AGM 195 - Sikong Courting Death
Sikong Mingyue's desire to battle soared, as he flew towards the restaurant Qin Wentian was in.
Fight, he definitely had to wash clean the slate of humiliation he received back then. Only by killing Qin Wentian would he be able to regain his previous confidence and untie the knot in his heart.
Xiao Lan, Ye Wuque, Xiao Lǜ all turned their heads in the direction of Qin Wentian. Although back then, Qin Wentian's assassination wasn't part of their calculations, Qin Wentian had actually survived even after getting stabbed through the heart!
However, despite hearing Sikong Mingyue's arrogant words, Qin Wentian remained quietly seated, silently savoring his wine, treating Sikong Mingyue as though he was thin air.
"Teacher, we should just let go of matters of the past. We should always look forwards, and not allow history to lock us down." Qin Wentian could sense the heaviness of Mustang's heart. He was very worried that Mustang would impulsively choose to sacrifice himself.
Mustang raised his head as he cast a glance at Qin Wentian. To think that his intentions had been discovered by this student of his. Laughing, he replied, "You are right, we should look forwards. However, there are some debts that must be collected no matter what."
The teacher and student duo chatted as though they were all alone, the chaotic battles unfurling in the skies and on the ground incapable of drawing their attentions. Even Sikong Mingyue's provocation was also ignored.
This caused Sikong Mingyue's countenance to turn extremely ugly. The battle intent emanating forth from him increased in strength, and with a swing of his hands, waves of ancient slaughter word-imprints blasted out, targeting the space above Mustang and Qin Wentian.
As a deafening sound rang out, the roof of the restaurant Mustang and Qin Wentian were in, instantly crumbled into pieces, leaving nothing but the skies above them.
At that moment, several figures could be seen standing protectively around Mustang and Qin Wentian. What's more, they were all floating in the air. Rain was within the group of protectors, who were none other than the Yuanfu-level students sent by the Emperor Star Academy to ensure the duo's safety. They could see Xiao Lan and the rest eyeing Qin Wentian like a tiger eyeing its prey and thus had mobilized a force of Yuanfu cultivators to protect him.
After that last lesson learnt from the assassination attempt, the Emperor Star Academy would never allow Qin Wentian to participate in such a chaotic battle again.
"Seems like I've overestimated you." Sikong Mingyue swept his gaze towards those from the Emperor Star Academy, as a faint smile etched on his face. Since Qin Wentian didn't dare to step out, he wouldn't allow himself to be angered by this. However, with the events unfolding today, it would be impossible to even if Qin Wentian didn't want to take action.
It was as though Qin Wentian hadn't even heard Sikong Mingyue's provocation. In actuality, when he heard Sikong Mingyue's challenging him earlier, he couldn't even be bothered reacting. Although Sikong Mingyue's combat prowess could be considered incredible, Qin Wentian understood his own strength very clearly. The current him should be able to finish off Sikong Mingyue with absurd ease.
Thus, Qin Wentian, didn't even consider Sikong Mingyue as a worthy opponent. But naturally, this was not the only reason Qin Wentian took no action. Killing Sikong Mingyue would be equivalent to squashing an ant for him. The reason why he didn't do so was because he would rather sit down with his teacher Mustang, drinking wine and chatting leisurely.
Upon hearing the gloomy undertone in Mustang's words, Qin Wentian felt somewhat disappointed in his heart. If it weren't for Mustang back then, how could there be a Qin Wentian today? He was a student of Mustang, yet being unable to help, left him with a bitter feeling in his heart.
"Teacher." Qin Wentian no longer tried to persuade him, and continued pouring the wine for Mustang, as both teacher and student downed cup after cup of wine, to their heart's content.
"In my lifetime, the thing that allowed me to feel the most pride was accepting all of you as my students. Although in the end, I didn't give much guidance to everyone, especially you. I didn't even accomplish what a good teacher should have done." Mustang lowered his cup as he smiled at Qin Wentian. After which, he slowly stood up, his gaze sharpening, as it shifted over towards Ye Wuque, Wu Chong, Wang Teng, Xiao Lan and the rest.
At this moment, Mustang's eyes felt as sharp as swords, his gaze alone seemed as though it would be able to penetrate their very souls. An intense, murderous aura gushed out from him.
Not only did he want to kill Ye Wuque, he wanted to do the same to the three beside him as well. If it weren't for Xiao Lan, the Royal Academy wouldn't have the guts to escalate the conflict between the academies, very quickly leading to the decisive battle that would determine the overall victor.
However, it was very clear to Mustang regarding the high difficulty of killing Xiao Lan. Firstly, not including Xiao Lan's combat prowess , the power he represented was sufficient to suppress the Emperor Star Academy. The Xiao Faction of the Nine Mystical Palace gave off the feeling of mountains pressing against the academy. Although the academy had issued a death warrant for Chu Tianjiao, he knew that they still didn't dare to go overboard regarding Xiao Lan. If anything untowards happened to him, the power supporting him may very well decide to eradicate the entire Emperor Star Academy.
This was agonising, yet also a reality. If Xiao Lan was killed, the only thing waiting to 'welcome' the Emperor Star Academy, would be the intense fury of the Nine Mystical Palace's anger.
The nearby buildings were demolished one by one, causing endless heartache to the business owners. However, in the face of these two great powers, they could only bear it all in silence.
In the airspace above Sake Street, other than the two 3rd level Yuanfu experts from both academies, two more exceedingly powerful, aged figures appeared. Both stood in the air, facing off against each other. Their auras were akin to the majestic mountains, giving off a feeling that they were immovable. Their sudden appearance indicated that they had long been hiding in this region, only choosing to show themselves for this moment. The Royal Academy had long since completed their preparations and were ready to attack the Emperor Star Academy at any time. So rather than waiting to be attacked, the Emperor Star Academy decided to bring forward the unavoidable battle.
"They are truly well prepared." Xiao Lan swept his gaze towards the four powerhouses in the air. Sounds of booming rang out, along with tremendous shockwaves, as the buildings around them were demolished and turned into rubble.
Xiao Lan's eyes were filled with killing intent.
Since the Emperor Star Academy wanted to move up the battle, he might as well comply. After all, he too hoped that this matter would be settled as soon as possible.
The departure of the Azure Emperor Palace gradually caused Xiao Lan to lose his patience. Could it be that the secret of the Azure Emperor truly was not hidden in the Emperor Star Academy?
"I want Qin Wentian alive, but show no mercy to the others," Xiao Lan calmly commanded. He faintly sensed that there were some secrets Qin Wentian was hiding.
As the sound of Xiao Lan faded, the cultivators around him stepped forth. An instant later, numerous dazzling Astral Souls appeared, causing the area to be inundated with Astral Light.
The crown prince of Snowcloud, Xiao Lǜ, also joined the fray. This was the first time he had done so, illusory forms of his Astral Souls appearing above his head, glowing with exceptional brilliance. His Astral Souls were actually condensed from zither-type Constellations.
Sounds of a melodious tune drifted out, forming a musical note. The soundwaves shaped a visible net, enveloping Xiao Lǜ and his allies. It was as though the music were able to increase their combat abilities.
The abilities of Wang Teng, Wu Chong, Sikong Mingyue, were all buffed up, as their auras became increasingly stronger.
A raging wind billowed by, as the reinforcements for the Emperor Star Academy arrived. The leaders of the Skydemon and Asura Faction, Xanxus and Du Yidao, were here personally; they had been paying close attention to Xiao Lǜ, and thus were able to react quickly. Swiftly after, both parties began clashing against each other.
"Du Yidao also broke through." The strength of the aura that Du Yidao currently emitted, was at the 3rd level of Yuanfu.
Mustang, who had stood up, released his Astral Souls as he walked towards Ye Wuque.
Ye Wuque, in turn, also released his own Astral Souls. Although he was arrogant, he wouldn't underestimate his opponents, especially not when his opponent was an elder from the Emperor Star Academy. Although Mustang's talent couldn't be compared to himself, he was someone who had been in the Yuanfu Realm for many years, and should have several special techniques up his sleeves.
Not only that, Mustang's cultivation base was at the peak of the 3rd level of Yuanfu, the same realm as some of the top talented elite students.
An instant later, both of them were engaged in battle, each radiating a terrifying killing intent. Mustang's attacks were more 'tempered', while Ye Wuque's attacks were backed by his pride and determination. Naturally, Ye Wuque was obviously at a disadvantage.
Qin Wentian stood there, silently spectating the battle between Mustang and Ye Wuque. Seeing how Mustang, at the risk of suffering multiple grievous injuries to himself, went all out to kill Ye Wuque, he could empathize even more with Mustang's feelings. Qin Wentian stood there motionlessly, watching the battle play out. He didn't want any accidents to befall Mustang.
Many people were watching the war between the two academies from afar. The names of Xiao Lan and Qin Wentian were the greatest lure of attention. Although these two weren't the strongest in terms of their cultivation bases, they had already been viewed as the representative of both powers.
Xiao Lan from the Nine Mystical Palace; Qin Wentian, from the Emperor Star Academy. Currently the existence of the Nine Mystical Palace was no longer a secret in Chu. Xiao Lan was a representative from that awe-inspiring transcendent power.
And not only that, Xiao Lan had issued a command - to capture Qin Wentian alive, while the others could be killed without mercy.
"You are still in the mood for idling?" Sikong Mingyue hadn't joined the combat with the rest. In his heart, he was seized by a strong obsession. He had to defeat Qin Wentian.
However, at that moment, a figure cloaked in black abruptly appeared soundlessly behind Qin Wentian, as though that unknown figure had always been there.
Obviously, the Emperor Star Academy wouldn't allow an incident like the last assassination to occur again. They had arranged protection for Qin Wentian.
Sikong Mingyue's gaze stiffened, staring at the black figure as his countenance turned unsightly. Could it be that despite everything, he still couldn't make a move against Qin Wentian today?
"Hehe." Sikong Mingyue snickered, hints of sarcasm could be heard within that laughter.
Yet he didn't know that currently, Qin Wentian was looking at him , in a somewhat bizarre way. Qin Wentian's eyes seemed as if he was looking at a man who wished to court death.
Following which, under the gaze of Sikong Mingyue, Qin Wentian's body slowly floated upwards, as he stood in the air.
"Yuanfu." The hearts of the crowd trembled as they saw this. Qin Wentian had also broken through to the Yuanfu Realm.
"Hu, the speed of his cultivation, is far too fast to be believable." Many people were sighing with relief in their hearts. Since Qin Wentian had already broken through to Yuanfu, he should have sufficient strength to contend against Sikong Mingyue.
"HAHAHA, that's the way it should be." Sikong Mingyue's Astral Soul erupted forth. His 3rd Astral Soul had a faint, golden corona of light surrounding it. That Astral Soul was from the 4th Heavenly Layer, and was condensed from a beast-type Constellation that represented the demonic beast, Sword Eagle.
"Ranked #316 in the Warbeast Index, the Sword Eagle, known for its powerful attacks," Qin Wentian murmured, upon seeing the beast-type Astral Soul.
The first and second Astral Souls of Sikong Mingyue respectively, were the Seven Slaughters Astral Soul and Sword Astral Soul condensed from Constellations in the 3rd Heavenly Layer while his third Astral Soul, Sword Eagle, was condensed from the 4th Heavenly Layer. No wonder Sikong Mingyue was so confident in himself. All three of his Astral Souls emphasized augmentation of his attack power. In Chu, he could truly be described as monstrous.
"Hmph, you can be considered quite knowledgeable. I shall wash clean all the humiliation from back then with this battle today." Sikong Mingyue drew in a deep breath, as the illusory manifestations of his Astral Souls, appeared to be much clearer when compared to when he was at the Arterial Circulation Realm. Naturally, the degree of augmentation the Astral Souls bestowed would be much higher as well.
A terrifying killing intent frenziedly gushed out from Sikong Mingyue.
The monstrous sharpness of his killing intent pierced towards Qin Wentian. Suddenly, Sikong Mingyue's body was enveloped by a blood-red light, the pressure emitted so stifling, it seemed as though it was borne from the massacre of tens of millions of people, as a fearsome, baleful air engulfed the space between them. In the blink of an eye, Sikong Mingyue transformed into a stream of light, shooting forth towards Qin Wentian. His body was akin to swords, so sharp that it seemed he was totally capable of tearing apart the walls of reality, lacerating his way towards Qin Wentian. The pupils of the eyes of the crowd narrowed; would Qin Wentian be sliced into two by this attack?
A demonic glint of light flared in Qin Wentian's eyes as a gentle gust of wind started to flutter his hair. His palms glowed with a crimson light. Presently, Qin Wentian was already capable of utilising the power of his Bloodline Limit at any given moment.
Within his body, gushing sounds could be heard from the Yuanfu that connected to his Demon Sovereign Astral Soul. Terrifying amounts of Astral Energy circulated violently, channeled into his arm as Qin Wentian explosively blasted out with a palm imprint. Upon seeing the power of the palm imprint, many in the crowd were so shocked that their faces lost all color. Qin Wentian, was too tyrannical.
RUMBLE~ The pressure generated by Sikong Mingyue intensified as he tried to slash apart Qin Wentian's palm imprint. However, his momentum soon came to a halt. It was as though that palm imprint had inexhaustible amounts of energy within it, making it impossible for Sikong Mingyue to even advance an inch forward.
What palm was this, the might generated from it felt even more imposing than the gigantic mountains. At this moment, Sikong Mingyue's countenance turned ashen as he inclined his head, staring at Qin Wentian. Qin Wentian stared back indifferently; other than his eyes becoming more fiend-like, there didn't seem to be any changes to his appearance. From the disinterested and detached look in Qin Wentian's eyes, Sikong Mingyue comprehended that in Qin Wentian's heart, he had already sentenced him to death.
"I guess you truly wish to court death," Qin Wentian serenely spoke. Sikong Mingyue's body trembled unconsciously, as though he had a sudden premonition of danger. Following which, he made a mad dash to retreat.
Qin Wentian raised his palms up once again, as an astonishing swirl of savage demonic Qi coated his hands. His palms took on an appearance akin to the palm of a demonic beast, as he blasted forth with the Kuji Imprint. This attack was unleashed by a combination of his powerful physique, alongside the tyrannical Astral Energy drawn from the Demon Sovereign Constellation of the 5th Heavenly Layer. How powerful would the might unleashed be?
Kuji meant emptiness and desolation, all life shall wither before it. Sikong Mingyue's defenses were effortlessly smashed through, the Kuji palm imprint slamming into his body, turning him into a desiccated husk of his former self. The crowd saw the body of Sikong Mingyue trembling helplessly in midair, before it flopped over, falling towards the ground.
Sikong Mingyue, one of the Duo Prides of Snowcloud, an absolute talent whose 3rd Astral Soul came from the 4th Heavenly Layer, wanted to wash clean the shame of his humiliation today?
Before he could even cross blows with Qin Wentian, he was already smashed to death by a single palm strike. No words were sufficient enough to describe how tyrannical the force of the Kuji Imprint was at the moment of impact!