AGM 376 - Wang Jue's Conviction
The spectators watched on with shock as Yao Jun was slain. A terrifying existence ranked #13 on the last Heavenly Fate Rankings, easily killed by the mysterious black-robed figure.
Even now, nobody knew who the black-robed figure really was. They didn't even know if he was a male or female, but seeing that this person chose to cultivate such an overbearing tyrannical art, the spectators guessed that the figure was most likely a male.
Now that Yao Jun was dead, the others behind him all moved forwards by one ranking. As for those in front of him, there were still seventeen contenders and currently Ouyang Kuangsheng was temporarily ranked #17.
"Ouyang Zheng, who was among the top ten in the previous ranking, was too slow in his improvement, and his current ranking has already been fixed at #12. And now, Ouyang Kuangsheng has actually improved his ranking from being a nobody to #17, what a huge transformation. If one didn't improve, then they're only destined to be overtaken by others. Right now in his clan, Ouyang Kuangsheng has truly become the leader of his generation, officially surpassing Ouyang Zheng."
After this, Ouyang Kuangsheng challenged the dark horse Leng Hong, and after an intense battle, soundly defeated him. Right after, Ouyang Kuangsheng chose Li Yu from the Thousand Jue Alliance, and ended up being defeated by him. Ouyang Kuangsheng's ranking was thus fixed at #16.
Because he didn't advance, the defeated Leng Hong felt extremely miserable-Leng Hong didn't even have a chance to challenge others and his ranking was fixed in the #17 position. The two dark horses had already come as far as they could go.
Next, it was the black-robed figure's turn. Immediately, the gazes of the crowd all landed on him, would he be able to advance successfully?
The black-robed figure stepped upon the arena platform once more as his gaze shifted onto a certain someone, his choice causing the expressions of the crowd to stiffen.
"You." The black-robed figure's voice was extremely husky, his finger was actually pointing to Mo Qingcheng.
The black-robed figure wanted to challenge the Heavenly Fate Rankings' number one beauty, Mo Qingcheng.
When others came face to face with Mo Qingcheng, they wouldn't go all out simply because she was too enchanting. No one wanted to be the person that would be targeted by Grand Xia's countless outraged admirers, all because they destroyed Mo Qingcheng. This was the first time someone directly issued a challenge to Mo Qingcheng, and not only that, it was a person who cultivated the path of the devil.
Qin Wentian's gaze faltered as an expression of bewilderment appeared on his face. He didn't expect that the black-robed figure would challenge Mo Qingcheng.
Why would he do so? To be honest, Qin Wentian felt nothing but goodwill and gratitude to the black-robed figure who had helped him immensely all this while. So, why would he target Mo Qingcheng?
Mo Qingcheng's silhouette flickered, before she then appeared on the Vermilion Bird arena platform. Her appearance was like a celestial maiden descending onto the mortal world, causing everyone who was spectating to be dumbstruck by her beauty. With her body radiating a saint-like aura, she was extremely dazzling, and simply gazing upon her beauty was a pleasure to behold.
Without a word, the devil-might emanating from the black-robed figure skyrocketed in intensity. On the dome of heavens above, the devil-might could be seen gathering in a concentrated mass as it revolved about violently. This sight caused Qin Wentian to frown slightly, he was worried for Mo Qingcheng.
At this moment, Mo Qingcheng was performing gestures of incantations as her saintly glow intensified, bathing her in its radiance. Her appearance was now like an immortal fairy in the world of mortals.
It didn't seem possible for such a female to exist among them.
"How beautiful, and look at that holy corona of light. Her Astral Soul is extremely rare, the Immortal Fairy."
This was the first time Mo Qingcheng unleashed her strength, giving the spectators a huge rush of impact. There were no words that could do justice to her beauty, she was so beautiful to the extent of causing people to feel a sense of blasphemy just by looking at her.
Before her, there was a nine-colored flame, as she released yet another Astral Soul. What made the spectators gasp in shock was that the nine-colored flame Astral Soul seemed to superimpose with the Immortal Fairy Astral Soul, and as they fused into one they caused the Immortal Fairy to glow with resplendent nine-colored flames. Such a scene caused Qin Wentian to softly sigh in his heart, it had been a few years since he'd met Qingcheng. Despite her current power, she would forever be that naive, beautiful lady who watched the snow with him.
Of course, Qin Wentian seemed to have forgotten that Mo Qingcheng was currently a chosen from the Pill Emperor Hall. In front of others, she was as unreachable as the moon in the skies, as pure as a celestial maiden. How could her level of strength be weak?
She too had obtained a legacy, becoming one of the chosen ten contenders.
A devil and a fairy, such a contrast was exceedingly intense.
The black-robed figure made his move, and as he flew out, a devilish palm imprint formed amidst the sounds of rolling thunder, slamming towards Mo Qingcheng.
Mo Qingcheng's palm wavered as the nine-colored flame turned into nine beautiful flowers flying before her, unleashing a terrible heat to meet the attack.
That terrifying devil art was actually being pushed back bit by bit, as though even the devil feared the nine-colored flames. Mo Qingcheng's movement techniques were extremely intricate, she floated up in the air in a beautiful arc and rushed towards the black-robed figure.
The black-robed figure held his hands up and clasped them together, causing the entire space around them to tremble from the reverberations, before pushing his palms out. The gigantic devil palm imprint contained an aura of destruction within, capable of annihilating everything.
"Break," Mo Qingcheng coldly spoke, her nine-colored flames penetrated past the devil palm and continued gushing forth to the black-robed figure. Such a scene caused the figure's eyes to widen. With a rapid spin, the figure covered himself entirely with his robes, absorbing the brunt of the nine-colored flame attack.
"BE CAREFUL!" Qin Wentian abruptly felt a strong sense of unease. Even though the black-robes were burning, the actual figure himself was nowhere to be seen. "Bzzz." He appeared right behind Mo Qingcheng, his body enveloped in a fearsome devil armor. The almighty, black-colored Grand Devil Palm Imprint formed from the devil-might, concentrating on the dome of Heavens as it slammed down with ruthless speed, targeting Mo Qingcheng.
Mo Qingcheng's silhouette flickered in response as she turned transparent, causing the spectators to feel as though they were looking at a mirage.
An ice-cold, hoarse-sounding voice drifted out, as the black-robed figure also vanished.
"BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!" The Vermilion Bird arena platform shook violently as the two of them met in a frontal collision. After which, the spectators saw the black-robed figure was enveloped by a thick layer of demonic qi. Mo Qingcheng was the one injured! She gasped for breath as the saintly light covering her began to heal her injuries. It took her a few moments before her breathing steadied and she recovered.
The black-robed figure gazed at the heavens. Momentarily, a huge bellowing sound akin to an ancient devil echoed from underneath the earth as the figure's devil-might skyrocketed immensely.
Chaotic Art of the Heavenly Devil, the devil-might upheaving the heavens, causing the color of the skies to change.
"How tyrannical, to cultivate this kind of devil art, how heavy will the backlash be?" The hearts of the spectators pounded as they watched on. For devil path cultivators, the stronger the cultivated devil-art, the more danger they themselves would be in. And even if they succeeded in gaining mastery, devilish characteristics would still be birthed.
Mo Qingcheng wore a heavy expression on her face. Shifting her fingers in the sign of the lotus, the halo covering her body grew brighter as several mirages appeared, making it impossible for the spectators to know which one was the real Mo Qingcheng.
"BOOM...!" The black-robed figure strode forth as devilish lightning bolts descended, striking the platform. Every step the figure took, the devil-might exuding from him grew stronger in intensity.
Qin Wentian's heart shook violently as an extremely cold light flashed in his eyes. No matter who the black-robed figure might be, no one was allowed to hurt Mo Qingcheng.
The attention of the spectators were all intensely fixated on the platform. This was one of the most savage battles they'd witnessed so far.
The towering devil-might covered the entire skies, as Mo Qingcheng's mirage figures also increased in number.
"BOOOOOOM!" Finally, the black-robed figure unleashed a terrifying attack, condensing the entirety of devil-might in the skies. The devil-might transformed into droplets that rained down with the sharpness of divine spears, covering the entire platform in an area-of-effect attack. Mo Qingcheng gave a cold shout as the nine-colored flames she had been suppressing burst out to grand effect, its radiance covering the entire platform with dazzling colors.
The two of them slammed into each other once more, only to see Mo Qingcheng being flung through the air, while the black-robed figure remained standing on the stage.
Coughing out a mouthful of blood, Mo Qingcheng's countenance was as white as a sheet. She ingested a medicinal pill, as her body was enveloped by a sheen of Astral Light, quickly mending her injuries. The black-robed figure stood there unmoving, as blood similarly flowed from his wounds. He was still covered entirely in his black robes.
"You've won," Mo Qingcheng stated in a low voice as she glanced at the black-robed figure. The black-robed figure merely nodded before turning and stepping down the platform.
This battle caused a heavy silence to permeate the atmosphere, carving a deep impression in the minds of the spectators. Regardless of the black-robed figure or Mo Qingcheng, both of them were extremely powerful.
The black-robed figure didn't continue issuing challenge. After replacing Mo Qingcheng and stepping into the top ten, Mo Qingcheng's ranking was pushed back by one position, becoming ranked #11.
There were a total of fifteen contenders remaining who hadn't issued their challenges. From #11 to #15, the contenders respectively were: Mo Qingcheng, Wang Jie, Hua Shaoqing, Yan Cheng and Li Yu.
Li Yu from the Thousand-Jue Alliance had no choice, he could only challenge Yan Cheng who was ranked ahead of him. It eventually ended in his defeat and hence his rank was fixed at number #15.
Yan Cheng challenged Hua Shaoqing and lost, he was ranked #14.
Hua Shaoqing challenged Wang Jue and lost, he was ranked #13.
For the rankers that had fallen further behind, it seemed as though the level of difficulty escalated exponentially. Almost no one could defeat those ranked ahead of them.
And now, it was Wang Jue's turned. He was ranked #12, but all those in front of him were all extremely fearful characters.
Mo Qingcheng's battle with the black-robed figure had left a lasting impression in the hearts of the spectators. Wang Jue knew that if he challenged either of them, the only thing that he could be sure of was his defeat.
Wang Jue stood on the arena platform as his sharp gaze roamed about, staring at the eleven contenders ranked ahead of him. He, Wang Jue, definitely had to be in the top ten, definitely!
If he wished to accomplish his objective, he had to challenge one of those from the top ten. Chen Wang, Shi Potian, Si Qiong, Zhan Cheng, Emperor Azure, Qin Zheng, Yun Mengyi, Mu Feng, Qin Wentian or the black-robed figure.
Wang Jue was initially ranked #6 in the past rankings and if he couldn't even retain a spot in the top ten this time around, where then could he place his face?
Chen Wang, Shi Potian, Si Qiong, Zhan Chen, Emperor Azure, he left these five out in his considerations. Qin Zheng gave off an extremely unfathomable feeling, and Yun Mengyi was as mysterious as him. Mu Feng was originally ranked #7 on the past three years ranking, and with his expertise in poison, Wang Jue wasn't willing to tangle himself with such a character.
Qin Wentian had overwhelming strength and a strong defense, in addition to tyrannical innate techniques.
But if he were left with no other options, then, his choice had to be Qin Wentian.
Wang Jue's gaze contained a sharpness akin to divine weapons, landing onto Qin Wentian.
Qin Wentian sensed his gaze as he lifted his head, matching it.
"Come on up," Wang Jue calmly stated, and Qin Wentian's silhouette flickered as he too landed on the platform.
No matter how he calculated it, Qin Wentian was the only contender that he felt he had a higher probability of defeating.
Hence, Wang Jue chose to challenge him.
"You shall be the stepping stone for my entry into the top ten. You have no hope to win against me." Wang Jue's Astral Souls erupted into being, covering his entire body with a bright light. Armor-type Divine Weapon covered his entire body yet, this wasn't a true divine armor made from materials, merely something resembling it.
Even his palms, were as sharp as divine weapons.
Wang Jue, of the Wang Clan from the War Continent, exuded an aura that made it seem as though he himself was a Divine Weapon. In this case, both his attack and defense would also be insanely terrifying.
"The reason why I chose you was because, in terms of attack or defense, you are far from being a match from me. I will show you the meaning of the words 'total suppression'. Don't blink." Wang Jue stepped out as the sharpness radiating from him intensified. His eyes were flickering with unconcealed battle intent.
He couldn't be defeated, he can't afford to be. He had to achieve victory for this battle, this was his conviction!
The spectators' countenance flickered when they stared at Wang Jue. Maybe his choice was correct, although Qin Wentian's strength was overwhelming and had incredible defenses, Wang Jue wouldn't lose out to him when he himself could be considered a peerless divine weapon, with divine armor enveloping him to boost his defenses.
Wang Jue wanted to trample upon Qin Wentian overwhelmingly, using him as his stepping stone to enter the top ten!