undeterred, launching yet another attack. The Southern Phoenix Matriarch sneered, matching his blow once more. However, at that very moment, a third assailant emerged, their beam of light striking Qin Wentian and isolating him from the surrounding space through a mysterious force.

"It's the Heaven Seizing Bowl, the Duotian Great Emperor's treasure!" An exclamation erupted from the crowd as they recognized the celestial artifact. Qin Wentian's body was inexorably drawn into the beam of light, ensnared by its irresistible pull.

"Stay here!" bellowed the Evergreen Immortal Emperor in fury. He unleashed a torrent of attacks, but the Heaven Seizing Bowl had already activated its spatial channel. Chaos ensued, as a blinding spatial light enveloped the area, and the heavens themselves shifted ominously.

"Lord!" The Battle Saint Tribe's experts paled in shock and despair.

Little Rascal let out a piercing howl, while Purgatory's visage turned ashen. That relentless attack had locked onto Qin Wentian and spirited him away, leaving them utterly helpless.

The Southern Phoenix Matriarch's countenance darkened. Flames began to dance upon her robes, and her form was enveloped in a divine radiance. In a heartbeat, the vast mountainous expanse surrounding them ignited, transforming into a blazing inferno. Her gaze remained fixed upon that spatial pathway. Then, in the blink of an eye, the path itself was engulfed in flames, a fiery phoenix materializing above it.

Such an awe-inspiring spectacle! Onlookers tilted their heads toward the heavens, beholding a battle that had drawn immortal emperors into its fold. The Duotian Great Emperor operated in the shadows, while the Southern Phoenix Matriarch unleashed her transcendent power.

The Heaven Seizing spatial path had taken form, but the phoenix's fervent flames disrupted its ethereal energy. Another brilliant beam streaked forth. The Southern Phoenix Matriarch's gaze turned icier, ancient hand gestures shaping the emergence of phoenix wings that spread wide, obscuring the very sun.

"If we cannot capture him alive, we shall slay him outright," a cold voice intoned from the abyss. Following this, the radiance surrounding Qin Wentian began to crumble, and the law's harmony spiraled into chaos. Agonized cries filled the air, as Qin Wentian's body bore the brunt of this brutal assault. Blood sprayed into the atmosphere, his plight growing ever more pitiable. Swiftly, he sought refuge within his cherished cauldron.

"Let chaos reign supreme," the frigid voice resounded. The Heaven Seizing light contorted, seeking to forcefully shift the treasured cauldron onto another spatial path.

However, in this pivotal moment, a phoenix feather manifested in the Southern Phoenix Matriarch's hand. With a single flourish, the treasured cauldron appeared to sprout phoenix wings, disrupting the spatial equilibrium anew. This time, the cauldron vanished into the abyss, transported to an unknown and unpredictable location.

"The Southern Phoenix Matriarch leverages the power of spatial law to convey Qin Wentian away, effectively dismantling Duotian's established spatial path. This leaves the opposition clueless about Qin Wentian's destination." A contemplative immortal emperor murmured, keenly observing the unfolding events. The Southern Phoenix Matriarch possessed not only immense power but also remarkable decisiveness.

"Sothern Phoenix Matriarch, you truly live up to your name," a voice echoed from the void.

"Duotian Great Emperor, what regard do you hold for your status? To strike against a junior?" The Southern Phoenix Matriarch's tone remained frosty.

"Haha! Who in the immortal realms is unaware of my character? Why should I be constrained by trifles such as conventions and decorum? Nothing can obstruct my desires, and I will attain my goals even if I must challenge the heavens themselves," the voice replied, resonating with an unmistakable air of tyranny. Some knew him as the Duotian Great Emperor, while others referred to him as Old Devil Duotian.

Since the Eastern Sage had solicited his assistance, the price he had exacted was undoubtedly astronomical.

"Enough of your blathering. Eastern Sage has already joined my sect," Duotian Great Emperor asserted calmly, sending shockwaves throughout the onlookers. Had Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor lost his mind? A venerable immortal emperor who had once reigned supreme over a domain had submitted to the infamous Old Devil Duotian?!