Ancient Godly Monarch

Chapter 866: Trampled

Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire

The Deepflame Immortal King sat there, turning his gaze on the silhouette of the young man who stood there standing in arrogance.

Right now, it was as though the confidence in Qin Wentian’s eyes was telling the Deepflame Immortal King that it would be effortless for him to defeat Blackpeak. This battle was nothing more than something Qin Wentian would use to humiliate him.

The Deepflame Immortal King didn't say anything, he merely swept his gaze over to Blackpeak, hoping his disciple wouldn't disappoint him.

Blackpeak walked towards the battle platform. Even before he stepped onto it, a terrifying aura was already gushing forth from him. A destructive abyss appeared as powerful abyssal flames that could devour anything circulated around him, causing the hearts of spectators to be filled with terror.

"Your cultivation base is higher, it will be suppressed." Dongsheng Ting spoke. After which, an immortal king waved his hands as a terrifying diagram appeared in the air above the platform. This diagram radiated a light that covered both Qin Wentian and Blackpeak, and an instant later, Blackpeak’s cultivation base was suppressed to the same level as that of Qin Wentian.

Blackpeak’s constellation was unleashed as his aura grew increasingly stronger. Stretching his hand outwards, black abyssal flames could be seen crackling within his palm, containing a terrifying destructive energy that grew increasingly more powerful.

"Blackpeak followed the Deepflame Immortal King and roamed the immortal realms to temper himself. His attacks would definitely be terrifying. As for Qin Wentian, he's also someone unfathomable, possessing immeasurable potential. Before this, Qin Wentian humiliated Blackpeak saying that he spared his life back during one of the earlier rounds. Let's see if Blackpeak can cleanse his humiliation through this battle."

The spectators only saw the two of them standing there unmoving but the aura from them gushed forth endlessly, rapidly climbing upwards in intensity.

The destructive energy within the black abyssal flames crackled and blazed threateningly. His abyss constellation was seemingly able to devour even the heavens and earth.

"Those arrogant words you spoke earlier, if you are unable to prove them with your actions, would you even still have the face to continue living on this world?" Blackpeak stepped forth, giving off a dangerous feeling.

At this moment, Qin Wentian’s aura was also gushing forth furiously. His violet-golden suppression constellation was extremely dazzling. A towering figure of suppression appeared behind his back and with an explosive boom, dazzling light radiated from him as he unleashed the immortal battle art. When basking in that battle light, he resembled a divinity of war.

"Rumble!" Swishing sounds akin to tidal waves rang out as the light radiating from him formed a resplendent battle halo. He unleashed the second level of his battle art, causing the battle might exuding from him to increase explosively.

"What secret art is this? It seems similar to the energy Gusu Tianqi cultivated."

"Eastern Sage Cliff." Those experts from the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect understood upon seeing this scene. This art he was using was none other than an immortal battle art left behind by an extremely powerful immortal king senior as an inheritance within the Eastern Sage Cliff. Only those whose comprehension abilities are exceedingly strong have a chance of gaining insight into this battle art.

"In such a short span of time, he actually accomplished the same as Gusu Tianqi, and comprehended the second level of the immortal battle art." An expert spoke in a low voice.

"This battle art inheritance is different from the other inheritances of the Eastern Sage Cliff. There are many who immersed themselves for many years but they couldn't even comprehend it in the slightest. Comprehension of this art has nothing to do with the amount of time spent on it. For those with weak comprehension abilities, they would have no way to gain any insights into this battle art."

"Right. Seeing how this Qin Wentian is able to comprehend till the second level of this battle art, it's already an indication of how strong his comprehension abilities are."

And just when they were speaking, an even more resplendent light radiated forth from Qin Wentian. Right now, he resembled a true God of battle, his entire person undergoing a transformation. Battle light circulated around him, forming an incomparably resplendent armor.

"Third level!" Several immortal kings froze as they stared at Qin Wentian. Previously he had used the immortal battle art before but this was the first time he unleashed the third level. Given the short amount of time the participants spent at the Eastern Sage Cliff, Qin Wentian had actually accomplished something the vast majority of the disciples would never achieve.

"Monstrous comprehension." Someone sighed.

At this moment, Blackpeak’s countenance was extremely unsightly. His aura grew stronger and stronger bit by bit, giving off a sense of extreme danger. However for Qin Wentian, his aura instantly shot through the roof, growing stronger by several folds, causing Blackpeak to feel goosebumps all over his skin.

Right now, a blood colored glow circulated around Qin Wentian. His eyes shimmered with a demonic light and with just a glance at his opponent, his Dreamworld Constellation was unleashed. Blackpeak felt himself being dragged into the dreamscape of Qin Wentian. He gave a roar of rage as he erupted forth with his aura, yet he only found himself being pressured endlessly.

"At the same level of cultivation, what capabilities do you have to fight against me?" Qin Wentian spoke in cold arrogance. Runic light flowed dazzlingly as the intensity of the already resplendent armor continued to increase, causing Blackpeak to feel a sense of dread. How many more trump cards did the person in front of him have? And how strong was Qin Wentian exactly?

"Rumble~" Qin Wentian’s physique continuously expanded transforming more than 100 meters in size as he stared down with disdain at Blackpeak. Right now, in front of him, Blackpeak was so tiny and inconsequential, nothing more than an insignificant being.

Blackpeak, what capabilities does he have to fight against Qin Wentian.

Blackpeak inclined his head and stared at Qin Wentian. His state of heart changed incessantly and as Qin Wentian’s aura grew stronger, his self-confidence grew weaker.

At this moment, he no longer had that indomitable conviction he had before. In addition, he was already defeated by Qin Wentian back then at the Eastern Sage Cliff and there was already a dark shadow in his heart that was devouring his conviction and confidence.

"BOOM!" Qin Wentian stepped out, as an earth-shattering bell chime echoed through the air, causing Blackpeak’s heart to tremble.

"What capabilities do you have to fight against me?" Qin Wentian asked again, his voice drifting into Blackpeak’s ears. At the center of his brows, a demonic glint flashed in his third eye and in just an instant, Blackpeak felt a bolt of lightning gushing into his mind. It was as though Qin Wentian was drilling into his consciousness with supreme might, wanting to break his will apart.

"Suppression!"

Qin Wentian’s palms blasted downwards. His palm imprint that’s shimmering with runic light seemed to contain a hint of suppression-type law energy, causing even the void to be suppressed. This energy was able to suppress the heavens and earth. The Fiendgod Heavenly Suppression Art could even KILL immortals and demons.

Terrifying deafening sounds erupted. Blackpeak struggled valiantly and when he finally broke free of Qin Wentian’s will attack, he only saw a gigantic palm imprint smashing down towards him, containing indomitable force within.

Blackpeak instantly paled. Right now, he had a sense that he was unable to block this strike. This single palm from Qin Wentian shattered his confidence completely. Howling in rage, his destructive energy surged upwards but upon meeting that suppressive annihilation palm strike, everything directly collapsed into nothingness.

That palm was too fast. So fast that it transformed into divine might, as though a God itself wanted to eradicate Blackpeak.

Despair flashed in Blackpeak’s eyes. He was about to concede this match.

"BOOM!" A heaven-shaking bell chime reverberated the air, the timing was impeccable, drowning out Blackpeak’s voice completely. It was as though Blackpeak didn't speak at all.

A look of terror painted Blackpeak’s face and with a resounding boom the battle platform trembled violently, as the sounds of the bell chimes echoed endlessly, sounding like a death knell.

The palm imprint completely engulfed Blackpeak, the eyes of the spectators all widened in incredulous disbelief, as though they didn't dare to believe what they were seeing.

Blackpeak, the disciple of the Deepflame Immortal King, was about to be killed by Qin Wentian in a single strike?

The Fiendgod Heavenly Suppression Art could even kill immortals and demons. In addition, Qin Wentian had even used the third level of the immortal battle art along with his numerous trump cards. This was naturally sufficient to one-shot Blackpeak, not giving him any chance at all.

This battle was precisely for the purpose of claiming Blackpeak’s life.

"Hu…" Even the immortal kings were startled as they looked upon that immense figure of Qin Wentian. Blackpeak was the personal disciple of the Deepflame Immortal King but he was actually killed in a single strike by this young man? Qin Wentian truly dared to kill him!

Also, given their judgement, how could they not have realized that Blackpeak was about to concede? However because Qin Wentian wanted his life, he used the thunderous bell chimes to drown out the voice of Blackpeak pleading for mercy.

Qin Wentian steeled his heart, wanting the life of his opponent.

He had accomplished what he set out for. Reaping Blackpeak’s life with a single strike, not giving him any chance for survival at all.

This basically was equivalent to harshly slapping the Deepflame Immortal King’s face in front of everyone present. In fact, this was simply trampling on his face using the most direct and brash method to do so, humiliating the Deepflame Immortal King.

Didn't the Deepflame Immortal King hold Qin Wentian in contempt? Didn't he say that it was impossible for Qin Wentian to become one of the top three rankers?

Then, what about his own disciple? I, Qin Wentian, killed your disciple in a single strike on the battle platform, in front of all the spectators.

The face of the Deepflame Immortal King was ruthlessly stomped on. From before where he didn't mind the existence of Qin Wentian, to now where he was completely enraged. He was infuriated not because of Blackpeak’s death. In fact, it was because of Blackpeak’s uselessness that allowed Qin Wentian to use the most direct and brutal method to trample his face. This useless disciple had thrown all his prestige away.

The Deepflame Immortal King’s face turned completely black. Especially so when he saw Qin Wentian staring at him in a victorious manner on the battle platform; with a mocking expression in his eyes, ridiculing him, a supreme immortal king.

"The personal disciple of Senior Deepflame Immortal King seemed to be somewhat useless?" Qin Wentian ignored the dark look on Deepflame Immortal King’s face as he spoke casually, harshly adding another stomp on the already trampled face of the Deepflame Immortal King. This stomp, was just too painful!