Chapter 367: Where did your courage come from?

AGM 367 - Where did your courage come from?

Seeing Xuan Yan’s vermilion bird devouring the ancient luck, Chen Wang could only seethe in impotent rage, as he was too late to stop it from happening. A cruel light glinted in his eyes as he slammed his palms into Xuan Yan, causing her robes to be burned to tatters as she slammed heavily onto the ground, coughing up fresh blood.

“Do you truly want to die?” Chen Wang’s voice was ice-cold, he didn’t think that there would be anyone who dared to spoil his plans.

“Chen Wang, Hua Taixu isn’t in this batch, and you are already the strongest among us. Yet in order to threaten Qin Wentian you actually resorted to such a despicable method. Don’t you know the meaning of shame?” Xuan Yan coldly retorted with no fear in her eyes.

“I want to kill him, regardless of what method I use. Nobody can stop me. I will definitely make him die.” Chen Wang’s voice was coated with venom, his tone extremely decisive. How could he ignore the humiliation of being injured by Qin Wentian under the countless stares of the spectators? Qin Wentian hid in the cave and inscribed fourth-ranked Inscriptions to protect himself. If he barged in stupidly, that was the action of a fool. Hence, he wanted to capture Chu Mang and the rest to force Qin Wentian out.

To him, this was merely a means to an end.

“You have to pay a price for spoiling my plans.” Chen Wang had a sinister grin on his face as he stared at Yao Jun. “Her ancient luck is yours for the taking if you help me accomplish a task. And if I meet you again in the course of the ranking battle, I won’t make things difficult for you.”

Yao Jun’s eyes glimmered with a demonic light as he stared at Chen Wang.

“Fine!” Yao Jun agreed.

Chen Wang revealed Qin Wentian’s location to him and after some instruction, Chen Wang flew off to seek Fan Le and Ouyang Kuangsheng.

Qin Wentian and Xuan Yan weren’t that familiar with each other, so Chen Wang wasn’t sure if he could use her to force Qin Wentian out. Hence, he decided not to waste time and command Yao Jun to do the task for him.

He believed that since Yao Jun agreed, he wouldn’t dare go back on his words. Otherwise, if they were to meet again, he would definitely make Yao Jun die a terrible death.

This was the imposing manner that comes naturally to those confident in their strength. Even the powerful Yao Jun had to submit.

But naturally, since Yao Jun agreed so readily, it was apparent that he had his own motives as well.

After Chen Wang left, Yao Jun’s gaze landed on Xuan Yan, roaming around her tantalizing exposed skin as he advanced towards her.

Xuan Yan radiated an extremely cold intent, yet Yao Jun directly cut off her attempts to fight back with a single sentence. “The women from the Mystic Maiden Palace are all pure with jade bodies, and for those of us from the Skydemon sect, they are extremely suitable to use as a furnace to increase our power via duo cultivation. If you resist in any way, I wouldn’t mind teaching you a lesson.”

“You...” Xuan Yan instantly paled when she heard Yao Jun’s words. Yao Jun coldly continued, “If you obey and cooperate, I won’t touch you inappropriately.”

After speaking, he placed his arms around Xuan Yan’s waist. She involuntarily trembled with disgust from his touch, yet she made no move to resist him. Following which, Yao Jun carried her as he soared into the skies, making his way to Qin Wentian’s location.

In the outside world, cold anger burned in the eyes of those from the Mystic Maiden Palace.

Xuan Yan was a core member, a Heaven’s Chosen from their Mystic Maiden Palace, yet was subjected to such humiliation. How could they tolerate this?

“That lass is truly foolish.” In front of Xuan Xin, a female disciple from the Mystic Maiden Palace was cursing in displeasure. Because of Chu Mang, Xuan Yan chose to sacrifice herself.

“Senior Xuan Yan was too rash, doesn’t she realize that she’s representing the prestige of our Mystic Maiden Palace?” Li Shiyu berated.

“But Big Bro Chu Mang helped Senior Sister Xuan Yan in the first place, so Senior Sister was only doing this to repay the debt of gratitude she owed. What wrong was there?” Xuan Xin defended Xuan Yan, yet the female disciple in front harshly shot back, “Shut your foolish mouth.”

Xuan Xin’s mouth twitched in displeasure, yet she kept her silence. At this moment, Chu Mang was finally sent out of the formation world by the spatial laws within. He stood in the middle of the crowd, as all those near him moved to give him space, out of respect or fear. Chu Mang was someone who had comprehended a second level Mandate in Yuanfu and had the power to fight evenly with Yao Jun. His true capabilities definitely ranked within the top fifteen of the Heavenly Fate Rankings.

Although he was eliminated indirectly because of Chen Wang, Chu Mang had already proved his prowess. He would definitely be ranked in the upcoming Heavenly Fate Rankings.

Chu Mang couldn’t be bothered about matters like the rankings. Currently, he was silently surveying the scene inside the formation world, as his heart boiled with rage.

“Chen Wang, Yao Jun.”

Chu Mang trembled with anger. He was filled with reluctance and agony when he saw Xuan Yan being mistreated like this just for the sake of saving him. He wanted nothing more than to rush in the formation right now to slay Yao Jun.

Qin Wentian was still cultivating inside the cave dwelling. Even though he was infuriated and wanted nothing more than to rush out to kill the three of them, he had no choice but to continue tolerating it.

Because his Mandate of Demons was now at the second level, as he went through the process of the second-degree demonic transformation, he could clearly feel another set of invisible shackles on his bloodlines shattering apart. He knew that the power of his bloodline just broke through to another level.

The Fiend Transformation Art, when used in conjunction with the will of his Mandate of Demons, made the blood within his body sing with delight as it coursed through all the meridians and arterial circulatory pathways of his body.

“Still somewhat lacking.”

Qin Wentian could feel that there was still another barrier preventing his bloodline from fully awakening, even after that set of invisible shackles had broken.

But he believed that as he continued growing stronger, the barrier would be broken down eventually, allowing his ancient primordial bloodline to fully awaken.

Yang Fan, Hua Feng and Situ Po were still standing guard outside. They were gradually getting impatient, they didn’t expect Qin Wentian to be at so high a level. No matter what they said to humiliate or anger him, he just wouldn’t come out.

But they couldn’t fault his intelligence. With the three of them, the moment he came out would be the moment of his death. Anyone with half a brain would naturally choose to turtle inside the cave.

As for the plundering of ancient luck, Yang Fang and the two others didn’t really bother about it. With so many monsters in this ranking battle, Yang Fan and Situ Po only hoped to be able to rank within the top ten. This was already sufficient for them.

As for Hua Feng, he hadn’t really thought about it. Right now he only wanted to kill Qin Wentian to release this breath of turbid air that he had been holding in.

“Qin Wentian, do you really intend to hide in there while your friend out here dies by our hands? Would you only come out then?” Hua Feng icily spoke as he walked towards the cave entrance. He then continued in a low voice, “The moment Chen Wang appears, I will tell him of the relationship between you and Mo Qingcheng. Isn’t Mo Qingcheng very pure and saint-like? What do you think she’ll do after Chen Wang violates her under the watching gazes of the spectators?”

“BOOOM!”

A terrifying surge of demonic qi gushed out, Hua Feng rapidly retreated as a smile of victory flashed in his eyes. Everytime he mentioned Mo Qingcheng, Qin Wentian’s focus would crumble. This was Qin Wentian’s weakness. Hua Feng planned to speak even more vicious words after every interval to disrupt Qin Wentian. It would be the best if Qin Wentian kept suffering from qi deviation during cultivation.

But at this moment, two silhouettes could be seen flying through the air. They were none other than Yao Jun and the captured Xuan Yan.

Yang Fan and the others had puzzled looks on their faces. Yao Jun coldly swept a glance at them as he icily stated, “Chen Wang wanted me to bring this woman here. He initially wanted to capture Chu Mang, but this woman spoiled his plans, devouring Chu Mang’s ancient luck and thereby sending him out of the formation world. She should have more than a passing relationship to Chu Mang, and now that Chu Mang is outside, he’ll be able to see everything happening here.”

“I see.” Hua Feng stared at Xuan Yan as he laughed, “Oh my, isn’t this Xuan Yan, the Heaven’s Chosen from the Mystic Maiden Palace? Pure and untainted? Hehe, look at her snowy skin, how alluring. Xuan Yan, tell us honestly, are you dating Chu Mang secretly? Are you even still a virgin?”

“Hua Feng, you shameless bastard,” Xuan Yan coldly snapped when she saw Hua Feng’s licentious gaze.

“Shameless?” A cold glint of light flashed past Hua Feng’s eyes. “I will show you what it truly means to be shameless. This Qin Wentian won’t even come out despite all our attempts. But I wonder, would he be infuriated enough to come out if we rape you here? Maybe, he might even want to join in on the fun.”

As the sound of Hua Feng’s voice faded, an overwhelming burst of demonic qi exploded forth from the cave. The demonic qi was like a gust of wind, and as it billowed, the passing air currents on their bodies made them feel an intense chill seeping through their bones.

“Tap, tap, tap...” Light footfalls echoed from within the cave. Their gazes swivelled over, all staring at the cave’s entrance.

Had Qin Wentian’s tolerance reached its limit?

The smile on Hua Feng’s face was exceedingly brilliant as he laughed. “Seems like my method works best after all.”

Yang Fan’s eyes gleamed with a cold light. Situ Po’s fist was also clenched in anticipation. Was it finally time? All of them wanted Qin Wentian to die.

A figure walked out of the cave dwelling. The spectators only noticed that Qin Wentian’s physique grew taller and larger. He didn’t even seem human anymore, as the demonic light in his eyes struck terror in the hearts of those who looked at him. He stood there, like an overlord of demons—even people from the Skydemon Sect couldn’t achieve the same degree of compatibility with regards to demonification as he had done.

Qin Wentian gazed at Hua Feng, appearing extremely calm. Yet those who were familiar with Qin Wentian all knew that this was the calm before the storm—a calmness that came from one’s anger that had already boiled over their limit.

“Qin Wentian, I need the demonic cultivation art that you’re cultivating. If you refuse, don’t blame me for following Hua Feng’s suggestion, tearing off this woman’s clothes piece by piece.” Yao Jun stared at Qin Wentian as he coldly stated.

He had made a promise with Chen Wang for his own purposes. He wanted the tyrannical demonic cultivation art that Qin Wentian possessed. The Skydemon Sect had long received news that Qin Wentian was cultivating an extremely powerful demon-oriented cultivation art. This art would definitely be exceedingly suitable for their Skydemon Sect. Hence, when Yao Jun saw Qin Wentian participating in the ranking battle, he actually hoped that Qin Wentian wouldn’t be eliminated too early.

Because he coveted that cultivation art.

Qin Wentian swept a glance at Yao Jun. Just a single glance was sufficient to cause Yao Jun’s heart to clench with fear.

After which, Qin Wentian turned his gaze onto Hua Feng as he finally spoke.

“You seem to have forgotten how Hua Xiaoyun died. I can assure you, your death will be even more terrible compared to his.” A cruel smile played on Qin Wentian’s face as he walked directly towards Hua Feng, he didn’t even look at the others.

Hua Feng and the rest stared at Qin Wentian. Where had his confidence come from?

Hua Feng’s aura gushed out as his Astral Souls were released. Qin Wentian had already broken through to the eighth level of Yuanfu, it seemed that it would be better to be more cautious by going all out right from the start to kill him. He didn’t want any mistakes to occur in this operation.

Yang Fan and Situ Po apparently had no intentions to move. They chose to wait—they wanted to see Qin Wentian’s strength.n/ô/vel/b//in dot c//om

As for Hua Feng? Who was he to them?

Abruptly, Qin Wentian’s third eye flared with a resplendent light. Hua Feng felt a stabbing pain in his mind as though an ancient primordial demon wanted to lacerate his sea of consciousness apart. The pain was so intense that he instantly broke out in a cold sweat.

“Peng...!”

An immense wave of formless energy blasted right at him. Hua Feng howled in pain and slammed forth with his own palms, the energy he unleashed manifested into a black-colored palm imprint flying towards Qin Wentian.

Qin Wentian’s palm pressed downwards, resembling the palm of an ancient primordial demon, causing a huge palm imprint to fall from the Heavens. With an explosive sound, the black-colored palm imprint was instantly shattered, dissipating into the air. Hua Feng turned pale as he hurriedly raised his arms in defense, but at that instant where the ancient primordial palm slammed downwards, Hua Feng was pressed ruthlessly into the ground as the earth quaked with violent tremors.

Looking up, Hua Feng saw Qin Wentian slowly moving towards him, glancing downwards at him with contempt in his eyes.

“I wonder, where did a useless person like you get such courage from?” Qin Wentian was like the overlord of demons, staring down at Hua Feng. With a single grab, one of Hua Feng’s arms was forcibly ripped from his shoulder and flung far away in the air. Such a scene caused the hearts of the spectators to pound violently, yet they all felt a wild excitement burning in their hearts.

This was what they were here for. This was what they wanted to see!

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