1409: Chapter 1409 Ancient Demon God Temple Bai Wusheng 1409: Chapter 1409 Ancient Demon God Temple Bai Wusheng Clang——
The long sword was sharp, tearing through the air as if an arrow was skimming the ground attacking.
Jiuling Yuansheng had an indifferent expression, with a wave of his right sleeve, he directly collected the long sword into it.
The blue-robed man standing thousands of meters away from him had a dramatic change in his complexion, as if he had seen a ghost.
Millions of beings were stirring like a pot on the boil, another god from the Heavenly Court of Great Qin showcasing equal prowess.
“How formidable, Jiuling Yuansheng possesses the bearing of a noble, lacking the ferocity of the gods of the Heavenly Court of Great Qin before him, but equally unparalleled.”
“He has already reached the Holy Realm of the Heavenly Dao!”
“Jiuling Yuansheng is about to make a name for himself.”
“Poor Wang Han, being full-circle in the Holy Realm should have meant enduring for much longer, but unexpectedly, he’s about to take a fall in the first round.”
“Is Wang Han really considered to have a physique built for battle?
He’s been using his sword the whole time!”
The multitudes of beings were buzzing with discussion, unlike the beginning, the majority of beings were mocking the performance of Heavenly Emperor of Qin and the gods of the Heavenly Court of Great Qin, now almost all were looking forward to their performances.
The blue-robed man known as Wang Han was looking at Jiuling Yuansheng, grinding his teeth.
He cast all kinds of spells, but none could phase Jiuling Yuansheng, severely shaking his confidence.
A voice in his heart was telling him it was time to admit defeat.
But could he accept surrender after preparing for the unparalleled battle for so long?
How could he hold his head high in the inner universe ever again?
As he hesitated, Jiuling Yuansheng stepped toward him with a feint in his movements; seven steps later, he arrived in front of Wang Han.
Wang Han’s complexion was awful, his hands forming incantations, while countless treasure swords emerged from behind him, emitting sword energy cold enough to freeze the lights within the Divine Tower, seeking to shred Jiuling Yuansheng.
Just then, Jiuling Yuansheng’s head suddenly grew huge, turning into a lion’s head as large as a mountain.
The lion’s roar shook the World Stabilizing Divine Tower, and in one gulp, Wang Han was swallowed whole.
Silence!
Millions of beings widened their eyes – was Wang Han just eaten alive?
Only to see Jiuling Yuansheng’s head return to its normal size, he licked his lips with a look of satisfaction on his face, instilling a chill in the hearts of many beings.
Just like that, Jiuling Yuansheng secured a strong victory.
Xia Shenwu continued the selection of ‘Unparalleled’ fighters unflinchingly, the outset of the Unparalleled Battles was swiftly dominated by the thunderous presence of the Heavenly Court of Great Qin.
Within the jade pavilion, the lords of the Supreme God Temple communicated with their Divine Consciousness.
“This won’t do, if things go on like this, the limelight of the Heavenly Emperor of Qin will only grow.”
“What a pity that we can’t control the Unparalleled Battles.”
“Next up, you too must fight spectacularly, to glorify the prestige of the Supreme God Temple.”
“The Great Emperor is watching.
If we strike too fiercely, will he grow disgusted with us?”
“Once the people of the Heavenly Court of Great Qin face the Supreme Invincible, their bluster will be stifled!”
Mo Ruohe did not join their Consciousness communication, his expression a bit awkward as he cursed inwardly: “A bunch of fools!”
Did they really think they could fool the eyes of the Great Emperor?
“Enough!”
Unable to hold back, Mo Ruohe interrupted them with his Consciousness, alarming the lords to the point that they dared not communicate further.
Yu Han stood in the corner, a mocking smile creeping across his face.
Out of all in the Supreme God Temple, he only respected Mo Ruohe – the other lords were useless, possessing cultivation but no brains.
At that moment, Huangfu Lanyue stepped onto the stage, his opponent being a late-stage Holy Realm being, similar in cultivation level as him; the two were equally matched in combat and for a time, it was hard to distinguish a superior.
After about the time it took an incense stick to burn, Huangfu Lanyue started to get serious, his aura violently surged, his physical strength multiplied several folds, overwhelming his opponent, causing quite a sensation.
“This lad is not bad.”
Yang Jian praised, with other gods and demons nodding in agreement.
Huangfu Lanyue looked like a delicate woman, but his fighting style was exceptionally fierce.
Qin Jun closed his eyes, opting for a brief rest.
He had already fought one match, and with the first round having nothing to do with him anymore, he took no interest in battles beneath his level.
Ultimately, Huangfu Lanyue’s opponent admitted defeat, and the battle came to an end.
In the subsequent days, Zhao Yun, Guan Yu, Li Yuanba, and Sun Wukong made their successive appearances.
Each delivered quick and decisive victories, leaving their opponents in ashes.
Before the Unrivaled Battles began, they had all heard plenty of scoffing remarks and harbored pent-up anger — they certainly pulled no punches.
Before long, tales of the Great Qin Heavenly Court’s divine warriors’ exploits spread throughout the entire internal cosmos.
On the seventh day, the Supreme Invincible stepped onto the stage, elevating the atmosphere of the Unrivaled Battles to new heights, facing off against a Heavenly Dao Saint from the ancestral hall of the Human Clan.
Inside the World Stabilizing Divine Tower, millions of creatures were chanting the name of the Supreme Invincible, a momentum so vast that it rivalled the earlier event of Qin Jun slaying Ji Longyuan.
Facing the overwhelming pressure of the Supreme Invincible, that Heavenly Dao Saint trembled uncontrollably, not daring to make a move.
“Surrender,” the Supreme Invincible said softly.
Known as the Great Emperor of the Human Clan in the internal cosmos, once having led the Human Clan there, he naturally wouldn’t indulge in the slaughter of the younger generation like Qin Jun and others.
“I…
I surrender…”
The Heavenly Dao Saint from the ancestral hall thudded to his knees, seeming to lose all strength after uttering those words.
Without a fight, the tower erupted not in boos but in thunderous cheers instead.
The Supreme Invincible possessed a special charisma; his mere presence was enough to embolden spirits, and even without lifting a finger, his aura alone was enough to make blood surge with fervor.
“Hmph!”
Watching the Supreme Invincible, Guan Yu let out a cold snort, clearly disgruntled.
Zhao Yun, Yang Jian, and Xing Tian’s eyes brimmed with a fighting spirit.
Baili Shouyue hid behind the Supreme Nine-Dragon Chair, evading the Supreme Invincible’s notice.
“This kid is getting more and more formidable.”
Baili Shouyue peeked out, his heart a mix of feelings including both hatred and pride.
Of course, if Qin Jun were able to kill the Supreme Invincible, he would be more than pleased.
How could a rebel be allowed to live?
Qin Jun’s gaze towards the Supreme Invincible was quite calm since he no longer saw him as a threat.
In his eyes, there was only Xia Shenwu.
The battles continued, and soon a powerful figure caused a stir.
He was Bai Wusheng from the Ancient Demon God Temple, who also served as the temple master.
“Hissss— how did he get here?”
“Never heard that Bai Wusheng was coming?”
“It’s said that disciples from the Ancient Demon God Temple are very strong, wonder if it’s true.”
“The temple master himself is here, and you’re still curious about the disciples?”
“Interesting, it is said that Bai Wusheng has already transcended the Heavenly Dao Saints.”
The creatures began to discuss Bai Wusheng, and within the internal cosmos, he too was a legendary figure rumored to have once been the close friend of Zhou Xuwang.
However, due to diverging cultivation paths, they eventually became bitter enemies.
Bai Wusheng emanated an aura of death, dressed in white mortuary attire, his face ashen and hair slightly disheveled, his bloodshot eyes unnervingly penetrating.
At first glance, he resembled a fierce ghost, which starkly contrasted with the image of the Ancient Demon God Temple’s temple master from the legends.
His opponent, a rare creature from ancient times, was so terrified that his legs went weak, barely daring to breath.
As Bai Wusheng raised his hand, the mythical ancient creature hastily shouted, “I concede!”
Nobody laughed at him.
Faced with Bai Wusheng, any saint would have surrendered.
The Ancient Demon God Temple modeled its practice after the cultivation system of the ancient Devil Clan, and Bai Wusheng, who had ascended by embracing a path of slaughter and trodding over endless corpses, had earned his formidable reputation of today.