AGM 507 - The Young Man with the Golden Eyes
In the direction where the royal clan was situated, cultivators from the major powers stood up after one another, their palpable anger and aura intermingling as an overwhelming pressure gushed towards the stage.
The arrival of the nine great sects was a great event, even the royal clan has arrived. Naturally, as a branch of the royal clan, the King's Manor as well as representatives from the major powers in Xuan King City would also show respect and go the the event. Among them were the Golden Fire Aristocrat Clan, Wind Roc Aristocrat Clan and the Yin Clan, but right now, they were personally witnessing the chosen of their clan getting tyrannically slaughtered under Qin Wentian's hands.
Xie Yu died and Jin Yan was exterminated. Earlier, Yin Ting was killed and Jian Jingtian was cleaved down. These four were all demon-level geniuses of Xuan King City, yet all of them died under the hands of the same man. How could those from the Xuan King City not be infuriated? The arrival of the nine great sects this time caused many of the geniuses from the major powers to hold high hopes in their hearts as they participated, hoping to be able to join one of the nine great sects. Yet who would have thought that because of that black-robed young man, a total of four demon-level talents had fallen.
As Jian Jingtian's body fell down the air, before he died, a voice rang out in his mind, "You are number four."
The axe which killed him, had struck out using principles of a sword technique, catching him by surprise, killing him before he had a chance to do anything.
Feng Yunhe initially wanted to continue rushing at him, yet as he saw Jian Jingtian's death, his movements abruptly stopped. An instant later, a shadow of a wind roc blotted out the sun as he immediately turned and fled away in high speed, wanting to leave the battle stage.
The chosen from the Wind Roc Aristocrat Clan, Feng Yunhe, didn't dare to continuing fighting. He wanted to escape, even at the cost of losing his pride, even at the cost of losing the chance to join the nine great sects, he wanted to leave the stage.
Qin Wentian's body spun in a spiral as the great axe in his hands ferociously chopped out. A bright light tore space apart as the shadow of the wind roc instantly dissipated. Seeing how Feng Yunhe was fleeing, the coldness in Qin Wentian's gaze got more pronounced.
"Bzzz!" A raging wind gusted, Qin Wentian's speed was like a bolt of lightning. He flung the axe in his hands towards Feng Yunhe while his palms pressed forward in the air.
That palm strike of his made it feel as though the entire world was moving together with it. The vibrations of his attack stacked together, creating a fearsome wave of formless energy sweeping outwards, ramming into Feng Yunhe's body.
Feng Yunhe bellowed in rage, as a suit of armor appeared around his body. That terrifying force gushed into him, causing him to cough out blood. Despite his armor, the vibrational shockwaves drilled right into his body, breaking apart his meridians and arterial channels, wanting to destroy his inner organs.
"Bzz!" Feng Yunhe didn't dare to slow down, he continued madly rushing ahead, and just when he was about to step down from the stage, Qin Wentian grabbed hold of the great axe he had flung out earlier and cleaved down with overwhelming might.
"CAREFUL!" Those from the Wind Roc Aristocrat Clan shouted. Qin Wentian's strike was like a god cleaving apart the heavens, and under that overwhelming might, even they, as spectators felt their bodies turning cold as they involuntarily shivered.
Feng Yunhe could clearly feel death lurking behind him. He howled in madness as the entirety of astral energy in his body burst out, protecting him. His wings frantically spread out before enveloping him within.
The young man in black cleaved down mercilessly, the great axe slamming into Feng Yunhe's body. A thunderous boom echoed as Feng Yunhe was smashed directly into the ground, the impact of the fall causing a huge crater on the magnificent stage. Those near the point of impact hurriedly retreated, the shock wave from that fall was so great that they found themselves unable to stand in a stable manner.
"Yunhe!" A large number of cultivators rushed towards Feng Yunhe, yet they discovered that the Feng Yunhe who was even protected by his roc wings was as still as a statue. When they finally pried open his wings, they discovered that the armor on his body had already disintegrated. Feng Yunhe was bleeding from all seven apertures, his internal organs completely destroyed, he had long since ceased to draw breath and was deader than dead.
Qin Wentian was proficient in the Mandate of Force, his second level of insight, Void Vibration, was channelled into the body of his opponent before transforming into terrifying pulsating shockwaves, destroying everything it came in contact with. Despite Feng Yunhe's protective measures, there was simply no way for him to survive.
Waves of extreme shock rocked the heart of the spectators when they turned their gaze in the young man in black. The weapon in his hand was only an ordinary greataxe, yet the manner in which he stood there exuded a presence similar to that of a god of war, invincible and unassailable.
The experts from the Wind Roc Aristocrat Clan turned and glared at Qin Wentian. One of them exploded forth with killing intent as he icily stated, "You must be courting death."
As the sound of his voice faded, a terrifying aura engulf this space. Yet Qin Wentian didn't seemed to be worried at all. He threw his head back and roared, "DO YOU TREAT THE WORDS FROM THE ROYAL CLAN AND THE NINE GREAT SECTS AS FART?!"
As he finished speaking, that aura which was exploding outwards froze abruptly. He could only silently stare at the black-robed young man while seething in fury.
"Unable to withstand a single strike, yet they had the face to call themselves Heaven's Chosen? I'm acting on behalf of the Xuan King City to wipe out these imbeciles with false reputations. You should be thanking me instead." Qin Wentian icily stated. His silhouette flickered as he returned to the centre of the stage. The eyes of the experts from the major powers were filled with boiling hatred when they stared at him. They wanted nothing more than to kill him right now, wrenching his heart out.
Those who died were the chosen of their clans that had the highest chance to enter the nine great sects. Yet now, they died just like that...
Currently the nine great sects as well as the royal clan of Grand Shang were all present. And earlier when Qin Wentian asked if he could kill, an expert from the Royal Clan had clearly stated that the life and death of all participants on the stage was up to their own fate and no one could interfere, even if they were killed. Hence, the experts from the major powers had no choice but to swallow their anger for now. The moment Qin Wentian stepped down from the stage, would be the moment of his death.
However, this young man's strength was truly extraordinary. If he really managed to join one of the nine great sects, wouldn't that mean that they wouldn't even have any chance for revenge?
As they thought of this, they started to get increasingly nervous. With the strength the black-robed young man had shown, it was almost certain that he would be able to pass a test and join one of the nine great sects.
The representatives from the nine great sects had naturally noticed Qin Wentian. Right now, an expert from the Qinghua Mountain smiled as he asked, "Are you interested in joining my Qinghua Mountain?"
As the voice of the expert from Qinghua Mountain faded, several in the crowd gasped in shock as they drew in a breath.
In this disciple recruitment selection event, for those who passed the entry test, they were eligible to take the second test designed by the nine great sects to see if they were qualified to join them. Also, the stage was for these applicants to exhibit their might, the black-robed young man had slayed five chosen from Xuan King City in such a domineering manner while also jumping levels, fighting with people who had a higher cultivation base than him. Not only that, for the last battle, he fought them, one man to three, and still prevailed in the air. Such combat prowess and talent truly made people sigh in admiration. It was evident that this young man's insights in his Mandates had already surpassed the various chosen. In the Xuan King City, there were probably no cultivators in the same generation who could be a match to him. This was why the Qinghua Mountain decided to extend an invitation.
This black-robed young man became the first applicant to receive an invitation initiated by the nine great sects to join them.
How could the experts from the other major powers from Xuan King City not be worried? If this young man accepted the invitation of the Qinghua Mountains, how could they even kill him then?
In the direction of the royal clan , the man in the lead was an old man clad in extravagant robes. His bearing radiated a sense of majesty, giving people a huge sense of pressure just from a single glance by him. Yet right now, this old man actually inclined his body forwards, consulting with a young man seated in front of him. "How are this black-robed young man's capabilities?"
This young man was clad in luxurious golden robes and although his looks weren't that handsome, he exuded a heroic spirit. Just a single glance at him was sufficient to tell that he was no ordinary character. The most notable features about him were his eyes, they were actually gleaming with golden light. His pupils were pure gold in color and radiated a sense of sharpness as though they were able to see through anything, even the void.
"This young man is using some disguising technique to mask his true features." The young man with the golden eyes stared in Qin Wentian's direction as he continued, "It seems that his true intentions here were to challenge the chosen from the Xuan King City and not to participate in the disciple recruitment event of the nine great sects. In short, he came here to kill."
The eyes of the old man gleamed with a strange glow when he heard what the young man said. There was no need to suspect the young man's judgement, there was nothing that could hide from his eyes. Since he said that the black-robed man was concealing his features, there were no doubts about it.
Right now, Qin Wentian gazed at the expert from the Qinghua Mountain as he replied, "I've killed a total of five chosen from the Xuan King City, the various major powers will surely avenge them."
The expert from the Qinghua Mountain merely smiled, "No worries, if you join my Qinghua Mountain, it means that you will be a core disciple of my sect. My Qinghua Mountain can guarantee your safety."
"Thank you, I will consider your offer." Qin Wentian nodded, his response causing many people to start in astonishment. How proud was this man? Even though one of the nine great sects had already offered an invitation, he actually said he would still need to consider first instead of accepting it directly?
"Sure." That expert laughed. Naturally, he wouldn't force a junior against their will. Qin Wentian was free to make his own choice.
"As expected, he's not here to join the nine great sects. In that case, who is the next person he wants to kill?" The old man from the royal clan had an expression of interest on his face when he heard Qin Wentian's reply. He wanted to know who Qin Wentian's next target was.
"If he don't make a move soon, there won't be any opportunities left. Those experts from the major powers had all already noted him, look at them gathering before the Violet Thunder Sword-Drum Formation pathway, they are already planning to kill him." The young man with golden eyes spoke. Right now, the other experts from the major powers in Xuan King City were all planning to step on the stage by passing through the formation. The cultivation bases of these people was the highest tier allowed on stage, at the sixth level of Heavenly Dipper.
Qin Wentian had slaughtered a total of five chosen. Xie Yu from the Ecliptic Sect, Yin Ting from Yin Clan, Feng Yunhe from Wind Roc Aristocrat Clan, Jin Yan from Golden Fire Aristocrat Clan and Jian Jingtian from the Heaven Shocking Sword Sect. How could these five major powers spare Qin Wentian? Hence, they decided to pool the sixth-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns of their sect together, commanding them to go on the stage so that they could legitimately kill Qin Wentian while respecting the prestige of the royal clan and nine great sects.
The golden eyes of that young man gleamed with light as a corona of resplendent gold appeared at the center of his brows. He too, was watching Qin Wentian with interest.
Qin Wentian kept the greataxe and took out the ordinary spear once again. His eyes were as sharp as swords as they raked through the crowd before landing onto Shang Qi.
"I've long heard about the strength of Shang Qi from the King's Manor, the leader of the six chosen of Xuan King City. I wonder if you would prove to be as disappointing as the other five?" Qin Wentian slowly stepped out, his curled lips as sharp as the edge of a blade.
Shang Qi furrowed his brows. This black-robed young man was stronger than him, he knew this because even he, couldn't have slayed the five other chosen in successive attempts or win when he was fighting them one on three.
As the black-robed young man approached, the intention to flee bloomed in Shang Qi's heart. However at this moment, a strange glow appeared flickered in the eyes of the golden-eyed young man. So the person the black-robed young man wanted to kill, was Shang Qi.
No matter what, Shang Qi was still a descendent from a branch of the royal clan of Grand Shang. The young man with the golden eyes instantly called out, "Shang Qi, this man concealed his true features and his true purpose here is to kill the whole lot of you."
As the sound of his voice faded, everyone's expressions were thunderstruck. The eyes of the experts from the five major powers gleamed with coldness. This person had actually hid his identity and right from the very start, his true purpose here was to slaughter the five chosen.
When Shang Qi heard this, his mind spun wildly and suddenly, an image of a young man in white getting ganged up upon by experts from the six major powers, surfaced in his mind.
"BOOM!" Shang Qi stomped the ground as he frantically fled towards the direction of the royal clan. At the same time, he howled, "HE IS THE PERSON WHO STOLE THE SEVEN CONSTELLATION FRUITS!"