Chapter 1307: Challenging the Throne
Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire
The sky returned to its usual calm. Qin Wentian drew in a deep breath as his body trembled. At that instant earlier, the entire world seemed to have changed, as though preparing to undergo a devil tribulation with enough power to destroy the world.
Lifting his head, Qin Wentian stared at the devil saber before him as fear and respect arose in his heart.
In the true sacred ground of the Devil Mountain, before each of the nine supreme devil halls, there were actually divine weapons protecting them, causing others to be unable to enter. Right now, he understood why someone must pass the test of that tattered Saint Devil Hall on the outside before they could enter here. If they couldn't even pass that, it would simply be a waste of time for them to enter here. Any attacks from here had the power to wipe them out with a single strike.
"That will attack also seemed to contain a memory component." Qin Wentian's eyes gleamed sharply, staring at the devil saber. Because that attack was too sudden, that surge of memory it granted seemed to be destroyed as well, before being branded into his mind.
"What is that exactly?" Qin Wentian mumbled. He closed his eyes, sat cross-legged and focused on his recovery.
After some time, he opened his eyes as his eyes gleamed with light.
Standing up, he stared at the devil halls in front of him while feeling some hesitation in his heart.
Before him were nine supreme devil halls. Given his current cultivation level, it was impossible for him to try them one by one. He would surely be in an extremely miserable state if he did so.
If the divine weapon before each hall was the way to open up a pathway leading to the targeted hall, he could only choose one and hope to succeed.
If that was the case, clearly, he had to give up on the Sky Devil Hall.
Qin Wentian's silhouette flashed, he came to the front of another devil hall. Outside this devil hall was an ancient devil halberd of destruction. If from the perspective of his cultivation, he should be more suited to this devil hall, yet he was still hesitating.
There were a total of nine supreme devil halls. Judiciary, Darkness, Apostle, these three came into being together with the Saint Devil Hall and their status seemed to be higher than the others. As for that lass Bai Qing, she was in the Judiciary Hall. Maybe there might be no difference in status among the other eight devil halls in this place, but there was clearly a difference in their status on the outside. If he obtained the inheritance of this particular supreme devil hall, his status might not be comparable to the inheritors of the other devil halls on the outside.
If he wants to be the same as the founder of the Myriad Ancient Devil Hall and establish his own hall after receiving the inheritance here, that would be nothing but a fool's dream given the power of his current cultivation base. Without sufficient strength, everything was akin to floating clouds.
After hesitating for a long time, a ruthless look flashed past Qin Wentian's eyes. Stepping out, he actually left this devil hall and was speeding away towards some other direction.
This time around, he had managed to come all the way here to the true sacred ground of the Devil Mountain. Why doesn't he just try to gamble?
Since he wanted to gamble, he should gamble to gain access to the most supreme place here.
Hence, Qin Wentian appeared before the core of all these devil palaces, stopping before the front of the Saint Devil Hall.
The Saint Devil Hall was at the center of all the devil halls, it was the absolute core. The Myriad Devil Sovereign governed the entire Myriad Devil Islands, causing all devils to submit to him. The Myriad Devil Sovereign was none other than the master of this hall.
Qin Wentian didn't know if the Myriad Devil Sovereign still existed in this generation. But since this place was the Saint Devil Hall, there would definitely be the inheritance of the Myriad Devil Sovereign.
Also, given how tattered the Saint Devil Hall on the outside looked, there shouldn't be anyone who has obtained the inheritance of the sovereign yet.
Naturally, Qin Wentian couldn't be clear if someone purposely wanted to hide facts. But at the very least, even if someone did get the inheritance, that person didn't manage to cultivate it all the way to the peak, or he or she would have definitely been a genius of the absolute peak of the Devil Mountain.
This Saint Devil Hall seemed unique, different from the rest. There were divine weapons containing supreme attacking prowess before each of the other halls, but as for the Saint Devil Hall, the item there didn't seem capable of being used for attack.
Before his eyes, was a gigantic throne. A lofty and supreme throne for a true king.
If someone could manage to sit upon it, he or she would be the lord of the Devil Mountain.
Qin Wentian drew in a deep breath and continued forward. This time around, he didn't use a drop of his blood and drip that on the throne. If the scenario was the same as that of the devil saber and an even more powerful will attack was to erupt forth, he was worried he wouldn't be able to endure it and his will would instantly shatter.
He gradually got close to the throne before stretching his hand out and came into contact with it.
In an instant, the sky changed color as a supreme devil might descended, enveloping everything. This world changed again, shrouded by boundless devil light as a fearsome reverberating energy gushed straight into Qin Wentian's mind. This time, he didn't release his link with the throne and continued to persist defiantly. A projection of the devil throne appeared in his mind, quietly sitting there like an eternal existence, waiting for the destined king who could sit upon it.
"BOOM!" A terrifying might descended as a devil phantom appeared directly on the throne, exuding an imperious air like he was the lord of this world. Millions of devils prostrated themselves before him and at this instant, Qin Wentian also felt something bending his will, wanting him to submit. Both his legs buckled, the force was trying to make him kneel and prostrate himself.
"NO!" Qin Wentian roared. Both his legs trembled violently, out of his control, and were about to kneel down. Yet his will was still persisting, unwilling to accept the defeat.
The sky changed color again, this entire city transformed into a city of devils with numerous devil kings appearing, standing in the air. Boundless devil might congregated, channelled to the throne. The devil phantom sat there leisurely, enjoying the input of power. The entire world has to submit to him, nobody could defy his will.
"RUMBLE!" A terrifying devil saber slashed at Qin Wentian's will, radiating boundless sky devil lightning. For those who don't submit, no mercy would be shown, they would all be killed with no questions.
"NO!!" Qin Wentian howled, his will transformed into an attack, wanting to resist yet he discovered that before this supreme devil lord, his strength was so insignificant and inconsequential.
"Kacha." Qin Wentian's strength sapped away as the terrifying attack bore down on him, wanting to break his will apart. However, he still persisted and was unwilling to give way. The eyes of the phantom on the devil throne gleamed with disdain. After that, a blood-colored light shot out from the scepter of judgement, sweeping through everything.
"Pu…"
Qin Wentian's entire body shook as he sprayed out a mouthful of blood. After that, his consciousness slackened, like it received a great injury, as he directly fainted, slumping onto the ground.
The devil phantom on the throne gradually vanished as the violent devil might dissipated, as everything returned to calmness, like nothing has ever happened before. Only Qin Wentian's body quietly lying there could be seen on the ground. He seemed like a corpse now, simply lying there unmoving.
Qin Wentian only woke up from his unconsciousness after several days. As he slowly stood up, he felt an aching pain in his head yet there was a brilliant light flashing through his eyes.
"Throne, devil lord phantom, governing ten thousand devils, the Myriad Devil Sovereign!" Qin Wentian turned his gaze forward. Earlier, he was already prepared in his heart. At the time he came into contact with the throne, some memory component appeared in his mind as expected. He could faintly sense how terrifying that energy was, this made his resolution grow even more intense. He had to break past the defense of this devil hall and enter it no matter what.
This hall was the hall of the Myriad Devil Sovereign, able to govern all the devil halls here. If he could enter, it wasn't something the other supreme halls could be comparable to.
All the other halls were governed by the Saint Devil Hall after all.
Qin Wentian decided, he started his attempt again but the ending was the same as before. Although he could endure for longer, he was still knocked into unconsciousness by the impact. Luckily there were no other dangers in this place or he would definitely die for sure.
He attempted again and again, only to meet failure after failure. Qin Wentian suffered defeat in every attempt, yet he continued despite the setbacks.
Humans when in the fact of countless failures, their will would be easily weakened, so weak that they could no longer withstand a single strike. The more they failed, the more brittle their will would be. But for Qin Wentian, his will grew increasingly stronger instead. This source of defensive energy might be strong, but the stronger it was, the more he wanted to conquer it.
However, this was like an unconquerable gigantic mountain. The difficulty was simply too immense. After all, this hall corresponded with the Saint Devil Hall.
Finally, Qin Wentian attempted it once again. The sky changed color, turning into a world of devils. This time, Qin Wentian persisted even longer yet it was still useless. The blood-colored scepter of judgement, the all-destroying sky devil saber, boundless energy from all devil halls attacked at the same instant, and there was simply no way he could block it. Also, this time around, the attack seemed even more violent, frenziedly rushing into Qin Wentian's mind, wanting to seize control of his will.
There seemed to be no way to resist this terrifying attack. Although Qin Wentian's will was extremely strong, his cultivation base was still too low after all and he still had no way to open the Saint Devil Hall, which was the residence of the Myriad Devil Sovereign.
When that terrifying devil will ravage Qin Wentian's mind, he could feel himself losing control of his body but he still maintained his strand of will, not allowing it to dissipate. That devil will was extremely insidious, it actually located the tiny astral-being deep in Qin Wentian's sea of consciousness and was frenziedly trying to enter there.
Qin Wentian's heart pounded rapidly, there was actually a source of energy that could come into contact with that tiny astral-being? What sort of devil will was this?
But at this moment, within the vast starry space inside the astral-being, a powerful will shot out, directly colliding and shattering the devil will. The defensive might of the tiny astral-being was far greater than what he anticipated and the silhouette of that phantom on the devil throne was directly destroyed.
At this instant, the devil throne projection in his mind broke apart completely!
The throne on the outside also split into twain, opening up a new pathway right in the middle!