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 Chapter 802: Tempering Oneself In The Combat Region

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Qin Wentian, Jun Mengchen, and Zi Qingxuan. The three of them stepped into the tunnel leading to the combat region as Jun Mengchen asked. "Hey, where did senior brother Qin and senior sister Zi Qingxuan come from?"

"My home is from a particle world." Qin Wentian felt an affinity with Jun Mengchen. Jun Mengchen seemed to be the epitome of youthful vitality and was full of energy.

"I roam the four oceans, I don't have a home." Zi Qingxuan replied.

"I'm similar to senior brother Qin, and came from a particle world. Senior brother met me while he was roaming the worlds and brought me to the immortal realms." Jun Mengchen was very straight-forward. After some time, they came to the vast combat region and before them was a space filled with several diagrams that hung suspended in the air. These diagrams seemed alive, each of them shimmered with light and there was a demonic beast within each of them.

"Which battle immortal do you want to combat against?" A voice rang out from each of the diagrams, echoing through the vast combat region.

Qin Wentian turned his gaze to the diagrams in front of him. His eyes landed on a certain diagram and within it, he saw an extremely gigantic and sturdy demonic ox beast with a height of 300 meters, along with golden skin that seemed to indicate an insanely high defense. A single hoof was as large as a human, and every movement it made seemed to emanate an immense strength within.

"I'll choose you." Qin Wentian stared at it and spoke. A moment later, a beam of immortal light shot from the diagram towards Qin Wentian and he was instantly brought to a separate dimension, as he himself also entered the diagram. In front of him, the demonic beast could be seen. It transformed itself into something strange, something with an ox head and human body; a minotaur with the size of around 300 meters. The golden luster gleaming from its body seemed extremely terrifying.

"You are dead for sure." The monster sneered. After which, he turned and sat on a golden throne. In just an instant, the distance between him and Qin Wentian suddenly lengthened and became extremely far apart. With a wave of his hand, a creature that bore an uncanny resemblance to the minotaur appeared before Qin Wentian. However, the aura the new monster exuded was much weaker compared to the original beast. It was similar in terms of strength to Qin Wentian, at the third-level of Celestial Phenomenon.

Qin Wentian glanced to the left and right. He discovered that Zi Qingxuan and Jun Mengchen had also selected their battle immortals. Zi Qingxuan had chosen a golden avian beast while Jun Mengchen selected a lion-type demonic beast that exuded a kingly aura.

The three of them had selected their opponents and appeared in different dimensions.

"Where are you looking at?" A cold voice rang out. That minotaur started to walk towards Qin Wentian. Each step it took was filled with immense might, causing the ground to tremble and mountains to shake.

"Merely a third-level Celestial Phenomenon Ascendant? In front of me, it's far from sufficient." Qin Wentian indifferently spoke. He rushed out directly towards the minotaur and instantly blasted out with his palms.

The golden palm of the minotaur similarly erupted outwards as a terrifyingly loud bellow echoed from its mouth.

"BOOM!" The attacks from the two collided into each other. Qin Wentian only felt that he just slammed his palms into a wall of divine steel.

"So strong?" Qin Wentian's gaze stiffened. Such strength was truly fearsome, he had underestimated his opponent. He initially thought with his methods and insights, it would be a piece of cake to defeat opponents on the same level. However, when he fought against this minotaur, his hand actually turned numb. From this, one could see how strong the minotaur truly was.

"That's all you have?" The minotaur roared. Qin Wentian's palm shimmered with terrifying runic light, containing within it a terrifying energy that could destroy everything as he blasted it out once again.

The minotaur chose to punch out this time, its gigantic fist gave off the feeling that it would be able to shatter the tiny Qin Wentian with a single touch.

"EXPLODE!" Qin Wentian roared. As their attacks slammed into each other, a terrifying energy directly gushed into the minotaur's body, withering everything, as its body was torn to shreds.

The minotaur king on the golden throne frowned and waved his hands. Instantly, eight more powerful minotaurs appeared. They wielded golden spears in their hands as they walked towards Qin Wentian.

"In the combat region, are there unlimited battles against those on the same level or can we choose stronger opponents?" Qin Wentian silently mused. These eight powerful minotaurs could instantly crush any opponents on the same level as them if they appeared in the outside world.

However to him, this amount of strength was still far from enough.

"I need stronger opponents." Qin Wentian stated, his words causing sharp gleams of light to flicker in the eyes of the eight minotaurs. They rushed out at the same time, taking great strides across the earth as the long spears in their hands thundered outwards, aiming right for Qin Wentian, wanting to nail him to death with a single strike.

Eight 300 meters golden minotaur beasts stabbed out at the same moment. Qin Wentian's size was truly tiny and inconsequential when he stood in front of them.

"BOOM!" Qin Wentian's palms shone with a terrifying glow that was filled with a terrifying suppressive might. With a single step, he soared up in the skies and slammed out with his palms. The shimmering palm imprint directly slammed into the eight spears and actually shattered them all.

Qin Wentian took another step forward as he blasted out once more, exuding an aura of suppression that could obliterate anything. Rumbling sounds thundered out unceasingly as the eight minotaurs were wiped from existence.

"Not too bad." The battle immortal that was the minotaur king on the golden throne emotionlessly spoke. He waved his arms once more as a gigantic minotaur with a cultivation base at the fourth-level of Celestial Phenomenon appeared. Similarly there was a golden spear in its hand and it gave off a terrifying oppressive pressure.

Qin Wentian simply stood there, his body started to glow with resplendent light as a terrifying fiendgod armor formed around him. Seems like the battles in the combat region would start using one's cultivation base as the baseline and would continuously be adjusted as the opponents grew stronger and stronger.

Since this is the case, Qin Wentian might as well show the minotaur king his overwhelming strength, making it so that the minotaur king would be able to take a good look.

Cracking sounds rang out, Qin Wentian's figure grew larger as well, achieving a height of 300 meters, the same size as the minotaur. Boundless resplendent light flowed continuously around his body, making it extremely fearsome to behold.

His Sword Slaughter Constellation appeared in the air as numerous fearsome sharp swords emanated an endless sword might that permeated the area.

"DIE!" As the sound of Qin Wentian's voice faded, the sharp swords instantly erupted out towards that minotaur. The minotaur stabbed out with his spear, causing a golden shield to manifest in front of him, blocking Qin Wentian's attack.

Qin Wentian waved his hands, causing the sword might to further intensify. He lifted his hands and punched out, able to kill anything from that overwhelming suppressive pressure.

The eyes of the minotaur flashed with golden lightning, he explosively unleashed a flurry of spear strikes in rapid succession, causing numerous golden beams to shoot out, congregating together as it stabbed apart Qin Wentian's attack.

"Not bad." Qin Wentian silently praised. However, despite so, the amount of sword might in this area had already reached an unfathomable amount, boring down from the constellation. The manifested golden shield could no longer resist the might and exploded into pieces. Sharp swords rained down like lightning, slamming and penetrating through the thick skull of the minotaur, directly killing him off. However, the strength of this minotaur already caused Qin Wentian to feel a trace of pressure.

Even before Qin Wentian could catch a breath, thunderous booming sounds rang out as eight fourth-level ascendant minotaurs appeared before him, emanating a terrifying might.

His constellation flashed and changed as a towering gigantic figure exuding a suppressive annihilative might appeared up in the air. With a loud blast, that suppression-type constellation of his actually began to rain down golden figures of suppression the size of Qin Wentian, each of them projecting an overwhelming suppressive might.

"ERADICATE THEM ALL!" Qin Wentian coldly shouted. The suppressive might converged together forming a forcefield that annihilated everything that came into contact with it, directly obliterating the eight minotaurs. It was incomparably powerful.

That minotaur king on the throne waved his hands once again upon seeing this scene. This time, sixteen minotaurs appeared and rushed straight at Qin Wentian, but they were all eradicated swiftly.

"BOOM!"

This time, a fifth-level minotaur appeared in the air, it was as though this combat region was a place that would unceasingly push one closer to their limits. Every step it took caused the space to tremble and the golden light radiating from it was extremely eye-piercing. A fearsome intent to battle could be seen flickering within its eyes.

"This minotaur most definitely would be able to suppress ordinary fifth-level ascendants." Qin Wentian mumbled silently as he sensed the strength of his opponent's aura. He controlled the power of his constellation and caused an extremely large golden figure to descend only to see the minotaur launching his spear upwards, exploding the golden figure of suppression.

"Has the true combat started?" Qin Wentian mused. He stepped out as his physique began growing, matching up to the 1,000 meter size of his opponent. Golden roc wings took form behind him as he rushed out while borrowing the power from his suppression-type constellation, annihilating everything.

"Not enough!" The minotaur roared in rager. A golden spear penetrated and broke through the void, wanting to penetrate Qin Wentian's body.

"Is that so?" Qin Wentian coldly snorted. He punched out a fist filled with torrential suppression might which transformed into a baleful ancient beast. His attack slammed into the golden spear and the impact resulting from that manifested a terrifying tempest of destruction.

"The Fiendgod Heavenly Suppression Art is even able to suppress immortals and demons, how can it fail to suppress you?" The light radiating from the runic glows circulating his body intensified as he blasted out a suppression fiendgod fist, shaking the heavens and earth as a manifestation of a true fiendgod actually appeared, exuding an aura of absolute tyranny.

The long spear in the minotaur's hand spun about wildly, forming an incomparably gigantic golden wheel that spiralled with such speed that it negated all attacks. Despite the crushing force behind Qin Wentian's attack, it actually withstood that and didn't shatter. This technique was undoubtedly an immortal-ranked technique as well.

"Let's see who's the stronger one then." Qin Wentian raged. Behind him, his violet-gold astral soul appeared as he unleashed a torrent of punches, each imbued with the essence of his astral soul, containing the might from the Fiendgod Heavenly Suppression Art. At this moment, Qin Wentian felt as though he could even break the heavens apart.

The minotaur was forced into retreat step by step and finally, with a deafening boom, the golden wheel shattered as his immense body was obliterated by the suppressive pressure.

"RUMBLE~" Almost instantly, eight more fifth-level minotaurs appeared, stomping in the air, rushing towards Qin Wentian. This caused a terrifying light to erupt from Qin Wentian's eyes. This pressure of continuously pushing oneself to the limits was precisely what he was looking for!

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