Ancient Godly Monarch

Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire

“You want me to die?” That expert from the Ying Clan laughed loudly. Dragon roars filled the sky as an incomparably gigantic manifestation of a true dragon actually appeared in the air, radiating an immense demonic qi and blotting out the sun. The dragon then transformed into his law domain, engulfing everything. In this space, everything seemed to bow in submission to his law domain.

“KILL!” The expert from the Ying Clan roared. The dragon swooped down, lunging towards Qin Wentian.

Qin Wentian’s law domain erupted forth, augmented by the power of God’s Hand. His law domain contained the capabilities to transform countless times. With but a will of intent, he willed a gigantic palm imprint to appear in the air. This palm imprint flowed with boundless runic light, capable of unleashing a million types of techniques as it slammed out towards the incoming dragon. As it blasted out, a devil saber materialized from it, wanting to slash the dragon apart.

This supreme saber contained enough might to tear the world asunder. It slammed into the dragon as the sound of slashing echoed out. The dragon was severed into two.

The face of the Ying Clan’s expert changed. However, as an immortal king of one of the three great ancient clans, how could he merely depend on the power of his law domain? He gave a loud roar as a tyrannical aura gushed forth. He resembled a fiendgod and when he punched out, a total of nine dragons appeared, wrenching their maws open as they flew towards Qin Wentian.

Qin Wentian stepped out, similarly exuding an aura of tyranny. His palm imprint manifested another devil saber once more. The devil saber sliced through the void, moving with an indomitable force, crushing the maws of the dragons.

The saber continued forward, slashing towards that Ying Clan’s immortal king. That expert’s countenance paled. He hurriedly activated his bloodline power as his aura strengthened. His entire person turned golden, possessing an indestructible body as a golden giant dragon appeared behind him. As the saber light arced down, it failed to break his defense. As an expert from one of the three great ancient clans, how could he be weak? His attack and defense were both extremely powerful.

“HOW CAN YOU KILL ME?” That immortal king howled. He was like an absolute hegemon, his eyes flared with resplendent light, sparkling with arrogance. Although Qin Wentian’s saber techniques were strong, he had cultivated in a golden indestructible body technique that was further reinforced by his powerful bloodline, allowing him to borrow the strength of true dragons. No matter how extraordinary Qin Wentian’s combat prowess is, Qin Wentian would still have to die when facing him. ( Updated by NovelFull.Net)

“I was merely playing around with you.” Qin Wentian smiled with contempt when he saw this, causing the other party to feel another rush of humiliation. Qin Wentian said he was just playing around earlier?

“Shameless and insufferable.” The immortal king of the Ying Clan sneered. However, he soon noticed the runic light radiating from Qin Wentian growing brighter and brighter, infusing Qin Wentian’s law domain. Qin Wentian stood there with his hands behind his back, he was one with the giant palm imprint in the air, which circulated with countless flows of runic light. Gradually, numerous devil sabers materialized around the palm imprint, each possessing the power of destruction and suppression, capable of exterminating everything.

Qin Wentian stepped out again as his devil qi surged forth, powerful to an inconceivable extent. The numerous devil sabers all slashed down, each possessing an overwhelming might. This was especially so for the devil saber right in the center. It seemed to contain the essences of all these devil sabers.

“Die.” Qin Wentian spoke a single word, as the devil sabers descended through the air amidst the howls of anger from the Ying Clan’s expert. The devil saber in the center suddenly disappeared as a light slicing sound rang out. The Ying Clan’s expert died even before he could act.

“HOW DARE YOU?!” Icy roars rang out as the experts of the Ying Clan all rushed Qin Wentian. However, the experts from the Battle Saint Tribe released their terrifying auras, blocking the Ying Clan, protecting Qin Wentian.

“I’ve already killed him, what do you mean dare or not dare? Do you think I’m the same as you all? Only knowing how to engage in a war of words?” Qin Wentian glanced at the experts from the Ying Clan. “That person earlier from the Ying Clan was at the same level as me, yet he couldn’t even withstand a single strike. The same goes for the Paragon Sword Sect as well. I wonder what qualifications do you all have? Daring to bark so loudly before me. This phoenix bone relic belongs to the strong. If you all want to start a war for it, I will gladly oblige.”

Now, Qin Wentian was also an immortal king expert, he naturally had the bearing of one. He had enemies all around the world, especially so in the eastern regions, the number of people who wanted his life was basically countless. He didn’t mind making a few more. Since these people wanted to humiliate and insult him, he will use the most direct method to repay them, killing if he could kill, slaying if he could slay them. If he couldn’t, he would wait until he grows stronger in the future before repaying all these debts.

On the path of the strong, retreating would only cause his opponents to be more and more overbearing. Sometimes, only by acting in a sufficiently dominating manner, would he cause others to fear and respect him.

“Peak-stage immortal king.” The experts of the Ying Clan and Paragon Sword Sect sensed the might radiating from the experts of the Battle Saint Tribe. The auras of numerous peak-stage immortal kings flooded the area, terrifying to the exxtreme.

“Your law domain seemed to be established from practicing a kind of innate technique. What is that?” At this moment, the expert from the Phoeroc Race calmly asked, staring at Qin Wentian.

Qin Wentian glanced at him but didn’t reply.

When the Phoeroc expert saw Qin Wentian ignoring him, he coldly laughed, “If I’m not mistaken, that should be the lost secret art of Ancient Emperor Yi, God’s Hand, right?”

“To think that a demon in the Desolate Mountains would actually be so knowledgeable, recognizing this secret art.” Qin Wentian spoke.

“How can humans of the immortal realms know of our abilities? Just a mere secret art, let alone knowing about it, the demon gods of our Desolate Mountains aren’t any weaker than your so-called ancient emperors of the immortal realms in the past eras.” The Phoeroc arrogantly spoke, ignoring the human experts around him.

“These humans want to fight with us in our territory?” The Pheoroc glanced at the Golden Crow as he laughed disdainfully.

“Maybe they have no idea about our strength levels.” The golden crow sneered, his voice filled with an absolute arrogance.

“They believe that we fear them? Don’t they know that we are merely discussing which of our race this phoenix bone relic should belong to?” The Pheoroc continued, the two demons conversed naturally, ignoring Qin Wentian and the other human experts.

“Stop wasting time. Whoever kills the most, shall acquire the rights to obtain the phoenix bone relic. How about it?” The golden crow spoke out.

“Sure.” The Phoeroc nodded. After that, his body transformed. His transformation contained the unique aspects of both the rocs and phoenix race. Spreading out his gigantic wings, it blotted out the sun. His blood-red claws sparkled with runic light, incomparably sharp.

On the other side, that golden crow was bathing in sun flames. His sharp talons clutched a golden sun spear, capable of refining everything in the world.

“Saint Lord, be careful. These two demonic races are extremely strong.” The experts of the Battle Saint Tribe stood before Qin Wentian, reminding him as they sensed the threat from these two demons. Both of these demons were peak-stage immortal kings and from their conversation, they seemed to be extraordinary characters within their races and might be part of the royal factions.

“Bzz!” Abruptly, a raging wind gusted by. Even before anyone could react, the blood-colored phoeroc had already vanished from his original location. He transformed into a streak of red lightning, speeding forth with incredible agility. Now that immortal senses were blocked, there was no way for one to track his movements via their vision. This, was the speed of sky roc, extraordinarily fast.

“BOOM!” A loud sound rang out and a powerful immortal king from the Ying Clan was struck, transforming into a blood man as his entire body shattered, dying in an instant.

“Before this, we didn’t encounter this phoeroc at the outside. Clearly, his status is extremely high in his race.” Evergreen Longhao’s expression turned heavy when he saw this. He could feel an intense sense of crisis.

On the other side, the golden crow acted too. The golden sun spear shot out, manifesting mini balls of sunflames as it pierced through an immortal king expert. That immortal king was roasted as he screamed in agony.

“RUMBLE!” Powerful auras gushed forth, the other experts from the Phoeroc and Golden Crow races all acted at this moment, unleashing their powerful auras, wanting to slay the humans.

For initial-stage immortal kings, they were basically cannon fodder in a battle as intense as this.

A streak of blood-colored light shot towards Qin Wentian. However, the experts from the Battle Saint Tribe were standing before him. They roared in unison as battle saint might gushed forth, manifesting palm imprints that swept forth with an indomitable might.

“BANG!” Thunderous explosions rocked the air. The powerful Phoeroc from before soared high up as he glanced down with contempt at the humans. “The strength level of you guys isn’t bad, but sadly, you all are not good enough.”

As he spoke, his blood-colored body started to burn with the terrifying phoenix flames, wanting to scorch everything. He once again transformed into a streak of red lightning, there was basically no one who could track his movements.

“Saint Lord, his speed is too quick. Retreating is our best option.”

Qin Wentian’s eyes flashed. A peak expert from the Phoeroc Race actually possessed such terrifying combat prowess?

“Right.” Qin Wentian instantly gave the command to retreat. Their group of people stepped back and many among them weren’t able to withstand the attacks of these demons. They could only choose to give up on this bone relic.

Not only for Qin Wentian’s group, but the experts from the Paragon Sword Sect and Ying Clan also chose to retreat as well. Those two demonic fellows were simply too powerful. They could be said to be invincible below the emperor realm.

The demons didn’t pursue too far. With the appearance of the Demongod Mountain, countless bouts of good fortune were waiting for them. They didn’t have the time nor the mood to chase these puny human cultivators.

“What a pity. The runes engraved on the bone relic might contain some powerful innate techniques and even have the possibility of an inheritance secret art.” Nanfeng Mingyue sighed.

“That demonic beast has the abilities of both the sky rocs and the phoenix race. That golden crow is extremely powerful as well. If they manage to comprehend some inheritance secret arts, they would definitely become extremely terrifying existences. No wonder they didn’t give a damn about us humans entering the Desolate Mountains. This place is their territory and even if there’s good fortune, we won’t be able to seize it from them.” Evergreen Longhao’s status was extraordinary, but he couldn’t help but admit the strength of their demonic opponents.

“Right now, the immortal realms most probably already received this news. Before this, each power only sent a limited number of experts here but after this piece of news circulated around, the majority of the experts of each major power would definitely come here, including those strongest individuals standing at the peak. At that time, the demons of the Desolate Mountains might not possess the advantage any longer.” Nanfeng Mingyue spoke.

“Mhm, regardless of what, a violent storm is gathering here at this Demongod Mountain. Even the sacred academy wasn’t so lively.” Qin Wentian stared toward the horizons, his eyes filled with a trace of anticipation. He naturally understood Little Rascal’s intent for sending him a signal to come over. He possessed the bloodline of an incomparably powerful primordial supreme demon. Maybe, there would also be good fortune that belonged to him in this Demongod Mountain!