AGM 460 - The Finger Descends
As he pointed his finger downwards, the sword qi in the area congregated as a sword-type constellation appeared in the sky ahead. Everything below him was enveloped by that torrential, never-ending sword intent.
It was as though with just a single thought, Qin Wentian could destroy anything.
The clan lord of the Chen Clan as well as Jun Yu and the rest of the Ascendants, all had incredibly ugly expressions as they stared at Qin Wentian.
The spectators far away were all extremely shocked. Qin Wentian who was in the form of the great roc had turned back into a human. As his finger pointed downwards, his sword could vanquish immortals. Even Celestial Phenomenon Ascendants dared not rashly make a move.
"Such power, can you even control it? If you persist, you will die undoubtedly." The expressions on the faces of the Pill Emperor as well as Jun Yu stiffened as they stared at Qin Wentian. "This sword art, even if you burn through the entirety of the vast demonic divinity energies, you still wouldn't have enough power to use it."
Jun Yu, as someone who was widely travelled, he was extremely experienced. He had met countless experts and had even witnessed battles among those at the peak of Celestial Phenomenon before.
The power of the sword art Qin Wentian was using, had a might that was simply terrifying. Borrowing the power of the Heavens, he needed to first exhaust his life force as a price to execute this art. If there was insufficient energy, death would be the only outcome.
In fact, Jun Yu's estimation was right. The Immortal Vanquishing Swordplay wasn't something Qin Wentian could execute at his current level. Although he had only learn the simplest first stance of the swordplay, it still wasn't something he had the power to unleash. Other than burning his energy and life force as the fuel, he had to be completely focused. If there was even the slightest of mistakes, he would die first, even before unleashing the strike.
"So what of it? Killing you isn't a problem."
Qin Wentian slowly walked downwards in the air. An instant later, the sword might surrounding the area moved together with him. With every step downwards, the sword might in the area seethed and bubbled, Qin Wentian's finger was still outstretched, it seemed as though that finger of his could be used to unleash the entire might of the Immortal Vanquishing Swordplay. He placed all his concentration and focus onto that outstretched finger of his.
Right now, Qin Wentian had turned his gaze onto Jun Yu, causing the countenance of Jun Yu to darken with fear and anger. He was actually threatened by a lowly Heavenly Dipper Sovereign!
"Do you dare to kill me?" Jun Yu coldly spat out.
Qin Wentian took another step downwards. Right now, the image of the primordial great roc that appeared behind him had mostly faded away. The divine and astral energy in his Yuanfu were frenziedly being sucked into a vortex while the power of his bloodline was drawn in as well.
His finger pressed downwards once more, the towering sword might around him 'breathed in and out', as an immortal slaying sword appeared, coalesced from the sword might, its tip pointing straight at Jun Yu.
"I promise you this. If you dare to move, or even utter a single word, I will kill you."
Qin Wentian slowly enunciated his words as his killing intent erupted. Jun Yu's lips trembled with impotent outrage, glaring at Qin Wentian, his own killing intent exploding out like a storm yet he didn't dare to say anything.
He knew that if Qin Wentian was pushed too far, he truly had the capabilities to end his life.
What status did Jun Yu have? Who in Grand Xia dared to show disrespect to him? Even the Chen Clan's Ancestor and Old Man Tianji were nothing in his eyes.
Yet right now, Qin Wentian forbade him to move and even told him to shut the fuck up.
However, Qin Wentian hadn't make his move yet.
It was as if he was waiting for something. He burnt through everything he could burn to sustain enough energy to unleash the strike, yet he still hadn't attacked.
From afar, the fluctuation of terrifying energies drifted over. The experts from the Pill Emperor Hall and Chen Clan all turned their gazes over only to see seven armored bodies flying over here with great speed.
"Are those puppets?" Someone stared at the seven silhouettes as he commented. In the blink of an eye, the puppets had already arrived at this location.
Seven puppets stood in a line, facing seven different directions. The one standing in the middle was the master of the seven.
At this moment, resplendent light burst out in the air. The stars in the skies shifted as a cold and icy intent abruptly radiated out. Right above the seven puppets, a constellation of ice and snow appeared.
A freezing energy shot forth with the seven puppets at it's core. The entire space in this region was frozen solid. The atmosphere now was so cold that the spectators from afar could even feel a bone-chilling cold that made them shiver.
Astral light erupted, the seven puppets vanished in an instant before appearing right before the clan lord of the Chen Clan. A ray of dazzling sword light shot down from the heavens, cleaving forwards with unfathomable might.
Abruptly, the the Icesnow Constellation re-arranged themselves as a new sword-type constellation was birthed. This constellation seemed to be capable of changing form.
The clan lord of the Chen Clan frowned, he blasted out with a palm as a gigantic monument of lava fire manifested, swinging upwards to meet the descending sword.
"BOOOM!" At the moment of impact, the lava fire monument had been shattered. The puppet in the centre of the seven puppets constantly rotated. With each rotation, a new constellation was birthed.
Right now, a blood-colored constellation appeared. The seven puppets stretched out their hands at the same moment as an impossibly huge palm imprint that contained an endless blood might smashed out. The entire world seemed to freeze as a gargantuan blood-colored palm smashed down from the heavens. The clan lord turned pale with fright as he sought to evade. However, even before he could do anything, the blackish fumes from the blood-colored palm had already entered his body, causing the astral energy within him to flow in reverse.
The clan lord of the Chen Clan trembled involuntarily. What kind of monsters are these seven puppets?
However at this moment, the eyes of Old Man Tianji brightened with a sharp gleam.
"Royal Tomb, the guardian puppets."
The seven slaughter puppets actually appeared. In that case, did someone discover the secret location of the royal tomb of ancient Grand Xia?
The three Ascendants from the Pill Emperor Hall felt that something was wrong. It seemed as though the arrival of the seven puppets was precisely what Qin Wentian was waiting for. Earlier they had wanted to act, yet as Qin Wentian's sword might enveloped them, they could feel how unstable it was, if Qin Wentian's concentration lapsed for a second, the sword might would dispersed. Yet they couldn't say for sure that Qin Wentian wouldn't seize that opportunity to kill them.
"Try moving and see. I will kill him." Qin Wentian stared at Jun Yu, his voice colder than ice. The three Ascendants of the Pill Emperor Hall all obediently stood in the air like idiots, not daring to make the slightest of movements.
Jun Yu, was the hope of their Pill Emperor Hall.
This situation was something that they had never expected. The three Ascendants of the Pill Emperor Hall were held hostage by a single Qin Wentian. While Fairy Qingmei and the two other Ascendants from the Mystic Moon Sect was holding back the Chen Clan Ancestor.
And now, the seven puppets that just appeared, they were working like a single entity, suppressing the clan lord of the Chen Clan.
And now, the experts from the Great Solar Chen Clan all turned pale as they witnessed the scenario unfolding. They no longer had expressions of arrogance on their faces, but instead, their countenance was marred by nervousness and anxiety.
The Chen Clan had already lost one Ascendant. And right now, their clan lord was facing a disaster. If they lost a second Ascendant, the status of their Chen Clan would definitely plummet without a doubt.
Right at this moment, a light sound resounded out. Above the air, flashes of red appeared. Qin Wentian's body was counter lacerated by the sword qi, as blood started leaking out from his wounds.
This sight caused the eyes of many to narrow. This Immortal Vanquishing Swordplay truly wasn't something that Qin Wentian could control. He was almost at his limit, if he continued enduring without finding an outlet for it, death would be the only outcome for him.
With but a thought, the danger would be eliminated. At this moment, Qin Wentian didn't have the slightest intention of releasing the concentrated the sword might.
Qin Wentian's brow was slightly furrowed, he continued staring at Jun Yu.
Madness, pure madness. Qin Wentian's actions were like those of a crazy fool.
The spectators had all heard of how crazy Qin Wentian could be all those years ago when he dragged the demon sword for ten thousand miles to split apart the Pill Emperor Hall. Since he could afford such madness then, there was no reason why he couldn't afford to do so now.
The only reason being that, he was Qin Wentian.
When it came to the things he wanted to do, nobody could cause his heart to waver.
This was courage, this was conviction. The strength to continue pressing forward, an unbreakable determination.
The sword intent penetrated Qin Wentian's body, yet his outstretched finger was still as steady as ever, pointing straight at Jun Yu. How would Jun Yu dare to move under such circumstances?
Upon seeing Qin Wentian's resoluteness, the three Ascendants of the Pill Emperor Hall could do nothing but wait there with him. Although they could overpower him, they knew that at the instant of his death, Qin Wentian would still have the time to slay one of them. And if Jun Yu fell, the Pill Emperor would never be able to rise in Grand Xia ever again.
Fear struck deep within their hearts, especially in the hearts of the Pill Emperor and the ancient elder. All those years ago, Qin Wentian had already left a shadow in there.
Hence, they chose not to take the risk. The Pill Emperor Hall had to act with the safety of Jun Yu in mind.
Jun Yu, how could he die a useless death like this here? He was the hope and future for the Pill Emperor Hall.
They would rather hope for the situation to remain as it is. As for the death of Chen Clan's Ascendants, what has it got to do with their Pill Emperor Hall? As long as Jun Yu was safe, everything could start afresh.
Everyone would obviously act with their own interests in mind. Just like back then when Jun Yu had appeared, the alliance between the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan, Jiang Clan and the Mystic Moon Sect came to an abrupt end. This was because the Ouyang Aristocrat Clan acted with their best interests in mind, so what if Qin Wentian and his forces fell in the battle? It was not as important as their own safety. There was no right or wrong, it was merely a natural law of the world.
The clan lord of the Chen Clan was currently in extreme danger. The seven slaughter puppets floated up into the skies as brilliant flashes of light erupted forth from their body, causing the constellation they manifested to rotate and change time after time, again and again. The clan lord soon found himself at his wits end with regards to the ever-changing attacks.
"Clan lord.." Chen Fan's countenance turned green as he stared at the spectacle unfolding in the skies. He hated that he himself wasn't an Ascendant, he had no way to participate in a battle of this scale and could only spectate from the side.
Shifting his gaze back towards the Chen Ancestor, it appeared that the Chen Ancestor himself was in a bind as well. The attacks that he unleashed were furious and frenzied, yet Fairy Qingmei and the two other Ascendants were tightly on his heels, on par with him. With a roar of rage, the Chen Ancestor finally executed Stellar Transposition as he appeared in the area where the clan lord of the Chen Clan was while Fairy Qingmei and the two other Ascendants, joined up with the seven slaughter puppets.
"What the hell are these things?" Staring at the ever-changing constellation in the skies, the blazing sun behind the Chen Ancestor erupted with an even more blinding light as the fiery sun rays shot towards the puppets.
"Seal of ice."
An icy voice rang out as the Icesnow Constellation appeared once more, freezing the entire space.
The leader of the Mystic Moon Sect coordinated well as her Arctic Underworld Constellation transformed into an Arctic Domain, which enveloped the entire space, turning this area into a world sealed by ice upon fusing with the Icesnow Constellation.
At the same time, in another direction, numerous wounds appeared on Qin Wentian's body, his entire shirt had long been dyed red with blood. Upon seeing this, the hearts of the other spectators were all pounding with incredulity. Too crazy, does he not fear death?
Old Man Tianji also stared at Qin Wentian. Such resolution was rarely seen.
Finally, Qin Wentian's outstretched finger stabbed out. In that instant, the sword might circulating in this region had all turned into spirals, gathering onto the tip of his finger.
As the finger descended, the millions upon millions of swords issued a terrible keen, vibrating the void, the fluctuations of the sword energy turning everything in the surrounding into nothingness. Even if an immortal appeared now, he would also be vanquished by the power of this strike.
Jun Yu turned pale with fright. He finally moved, a strange looking bead he took out shattered into fragments as an astral river abruptly appeared in the middle of the air, enveloping him protectively. At that instant, he clearly felt the threat of death looming over him, he had no choice but to expend the precious life-saving treasure granted to him by his master. Once that defensive item was used, the sword wouldn't be able to kill him, but he would have wasted an immeasurably powerful magic treasure.
He would definitely make Qin Wentian pay the price!