War Sovereign Soaring The Heavens

Duan Ling Tian could not help but smile wryly when he heard the other party’s words.

However, he did not continue to argue about this with Guan Xiu since he knew this was a world where the strong ones were revered. Guan Xiu was sincere when he addressed him as senior brother. If Duan Ling Tian had insisted on addressing Guan Xiu as senior brother, it would pressure Guan Xiu as well.

“Junior Brother Ling Tian, although you’re strong, I’m afraid it’s still lacking compared to a true disciple. Anyone of the true disciples is already at the Saint Celestial Stage or above! Senior Brother Yang Wen, in particular, has already reached the First Form of the Saint Celestial Stage a few years ago!” Guan Xiu continued to advise him through Voice Transmission with a solemn expression.

Duan Ling Tian felt a sense of warmth enveloped his heart when faced with Guan Xiu’s good intention. After all, he had only met him once prior to this. The fact that he was kind enough to worry about him was very rare.

“Don’t worry!” Duan Ling Tian replied Guan Xiu through Voice Transmission and gave him a reassuring look. Then, under Guan Xiu and Sun De’s helpless stare, he flew toward the true disciple, Yang Wen, who had flown quite a distance away.

“Huh?” Yang Wen’s expression turned solemn immediately when he saw Duan Ling Tian was really brave enough to follow him.

“He actually dares to follow me?”

…

” Looks like he won’t give up before they sign the Death Duel!”

“He’s really giving it his all! However, even if his strength is far from comparable to Senior Brother Yang Wen, by doing this, he’s still able to pressure Senior Brother Yang Wen.”

“That’s right! Look at Yang Wen’s expression. It has already turned grave!”

As the Saint Land disciples shifted their attention to Yang Wen, his solemn expression finally disappeared. He glanced at Duan Ling Tian contemptuously and said, “Duan Ling Tian, I really wonder if you’ll still be so courageous when we arrive at the Palace Of Death and have to sign the Death Pact. I hope you’ll obediently sign the Death Pact. Otherwise, I’ll definitely rip off your nails one by one and let you have a taste of death!” His tone turned colder and colder as he spoke. Although his words were not intended for the Saint Land disciples, it still sent chills up their spines.

“Rip off my nails one by one?” Killing intent flashed in the depths of Duan Ling Tian’s eyes when he heard Yang Wen’s ruthless words. However, his expression was so calm that it was terrifying.

“Humph! I’d like to see how long you’ll be able to maintain your composure!” Yang Wen flew out immediately in humiliation when he saw Duan Ling Tian still remained calm even after hearing his ruthless words. He snorted coldly as he sped up and made his way toward the Saint Island’s Central Square.

Duan Ling Tian followed after him at a speed that was neither slow nor fast. From the beginning until the end, he did not have any intention of shying away from this battle.

Sun De, Guan Xiu, and the Saint Land disciples followed after them as well. When they reached the sky above the Saint Island’s Central Square, the crowd attracted the other Saint Land disciples in the Central Square.

“What’s going on? Why are there suddenly so many people?”

“Huh? The person flying in the lead seems to be Senior Brother Yang Wen!”

“It’s indeed Senior Brother Yang Wen! It seems like the group of people is following Senior Brother Yang Wen.”

“Something doesn’t seem right with Senior Brother Yang Wen’s expression. What’s going on?”

There were only over 170 true disciples in the Fire Worship Sect’s Saint Land. That was the reason many Saint Land disciples recognized Yang Wen.

Although Yang Wen’s strength was considered to be at the bottom among all the true disciples, it was still easy for them to recognize him since there were so few true disciples.

“Is Senior Brother Yang Wen heading to the Palace Of Death?”

“My goodness! What’s going on?!”

“Is Senior Brother Yang Wen going to have a Death Duel with another true disciple?”

When the Saint Land disciples realized Yang Wen who was in the lead was heading to the Palace Of Death at the side of the Central Square, over a thousand Saint Land disciples broke out in an uproar, causing the Central Square to turn noisy.

When Yang Wen descended outside the Palace Of Death, over a thousand Saint Land disciples finally learned about what had transpired from the other Saint Land disciples who had been there since the beginning and followed Yang Wen here.

“Senior Brother Yang Wen is the son of the fifth elder of the Northern Plethora Sect?”

“The young man behind Senior Brother Yang Wen is Duan Ling Tian who recently became famous in the Fire Worship Sect? The Nine-clawed Dragon Warrior? The martial cultivator genius who mastered four high-grade Divine Abilities?”

“It was Duan Ling Tian who suggested having a Death Duel with Senior Brother Yang Wen?”

The Saint Land disciples who were in the Central Square broke out in a bigger commotion after they learned about what had transpired.

An ordinary elite disciple issuing a Death Duel to a true disciple. In the history of the Fire Worship Sect, such an absurd thing had never happened before.

After all, a true disciple represented the strength of a powerhouse at the Saint Celestial Stage or above. An ordinary elite disciple could not compare to a true disciple.

More and more Saint Land disciples, like the ones from before, felt that Duan Ling Tian was only calling Yang Wen’s bluff in hopes of scaring him.

“I think Duan Ling Tian’s going to be afraid once he enters the Palace of Death and has to sign the Death Pact!”

“Duan Ling Tian’s not a simple person. He’s actually using a psychological tactic. I’m guessing he’ll refuse to sign the Death Pact once Senior Brother Yang Wen signs the Death Pact!”

“Based on the situation so far, that’ll most likely happen. If Senior Brother Yang Wen hesitates to sign the Death Duel and refuses to sign it, Duan Ling Tian would win this psychological battle!”

Duan Ling Tian, naturally, heard the discussions of the Saint Land disciples.

Psychological tactic?

Duan Ling Tian was not the only one who heard the discussion. Yang Wen had, naturally, heard it as well.

Yang Wen hesitated immediately. In fact, he was not mentally prepared for it up until now. Although he had led Duan Ling Tian here, he only did it to scare him. After all, he was only 90% certain he could kill Duan Ling Tian! He was not 100% certain because he was not sure if Duan Ling Tian really had the capability or he was merely calling his bluff.

He had felt this way because of his younger brother’s, Yang Wu, death. He knew how Yang Wu had died. Yang Wu had taken the initiative and issued a Death Duel to Duan Ling Tian. This had left an impression in Yang Wu’s heart.

By right, he knew that it was impossible that Duan Ling Tian was a match for him. However, due to his brother’s death, he was not certain he should engage in a Death Duel with Duan Ling Tian. He did not wish to follow in his brother’s footsteps.

‘Don’t tell me Duan Ling Tian plans to change his mind after I sign and put my handprint on the Death Pact?’ Yang Wen’s expression darkened the moment he thought of this.

However, with the thousands of Saint Land of disciples following behind him, he knew the situation was irreversible.

As the saying went, ‘Once an arrow is shot out, it would not be able to turn around’.

“Palace Of Death?” Meanwhile, Duan Ling Tian who was following closely behind Yang Wen shifted his gaze to a huge and majestic palace before his eyes. The words ‘Palace of Death’ were written elaborately on the plaque that was hung on the main entrance of the palace.

“Why did Senior Brother Yang Wen stop?”

“Go in! He has already reached the main entrance, why did he stop?”

“Could it be that Senior Brother Yang Wen is scared? Come on! He’s a true disciple. Don’t tell me he’s afraid of an ordinary disciple who’s obviously calling his bluff?”

…

Yang Wen who was in the lead stopped moving for a long time as soon as he arrived before the Palace of Death. Due to this reason, the Saint Land disciples who were following him began to get a little impatient as they grumbled among themselves.

“Tsk! So much for being a true disciple… If you’re afraid, then leave now instead of staying here and embarrassing yourself!”

“He’s really an embarrassment to all true disciples today!”

…

No matter where or when, there were many people who liked to watch a show. Many Saint Land disciples were afraid of Yang Wen, but they hid themselves as they mocked Yang Wen.

“Shut up!” Yang Wan said in a raised voice. He felt humiliated. His voice was so loud that it overpowered everyone’s voices. Everyone outside of the Palace of Death instantly fell silent.

Under the watchful eyes of the others, Yang Wen turned around and looked at Duan Ling Tian coldly before he said in a deep voice, “Duan Ling Tian, I hope you won’t back out after I sign and put my handprint on the Death Pact. If you change your mind, on top of pulling out your nails one by one, I’ll flay the skin off your face!” As soon as he finished speaking, he did not wait for Duan Ling Tian to reply as he turned around and went into the Palace of Death.

The instant Duan Ling Tian heard Yang Wen’s words, his expression changed immediately. His calm expression was gone.

Flay the skin off his face?

Yang Wen’s cruelty had infuriated Duan Ling Tian. He could no longer maintain his composure.

Duan Ling Tian followed suit as well when he saw Yang Wen had already entered the Palace of Death.

“They’ve finally entered!”

“Let’s go! Let’s go and have a look!”

“It has been a long time since the Death Arena was opened. This time, I must put all my Contribution Points to good use and make a gamble even if the odds of betting on Senior Brother Yang Wen is not high.”

“Isn’t it too early for you to say such things? Right now, there’s no saying if Duan Ling Tian’s going to sign the Death Pact or not!”

The group of Saint Land disciples following them was still loudly discussing among themselves.

However, they fell silent when they reached the entrance of the Palace of Death. They were not allowed to enter the Palace Of Death unless the Death Pact had been signed and the Death Arena was opened.