AGM 443 - Bloodcurse Imprint
The members of the Chen and Wang Clan exchanged gazes. With this level of combat prowess, this young man in front of them shouldn't be someone who's unknown in Grand Xia.
"Who is your teacher?" The middle-aged man from Chen Clan coldly inquired.
"My teacher is someone that stays in the mountains. I can only bow my head in regret, I, Di, am too useless. I didn't even manage to learn 0.01% of my teacher's true ability, hence I'm ashamed of myself and I am unwilling to divulge his name to the public." At this moment, Qin Wentian adopted his earlier posture with his arms crossed in front of his chest. But because he proved that he could defeat Chen Yuan almost effortlessly, this young man must definitely have an extraordinary background.
Grand Xia took up an extremely vast space, and experts were as common as clouds. Other than the transcendent powers, there were also many powerful hidden cultivators that weren't willing to show themselves in public. In fact, for some Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns, they might be in seclusion or might have even left Grand Xia in order to advance further along their cultivation paths.
But despite so, by saying that his master was one of the hidden experts, there wasn't anything strange about it.
An example was Mu Feng, he was the disciple of the Poison Monarch. The Poison Monarch wasn't from any of the transcendent powers yet nobody in Grand Xia would dare to antagonise and make an enemy out of him. The disciples under him were all experts in the art of poison, but even when the various transcendent powers showed interest to recruit them, they had almost no chance to succeed.
"Oh is that so? In that case I really want to see who your teacher is exactly." The middle-aged man from the Chen Clan waved his hands and at the same time, a group of experts stepped out, trapping Qin Wentian within a circle. The energy from their aura joined together, forming into a terrifying pressure that pressed down on Qin Wentian.
Although there were many hidden cultivators in Grand Xia, those truly powerful ones had certain traits in their attacks or were made famous by the use of certain innate techniques that belonged solely to them. Mu Feng was one good example. As long as they could force Qin Wentian to show his signature attacks, they would have a rough idea who his teacher was.
But of course, the actual reason for the Chen Clan surrounding Qin Wentian, wasn't it because they knew that they couldn't matched him one on one? They were naturally afraid of the loss of face and prestige hence they decided to intentionally find an excuse to deal with him together.
Qin Wentian stood atop the great roc, staring down at all of them with disdain in his eyes. A total of five cultivators with their cultivation bases at the second level of Heavenly Dipper moved towards him simultaneously, as the killing intent generated from them blasted into him.
"BOOOM!" An overwhelming force pressed down, Qin Wentian felt as though there were two mountains weighing down on his shoulders. One among the five waved his hands and a moment later, a miniature mountain appeared in his palms. This was actually a condensed Astral Nova that concentrated his power within, making it easier for him to fight in close combat.
The eyes of another one of the attackers glowed with an eerie light, as a ghostly flame flickered within it.
And as for another of the five attackers, the space trembled the moment he stepped out. A will of a Mandate with the attribute of absolute destruction gushed out, boring down onto Qin Wentian, so heavy that he felt he couldn't breathe.
The five Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns all advanced at the same time. One could very well imagine how powerful their joint attacks would be.
Yet Qin Wentian still had that casual, unconcerned smile on his face. He stared at the oncoming attackers with no fluctuation to his expression.
Only to see a fiery Skyfire Palm Astral Nova slamming towards him. At the same time, an immense gravity pressed down on him as manifested mountains fell from the sky to the ground like a meteorite slamming down from the heavens. If he was hit by any, death was a certainty.
The five sovereigns all unleashed their respective techniques. A fire dragon danced in the air, fiery palm shadows covered the skies, in addition to that mountain-type Astral Nova hovering in the air. in just an instant, Qin Wentian was thrust into a violent chaotic current. If he wasn't careful, he might be destroyed at any moment.
Qin Wentian still had that smile on his face when he finally stepped out. It appeared as though...he was actually walking leisurely, narrowing avoiding the falling meteors from the sky with great precision by virtue of his powerful perception.
Soaring into the air, he lightly clenched his fist as he called upon the power of his bloodline. The next moment, the power of his blood started to ignite, cloaking him within a halo of radiant light.
As the fiery palm imprints and meteors hurled down towards him, Qin Wentian directly punched out. His will of the Mandate of Force imbued his punches, the force within them containing an attribute of vibration. His left punch slammed into the fiery palm imprints while his right punch directly smashed into the mountain-type Astral Nova.
A splintering sound echoed, as cracks appeared on the mountain-type Astral Nova. The sounds continued as the cracks lengthened further, the owner of that Astral Nova coughed out blood as his countenance turned bloodlessly pale, trying to retract his Astral Nova.
Qin Wentian glanced at him, as though ridiculing him for his foolish attacks. Earlier, he had already shattered Chen Yuan's Astral Nova as a warning and to show his strength. Yet this man actually still dared to use an Astral Nova against him? Doesn't that mean that he's seeking his own death?
Qin Wentian increased his strength, that mountain-type Astral Nova directly shattered into powder. That person stared in incredulous disbelief as his body convulsed, wracked with spasms of pain. An Astral Nova being forcibly destroyed by punches? How terrifying was such an attack strength?
Currently, Qin Wentian's insights into the Mandates of both Force and Demonification were no longer at the Initial Boundary of the second level but had already reached the Advanced Boundary instead. How terrifying was his strength when he used both in conjunction? Also, in addition to the augmentation of his bloodline, the explosiveness gained upon the ignition of his blood allowed him to jump levels.
Let alone the fact that Qin Wentian's Yuanfu didn't contain Astral Energy but purified and refined Divine Energy instead. Even if he used the most ordinary of all attacks, the strength behind them would also be domineering to the extent that not even a third level Heavenly Dipper Sovereign could withstand it.
At the instant Qin Wentian shattered the Astral Novas, the attacks from the other sovereigns landed. Yet Qin Wentian seemed as unhurried as before. With a horizontal slash of his sword fingers, an overwhelming sword intent swept over everything, lacerating them into nothingness.
"We mustn't use our Astral Novas in attacks anymore." A similar notion appeared in the minds of the remaining attackers, they feared that their Astral Novas might be shattered as well.
"Great Solar Illumination Technique!" One of the attackers roared in rage. An instant later, the five sovereigns occupied their positions forming a five-sided pentagon as the Great Solar energies within them surged and transformed into resplendent dazzling light that lit up the entire space. Five sharp beams of light immediately shot towards Qin Wentian. They wanted to incinerate him where he stood.
Qin Wentian coldly snorted as he used Stellar Transposition. He then thrust his palms forwards at the attacker whose Astral Nova had been shattered. A golden claw coalesced from astral energy as it clutched tightly, grabbing hold of that second level Heavenly Dipper Sovereign.
Qin Wentian coldly spat out as his golden claw crushed the head of the attacker with overwhelming force, leaving only four remaining. The fear in their hearts shot up another notch as the Great Solar Energy within them burned even brighter. The radiance that emanated from them was extremely blinding, the intensity of the scorching heat around them surged up as well. They dashed towards Qin Wentian, wanting to use the terrifying heat to bake him alive.
Feeling that blazing heat, it felt as though he was slowly being cooked alive. The waves of heat channelled directly into his body, intending on devastating his energy channels and meridians.
Yet at this moment, the blood within him surged even more frantically, as two drops of vibrant blood dripped into his palms, immersing themselves within.
Two imprints erupted forwards with the speed of lightning, slamming into two of the attackers. The speed of this attack was too swift to the extent that the Chen Clan's members have no time to dodge. But somehow, for some reason, it seemed that the power behind this palm imprints was somewhat weak.
Yet during the moment the imprints collided into them, the two attackers that were struck, issued blood-curdling screams as their bodies began to corrode from the inside out at a speed visible to the naked eye. Their vitality was rapidly fading away, instantly turning into a pile of bones before falling from the air, slamming onto the ground.
The countenance of the two remaining attackers immediately paled, they immediately turned, trying to escape yet how could Qin Wentian stopped now? Another two drops of blood seeped into his palms as the crimson-colored imprint slammed onto their backs. Their fates were just like the two cultivators earlier. An instant that felt as long as an eternity, led to an extremely agonising death.
Qin Wentian straightened his back, the ignition of his bloodline forced out the blistering flames from his body. The Great Solar Energy at that level wasn't sufficient to immolate him.
With a flash, Qin Wentian disappeared from his original location as he went to collect his spoils. How could the middle-aged man from Chen Clan stand for this? Wanting to loot the corpses of his Chen Clan's members after sending them to their deaths? He instantly dashed over, intending to stop Qin Wentian. Of course, Qin Wentian had already expected his interference. With a cold smile on his face, another drop of vibrant blood seeped into his palms as yet another crimson imprint blasted out towards the middle-aged man. The middle-aged man instantly paled, he knew how powerful the corroding effect of this imprint was, he immediately retreated with explosive speed, not daring to come into contact with it.
Qin Wentian had an expression of mockery on his face. With a wave of his hands, the interspatial rings of the five cultivators of the Chen Clan were collected.
His silhouette then flickered as he returned to the back of the great roc, casually standing there with his arms held behind his back, exuding an air of unexcelled superiority.
"This person is so powerful." The crowd stared at Qin Wentian, marvelling at how easily he slayed five cultivators at the same level as him. Not only were these five all of the direct line of descent, they were core members that were qualified to cultivate the Great Solar Universe Art! Yet, the young man on the great roc hadn't even seen the need to release his Astral Novas to deal with them.
A bright light flashed in the eyes of Ouyang Kuangsheng and the others, while the expressions on those from the Wang Clan quickly turned heavy and sinister. Evidently, they had misread the power level of this young man. His teacher for sure, must be an extraordinary character.
But of course, the one with the most ugly expressions on their faces were none other than the members of the Chen Clan. That middle aged man then inquired, "Was what you used, the Bloodcurse Imprint?"
The Bloodcurse Imprint was an ultimate art of Grand Xia that was already lost. Using blood as a sacrifice to manifest the curse imprint, instantly corroding the victim's body into a pile of bones. Although the way Qin Wentian executed the attack seemed somewhat different from the legends, it bore a great deal of similarity to what was described. The Bloodcurse Imprint was exceedingly difficult to master, the criteria regarding the cultivator's bloodline was of paramount importance.
"You have no need to know." Qin Wentian spoke in a detached tone.
"Excellent. You even dared to kill the members of my Chen Clan. No matter who your teacher may be, our Chen Clan will never spare you." That middle-aged man coldly remarked. As he spoke, those beside him departed the area, obviously returning to inform the upper echelons of the Chen Clan regarding this news.
"I've long heard of the 'sterling' reputation of Chen Wang. Isn't he the eternal number two guy that missed out on the position of the top ranker, obtaining second twice in six years, despite participating in it two times in a row? Sadly, now that he has already broken through to Heavenly Dipper, he is no longer eligible to participate in the upcoming ranking battle. With his prowess, could he only stay inside the Chen Clan to teach the juniors?" Qin Wentian flicked his sleeves, as he descended onto a stone platform. The great roc hovered above him, it's gaze boring down on that middle-aged man.
Ouyang Kuangsheng and the rest also landed on the stone platform, causing the eyes of the other spectators to brighten with excitement. Seems like there would be a drama to watch today. This young man actually even dared to mock Chen Wang, stabbing his sore spot saying that he was Mister eternal number two.
The news of this incident soon circulated as several experts belonging to powers such as the Shi Clan, Thousand-Jue Alliance, Hua Clan and others, all rushed to this place.
Once again, the wind and clouds gathered in Ginkou. But the main character this time around was someone nobody had ever heard of before. A young man surnamed Di and it was rumoured that the skill he was proficient in was none other than the Bloodcurse Imprint of the nine ultimate arts of Grand Xia!