Chapter 1001: One Sword

Chapter 1001: One Sword

Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire

Yang An stared at the spiraling golden-winged roc; heavy killing intent could be seen in Little Rascal's eyes. Yang An's body radiated immortal law energy as the fearsome tornado transformed into sharp swords that contained absolute power. If these swords were to slash out together, it was unknown how great the might generated would be.

Yang An held a saber in his hand. His form moved like the wind, instantly appearing before Little Rascal as he swiped down with his saber. This saber contained a fearsome might that could cleave everything apart. Little Rascal could sense the danger it posed to him, and he soared upwards. He frenziedly shot out his golden feathers, each as sharp as swords, yet they were all obliterated in the face of that saber light.

With a loud roar, Little Rascal returned to his original form. Stretching out his paws, a formless runic screen of light enveloped him. The saber slammed down on the screen of light as the sounds of cracking echoed. The screen of light shattered apart unceasingly as Little Rascal madly retreated. However, the saber light swept over everything like a thunderbolt arcing through the sky. Little Rascal ended up wounded from the attack, blood dripping from where the light had struck. His golden body had actually been injured—the immortal might was simply too powerful.

At the other battlefield far away, Qin Wentian saw Yang An dealing with Little Rascal. He fought frantically as he tried to head towards their direction. His God's Hand blasted out a towering palm imprint that could shatter everything, but Mu Feng wasn't about to fall so easily. How could he allow Qin Wentian to leave this battlefield? That would be a humiliation to him.

"Little Rascal!" The flames of anger burned in Qin Wentian's eyes upon seeing Yang An preparing to deal a death blow to Little Rascal. And at the instant Mu Feng's meteor fist shot over, Qin Wentian roared in rage. Powered by the God's Hand, his palm wielded an immortal spear. The long spear expanded rapidly, penetrating directly through Mu Feng's immortal fist and shooting towards his heart.

Mu Feng retreated with explosive speed, only to see Qin Wentian immediately soar into the air towards the other battle. At this moment, Little Rascal was hit by the beam of saber light, splattering the air with fresh blood. Instantly, an extremely terrifying aura gushed forth from Qin Wentian. His God's Hand tightened its grip on the immortal-ranked long spear, unleashing might to its absolute limits.

Yang An continued to attack Little Rascal, slashing down with another saber beam. Yet, he suddenly felt an intense sense of danger boring down on him. He turned, and saw an immortal spear expanding to over a hundred meters in size, penetrating through space with enough power to crush everything. This spear strike was as quick as lightning, and had enough power to shatter the sky.

Yang An instantly slashed his saber at Qin Wentian's spear. Both attacks collided, and the impact shook the heavens and earth. With irresistible force, the long spear broke apart the saber formed from immortal energy, but the law energy of wind instantly translocated Yang An to another part of the area, smoothly evading the domineering spear attack.

Qin Wentian then soared through the air, appearing directly beside Little Rascal. He stared coldly at Yang An, "Today, I, Qin, have clearly seen how shameless the descendants of nobility in the Evergreen Immortal Empire can be. My horizons have been broadened thanks to all of you."

Mu Feng moved to stand together with Yang An. Their expressions were extremely ugly to behold. Both were immortal-foundation characters. And they were already in the wrong since they acted against a Celestial Phenomenon Ascendant; yet even despite them personally having acted, they still failed to take down the man and beast that was currently in the air staring at them. What's ridiculous was that everyone today was intentionally targeting Qin Wentian yet now, the situation reversed and they were the ones being sorely humiliated instead.

"I have already experienced everything this banquet has to offer. Farewell." Qin Wentian and Little Rascal prepared to leave. However, they only heard Yang An coldly stating, "You want to leave just like this?"

"You invited me to this banquet. Are all this that has happened not enough yet? Do you want me to leave my life behind then?" Qin Wentian stared at Yang An. Yang An has already displayed his killing intent. Although those descendants of nobility were targeting him earlier, Qin Wentian understood that it was all caused from jealousy and none of them had any intentions to truly kill him. But now, the actions of Yang An was truly too over the top. Even Qin Wentian could feel the intent to kill flaring in his heart.

"You caused chaos at my banquet, and have no regards for the kings and marquises of the royal palace. If you don't give us a satisfactory answer, don't even think about leaving." Right now, Yang An was mounted on the back of a tiger and it was impossible for him to stop halfway. There was a devil in his heart, and he had no way to suppress this breath of anger. He just ascended into immortality and initially, this should be a glorious day of pride for him. Yet, he actually heard of the news regarding Qin Wentian and Qing`er the moment he exited seclusion.

Initially he invited Qin Wentian to this banquet because he wanted to show off his dominance, making Qin Wentian voluntarily retreat upon knowing of the difficulties in pursuing Qing`er. However, who would have thought that his plan would fall through and everything ended up in chaos thanks to Qin Wentian.

Right now, if he allowed Qin Wentian to leave just like that, he wouldn't be able to answer to the reluctance and resentment in his heart.

Qin Wentian laughed loudly as he stared at Yang An. Pointing the long spear in his hand at him, Qin Wentian coldly spoke. "Yang An, this is the royal palace of the Evergreen Immortal Empire. I don't wish to be too ruthless. Who do you think you are, you truly thought you can force me to stay behind and even want me to give you an answer? Utterly ridiculous. Are you even worthy?"

"How would we know if we don't try." Yang An's countenance turned sinister.

"Try?" Qin Wentian inclined his head and stared at the air. "I know there are many seniors in the royal palace currently observing this. I'm sure all of you know who is in the right and who is in the wrong in your hearts. The descendants of nobility have truly gone too far, and I, Qin, have already tolerated things to the point where it's beyond my limits. If the Qi King Manor still doesn't send someone out to stop Yang An from courting humiliation and even wanting to force me to remain here, I will take his words for truth and we will determine who lives or dies with a battle."

Qin Wentian's arrogant words caused everyone to be dumbfounded. This brat was simply too arrogant. He meant that if the Qi King Manor didn't send someone to stop Yang An, he would be able to take Yang An's life?

How could Yang An endure the shame of these words? This place was his home, the Qi king Manor.

And as expected, Yang An instantly bristled with rage when he heard that. Immortal might gushed forth violently from him, terrifying to the extreme. His eyes stared at Qin Wentian as he moved forward. It was impossible for him to let this slide.

"I truly want to see how you can fight a life-and-death battle with me." An immortal weapon appeared in Yang An's hand. This weapon was in the form of a blade, it shimmered with a tragic coldness, shooting out beams of sharpness. It felt that one would die simply if they stared too long at it.

"Come." Qin Wentian kept his spear. A moment later, the demon sword appeared in his right hand, the edge slicing past his palm as his blood dripped onto it. The demon sword started humming, releasing an overwhelming demonic might that swept over the surroundings. At the same time, the runebone of the wind roc appeared in his left hand. At this moment, Qin Wentian's body was seemingly on the verge of transforming into a great roc.

"How arrogant." Yang An dashed out like the wind, inconceivably fast. But at the very same moment, Qin Wentian vanished completely as the silhouette of an incomparably gigantic great roc took his place.

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Yang An halted his advance, his eyes widening in surprise. However he didn't hesitate and slashed his blade instantly forward, only to hit nothing but shadows.

Yang An's immortal sense swept out. There was no one else, only a great roc. It was as if Qin Wentian transformed into a roc. Even the sword intent billowing out from him earlier had disappeared completely. The demon sword borrowed the essence of the runebone and also transformed into a roc as well.

"How swift!" The crowd stared at the air, the movements of the two of them were so fast that they couldn't even see anything clearly. An overwhelming pressure emanated forth from Qin Wentian and bore down on Yang An. Yang An brandished his blade as a boundless law energy force field surrounded him. While defending against Qin Wentian, he also would launch his own attacks.

"Bzz, bzz…" The gigantic great roc descended, transforming into countless shadows that rushed towards Yang An. Yang An roared in rage as his immortal foundation began radiating frenziedly. The law energy he controlled, transformed into a startling windstorm that shot up into the skies, capable of destroying everything. The thunderous explosive sounds continued endlessly. At this instant, Qin Wentian had already unleashed his own attack, manifesting numerous wind rocs that contained terrifying strength, shooting towards Yang An.

An incomparably fast wind roc directly appeared before Yang An, moving at a speed even faster than a windstorm. It directly passed through the gap of attacks as its form dissolved into a beam of sword light which appeared suddenly in Yang An's vision. Yang An's countenance drastically changed. The humming of a sword could be heard as the beam of sword light flashed past.

"Puchi…" A crisp sound rang out in the air as blood flowed.

The next instant, the crowd only saw the body of a gigantic roc descending from the air. A moment later, this gigantic roc transformed back into a human. This form of the great roc was naturally what Qin Wentian transformed into after he activated the Demonic Divinity Sacrificial Transformation.

Yang An had both his hands wrapped around his throat as his countenance turned as white as paper. He stared in disbelief at Qin Wentian as the blade in his hand fell from the sky.

This scene, was truly shocking.

Immortal Foundation Yang An, the crown prince of the Qi King Manor, was insta-defeated with a single sword from Qin Wentian who was at the Celestial Phenomenon level.

"Boom!" A fearsome pressure descended. Instantly, several figures appeared. One of them appeared beside Yang An and with a wave of his hands, he caused an immortal screen of healing light to envelop Yang An. After which, he fed a medicinal pill to Yang An and an instant later, the wound on Yang An's throat swiftly recovered. His blood ceased to flow, Qin Wentian didn't feel it was strange when he saw this. After all, this place was the Qi King Manor. It was destined that he wouldn't be able to kill Yang An.

Not too long after, Yang An's injury fully recovered. His eyes turned incredibly sinister, staring at Qin Wentian with hatred.

"Little fellow, you sure got guts." An imposing middle-aged man turned his gaze onto Qin Wentian with eyes flickering with coldness. It was none other than an immortal king character from the Qi King Manor. His strength was undoubtedly terrifying.

"Oh, I think my guts are still too small. If not, I would have used that sword strike to directly kill him. In any case, senior better discipline Yang An properly. If not, I'm afraid of how quickly he will die if he ventured to the outside world with this attitude and merely this level of strength. If today, this incident didn't happen in the Qi King Manor, he would already be a dead man." Qin Wentian sarcastically commented, he didn't even bother to glance at Yang An.

Yang An clenched his fist tightly, the killing intent flickering in his eyes was extremely terrifying. Everything that happened today was beyond expectations. They evidently never thought that Qin Wentian would be so domineering and his strength would actually be so tyrannical.

All of them understood that most probably after the battle today, Qin Wentian would become Yang An's heart demon. His hatred for Qin Wentian would be bone-deep and without killing Qin Wentian, he would never be able to forget or cleanse this humiliation.

"Hehe." That expert smiled. "Shouldn't your elders discipline you too? You are too brazen, I don't think it's a good thing."

"Could it be the seniors of the elder generation in the Qi King Manor also want to act against me?" Qin Wentian coldly laughed.

"Although you are a friend of Princess Qing`er, if our Qi King Manor deals with you on the basis of a personal grudge, disregarding the immortal empire, there would probably be no one that can help you right?" That immortal king laughed. Although Qin Wentian's performance today was outstanding, his target was none other than the crown prince of the Qi King Manor.

However Qin Wentian was truly too arrogant, causing their Qi King Manor to lose all face. He really wanted to see how big Qin Wentian's guts were.

"Let me advise senior against that course of action." Qin Wentian smiled. "If we really disregard the Evergreen Immortal Empire and your Qi King Manor acts against me on the basis of a personal grudge, I'm afraid your Qi King Manor wouldn't be able to afford the price of your actions."

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Note: There seemed to be a mistake. In the previous chapters, the author wrote the demon sword swallowed the wind roc rune bone.

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