Ancient Godly Monarch

AGM 509 – Unrivalled Spear

Who among you can kill me? The spoken words were like the roaring of a demon king, bringing with it an aura that felt unmatched, and incomparably arrogant.

On the magnificent stage, the strongest existences were those at the sixth level of Heavenly Dipper. However, when Qin Wentian called upon the power of his bloodline, it allowed him to boost his cultivation base to become similar to the fifth level. In addition, his advantage in astral souls improved the quality of astral energy, as well as his condensed Astral Novas, this all gave him an edge over the others.

Of course, when used by Stellar Martial Cultivators, the power of innate techniques also depended on the quality and quantity of one’s astral energy. Especially considering the fact that Qin Wentian’s Yuanfu contained divine energy instead of astral energy, all of these factors allowed him to jump the cultivation levels, granting him the strength to combat experts who had a higher cultivation compared to him. And this was before taking into account that all his Mandates were at the Transformation Boundary of the second level.

Furthermore, it was of particular note that his spear arts were borne from his halberd arts. With his comprehension and diligent practice, he’d trained each halberd stance to perfection.

Each spear attack contained hints of his expertise of the halberd within, which was imbued with the forces of dual mandates: the will from the Mandate of Dreams as well as the will from the Mandate of Force. Under this unholy combination, Qin Wentian would first bewilder the mind of his opponent before unleashing powered strikes of extreme destruction.

Hence, with just a single spear attack, no one of the same level could stand against him. And with barely any effort, he could kill cultivators at one or two levels higher compared to him as well.

With his final strike, the experts from the six major powers were no longer as confident. Despite their rage, they knew this young man was truly powerful. They had to kill him now, to sever all troubles at its root.

“Join hands and kill him together,” a powerhouse from the King’s Manor commanded. At this moment, there were two sixth level Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns who had already passed the Violet Thunder Sword-Drum Formation. They weren’t in a hurry to make a move, and chose to stay near the pathway to wait for more reinforcements. The aura from their bodies blasted out, as they stared hatefully at Qin Wentian, fully prepared to battle.

The sixth-level Heavenly Dipper expert from the Wind Roc Aristocrat Clan exuded massive amounts of demonic qi. Astral wind gusted around him as sand and small pebbles on the stage flew randomly about. The spectators below involuntarily took a few steps back when they felt the force of the raging wind. The whistling of the wind gave testament to how sharp it was, even just as an after-effect, and some unlucky spectators suffered scratches on their skin where their clothes had been shredded apart. What was even more terrifying was that a pair of demonic wings took form behind his back.

The expert from the Yin Clan was like a god of lightning descending into this world. Flashes of electricity randomly sparked around him, and the explosive, booming sounds of thunder were so loud that a few crowd members couldn’t help but clasp their hands over their ears. His aura was so overwhelming that it seemed everything would collapse before him. He would kill anyone trying to block him.

This time around, the two experts sent by the major powers were already so terrifying, it was obvious how determined the Xuan King City was in their desire to kill Qin Wentian. They would never allow Qin Wentian to leave this stage alive.

Yet how could Qin Wentian be afraid of them? He stood tall and proud in the air, putting away the ordinary spear. With a bright flash of light, another similar-looking spear appeared in his hands. This spear emitted a brilliant light, and an aura of sharpness could clearly be felt from it. Astral energy circulated all over the spear, causing Yun Rou to let out a gasp upon seeing it. This was none other than the top-grade fourth-ranked spear Qin Wentian had wanted.

The spear Qin Wentian had used earlier was just an ordinary one. But now, he was finally choosing to use a divine weapon.

“You’re all experts from the six major powers, each with a cultivation base at the sixth level of Heavenly Dipper, and you’re coming at me with overwhelming strength and powerful weapons. I, Qin, have truly been too courteous in using such ordinary weapons to fight. Considering the advantages your side holds now, then even if I were to use a divine weapon to kill you all, no one can say that I relied on treasures to win.”

Qin Wentian’s voice was roiling, reaching out to every corner, his words causing the others to silently nod their heads in agreement. It was true—Qin Wentian was facing joint attacks from experts of the six major powers who all had a cultivation base advantage over him. Not only that, it was a certainty that the divine weapons they wielded were also extraordinary. There was no shame for him to use a top-tier fourth-ranked divine weapon in combat.

Qin Wentian took a step forward, as a billowing sword intent instantly gusted by virtue of his Seven Annihilations Swordplay.

The King Sword Astral Nova floated above his head. With every step he took, his intentions of annihilation and destruction compounded onto each other, causing terrifying waves to engulf the area.

Qin Wentian continued brandishing his spear, yet every step he took birthed a towering sword-might within that area. He closely resembled the overlord of demons, as well as the sovereign of swords. Such an aura deeply shocked the spectators as they continued to watch him, feeling a sense of trepidation in their hearts.

“This young man is truly a demon-level genius. Our Qinghua Mountain wants him for sure.” The eyes of the expert from the Qinghua Mountain gleamed with a bright light. Such a talent was truly hard to find. With the power of his blood, he could skip two levels and battle opponents stronger than him on an equal footing. Not only that, all his Mandates were at the Transformation Boundary of the second insight. Not even sixth-level Heavenly Dippers might be able to accomplish such an achievement.

“This young man in black can stand shoulder to shoulder with the demon-level geniuses of our nine great sects. His combat prowess is incredible indeed.” An expert from the Heaven Cleaving Manor mused, as a similar notion of recruiting Qin Wentian appeared in his mind. Such a high-level talent—if he were to join their Heaven Cleaving Manor, they would definitely nurture him like they would a chosen and ensure that he wouldn’t be weaker compared to any of the elite disciples of the other eight sects.

“He hasn’t even received any nurturing nor guidance from the nine great sects and is already so strong to this extent. If he joins one of our nine great sects, I wonder how much more terrifying he would become?” An expert from the Great Earth Sect mused. With regards to Qin Wentian, the tests designed by the nine great sects for the purpose of recruitment were no longer as important. With his performance, they each wanted to recruit him within their ranks immediately.

The nine sects were all watching Qin Wentian intently, their faces alight with interest. The eyes of Lin Shuai from the Battle Sword Sect twinkled with admiration when he sensed the sword-might generating from Qin Wentian with each successive step taken. For a character with such talent in the sword arts, there was no other sect more suitable for him than the Battle Sword Sect. Could his Master’s true intentions be to nurture this young man into a chosen of their sect, becoming one of their leaders in the future?

All this would depend on how great Qin Wentian’s latent potential was. But right now, it was imperative that they recruit this little fellow into their Battle Sword Sect first. Lin Shuai glanced around, and it seemed that the representatives from the other eight sects all had the same notion already in their minds: to recruit Qin Wentian.

Currently, Qin Wentian’s fifth step had already landed. Those two sixth level Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns from the Xuan King City were still waiting for reinforcements. But now they found that they could no longer wait—already they could sense a surge of towering sword-might boring down upon them, threatening to shatter their Astral Novas.

“KILL HIM!” The two of them shouted simultaneously. The expert from the Wind Roc Aristocrat Clan was covered by gusts of wind as he dashed towards Qin Wentian. A pair of wings formed behind his back, shining with silvery light, and slashing outwards at Qin Wentian with enough force to split a human into two. As for that expert from the Yin Clan, his hands wielded a gigantic lightning pole with complex inscriptions inscribed upon it. Each strike was punctuated by a clap of thunder. He slammed the pole towards Qin Wentian as dark clouds appeared. The booming explosiveness from the thunderbolts shook the entire space.

Qin Wentian took another step outwards, as a boundless sword-might swept out. It felt as though there were millions upon millions of strands of sword qi penetrating the bodies of the two experts. They instantly felt cracks appearing on their Astral Novas. Groaning in misery, blood leaked from the corners of their lips, and yet they still pressed on with their attacks without hesitation.

Qin Wentian inclined his head, and with an intention of will, his King Sword Astral Nova immediately slashed out. This sword was like the sword of the god of death, splitting apart the lightning divinity’s form. At the same time, his long spear erupted forth, piercing with unerring precision into the silver wings slicing over from the expert of the Wind Roc Aristocrat Clan.

Those silvery roc wings were used as tools of murder for those from the Wind Roc Aristocrat Clan, and contained enough force to completely sever a person into two. But when the divine long spear stabbed into them, crumbling sounds echoed as fissures actually appeared on the wings. Silver light flashed as they broke apart, and the expert from the Wind Roc Aristocrat Clan immediately stumbled mid-flight—Qin Wentian had actually destroyed one of his wings.

“What power,” the crowd breathed. A single strike had jolted that incomparably sturdy silver wing into nothingness. The terrifying might of Qin Wentian’s vibrational shockwaves could very well be seen.

“You think you can escape?” Seeing the expert from the Wind Roc Aristocrat Clan furiously flapping his remaining wing in an attempt to fly away, Qin Wentian’s lips curled into a cold smile. He executed Stellar Transposition as his silhouette started to flicker. Although this would greatly consume his energy, he had a total of four Yuanfu, which meant he could afford to use it extravagantly. Earlier when he had killed those chosen, he hadn’t even used it. But now, there was no need to hold back any longer.

“Puchi!” The life-reaping spear penetrated through the void. The expert from the Wind Roc Aristocrat Clan frantically turned, his golden talons grabbing downwards in a bid to block while his other remaining wing chopped out towards Qin Wentian.

“DIE!” Qin Wentian spat out, and everywhere his spear passed, waves of destruction would rock the void. The long spear breached through the pathetic defenses of his opponent, and upon entering his body, it channeled vibrational shockwaves which destroyed his inner organs, completely decimating his life force.

The killing only took the time for a flint’s spark to fly off a stone, and at this instant, the expert from the Yin Clan who was wielding the lightning pole had already descended. He smashed his weapon downwards, aiming for Qin Wentian’s head. The tyrannical thunderbolts filled the skies, brimming with the power of destruction, while all his Astral Novas also lashed out at the same time, augmenting the intensity of lightning and thunder in the area.

“Bzzz!” Astral light inundated the area as Qin Wentian executed Stellar Transposition, moving out of that lightning-filled space. However, his black robes were all already tattered. The long spear in his hand unhesitatingly stabbed out, and the instant the Yin Clan expert turned to focus on him, a nightmarish dream-will gushed into his mind.

“Puchi!” The sound of another body being pierced through echoed in the air. Qin Wentian’s spear would slay gods if the gods tried to block it, and would slay buddhas if buddhas tried to stand before him. Nobody could withstand the might of his spear attack. As to the exact secrets this spear strike contained, even now, nobody understood. They could only see that all of Qin Wentian’s opponents were dropping like flies before him.

Right now, Qin Wentian took another step out, walking in the direction of the Violet Thunder Sword-Drum Formation. Just when another expert from the six major powers stepped out, he saw the scene of Qin Wentian tyrannically massacring the two sixth level Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns before him. That person immediately paled, as his heart trembled. Yet now, he could neither advance nor retreat, Qin Wentian’s spear directly penetrated through the center of his head, reaping his life away with a single strike.

“He is simply a devil. He’s invincible on that stage, no one can win against him.” The crowd stared at Qin Wentian, who was now guarding the entrance of the formation pathway. Below the stage, there were still people who dared to enter the formation. Hence the message Qin Wentian wished to send out was clear: if you send one, I shall kill one. No matter how many you send, I shall play with you till the end. Although the six major powers projected a domineering aura, one must understand that sixth level Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns could be considered elites in their sects and clans. For even one to die had already caused them to feel a pinch, how could they be so stupid and toss the lives of elites freely away?

At this point, the six major powers had almost gone mad with fury. Their eyes stared daggers at Qin Wentian, wanting nothing more than to tear him into a thousand million pieces.

“The six major powers of the Xuan King City are truly disappointing, they can’t even withstand a single strike,” Qin Wentian casually commented, and his words were like a harsh slap on the six major powers’ faces. He’d killed their experts and even mocked them for being useless, but what retort could they give? So many experts had already fallen at Qin Wentian’s hands, would there even be anyone at the sixth level of Heavenly Dipper that could be his match?