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Chapter 1082: Departure of the Immortal Emperors

Chapter 1082: Departure of the Immortal Emperors

Chapter 1082: Departure of the Immortal Emperors


Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire


"BANG!"


Ying Teng’s body slammed into the ground, coughing out a mouthful of blood. The dragons in the sky disappeared, the immortal foundation manifestation returned back into his body as his aura fluctuated wildly, his expression akin to dead ashes.


Defeat. He, Ying Teng, was defeated.


Before this, Qin Wentian had the puppeted armor on and humiliated him but that couldn’t be considered a true battle. But now in an open and fair fight, without the puppeted armor, without using divine weapons, Qin Wentian actually used his own strength and jump levels to defeat him. He was a heaven chosen from the ancient Ying Clan, but under the gazes of everyone, he actually suffered such a miserable defeat.


"Brother Ying’s combat prowess is extraordinary, if your cultivation level is a little higher, you might have a chance to win against me." Qin Wentian casually spoke. As the sound of his voice faded, Ying Teng trembled and coughed out another mouthful of blood, almost driven to the point of madness from Qin Wentian’s words. What does he mean by if his cultivation level was a little higher, he might have a chance to win Qin Wentian? This was clearly open mockery. What cultivation level does he need to have then to defeat Qin Wentian? If he and Qin Wentian were at the same cultivation level, wouldn’t Qin Wentian only need a single slap to crush him?


The eyes of everyone stared at Qin Wentian. The tone of this fellow had no hints of fire in him at all, he didn’t have the overwhelming arrogance of Ying Teng, but his words contained traces of sharpness within his smile, forcing Ying Teng to cough blood with just a single sentence. However, his combat prowess was truly terrifying, he was basically a rare demon-level genius. His physique was infinitesimally close to perfection, resembling an innate battle god.


The immortal emperor from the Ying Clan had an unsightly expression on his face. Ying Teng was defeated. Initially, he thought that there was no reason for Ying Teng to be defeated but in reality, Ying Teng had truly lost.


As an immortal emperor, his words represented the will of the Ying Clan of the Southern Regions. It was impossible for him to break his words in front of the crowd. This indicated that he could only bring the Ying Clan’s experts and leave here.


"ARGH!" Ying Teng stood up, bellowing with humiliation. This was already the second time he was humiliated by Qin Wentian. This loss was undoubtedly a great humiliation. He had lost all face in front of all these major powers and from this moment onwards, he would never be able to raise his head up high in the Ying Clan. The humiliation of this battle will follow him forever while people would point at him and whisper smugly about his defeat in the hands of a junior with a lower cultivation.


"Ying Teng," The immortal emperor from the Ying Clan spoke. "It’s just a battle. Go back and cultivate well, cleanse this shame away with your own strength in the future."


Ying Teng’s eyes were red. He stared at the immortal emperor and clenched his fists tightly.


"We will return." The immortal emperor of the Ying Clan slowly spoke. The next moment, the experts of the Ying Clan all gathered as they soared into the air. Ying Teng’s eyes were fixed coldly on Qin Wentian, radiating an unmasked killing intent all the while.


"Brother Ying, take care!" Qin Wentian smiled. Ying Teng froze in mid air before he bellowed in anger once more, before speeding up and dashing into the horizon, gradually disappearing in the vision of the crowd.


"Everyone, what are you waiting for? Why are you not leaving yet?" Emperor Yu glanced around as he spoke. "I don’t wish to say anything more. The ancient mountain is right in front of your eyes. Regardless what you want, be it God’s Hand or treasures, you all can feel free to enter if you can. Even if you all captured Qin Wentian, it would still be useless as entering the ancient mountain is the key."


At this moment, most of the immortal emperors already had the intention of leaving. They knew what Emperor Yu said was the truth but even so, they still felt reluctance and wanted to see if there are any ideas where they can get some benefits from Qin Wentian. That was the secret art and treasures left behind by Ancient Emperor Yi! Who didn’t want a part of it?


There were some who already turned and prepared to leave but at this very moment, the Violet Emperor continued, "I didn’t promise you that I would leave."


"Violet Emperor, why must you make life difficult for a mere junior?" Emperor Yu calmly spoke.


"When your son and nephew died and there’s an obvious connection to him, I wonder if you can still be as calm as you are now." The Violet Emperor sneered. "I can kill him with the ease of turning over my palm. None of you can stop me. However, this seat isn’t a barbaric and tyrannical person. I only want to bring him away to investigate the truth. There’s actually no need for you all to obstruct me."


"If you want to put things this way, there’s nothing more for me to say." Emperor Yu stared at him and took a step forward. He then continued, "In that case, let me make my intentions clear too. In the past, I was indebted to Emperor Yi and decided to protect his secret art for him. Now that Qin Wentian has obtained his recognition and became his successor, as the protector of this secret art, I will do my utmost to protect his safety. Violet Emperor, you naturally can kill him. But if you dare to act with your status as an immortal emperor to kill a junior, I’m afraid that things won’t be as simple as you merely losing just a nephew."


"Mhm?" Those who wanted to leave saw the conflict between Emperor Yu and the Violet Emperor and involuntarily paused. Their eyes gleamed, was Emperor Yu intending to declare war against the Violet Emperor with these words?


And as expected, an intense violet light radiated from the Violet Emperor when he heard those words. His aura was terrifying to the extreme, he stared at Emperor Yu coldly, "Are you threatening this seat?"


"That’s right." Emperor Yu domineeringly replied.


The Violet Emperor fell silent but the pressure mounting in this area grew increasingly oppressive. The two peak-tier immortal emperors were facing each off against each other. Their long robes fluttered without wind, Emperor Yu calmly stroked his beard. This reclusive immortal emperor...could it be he truly had the strength to stand against the peak-tier Violet Emperor? If this is the case, this Emperor Yu has truly hidden himself too well.


Qin Wentian stood at the side, observing everything. Since he is the Saint Lord of this generation, Emperor Yu would definitely protect him. He had never suspected this point before.


However, this Violet Emperor was extremely difficult to deal with. As a peak-tier immortal emperor, there was no doubt that his strength was overwhelmingly strong.


Violet qi permeated the atmosphere as a ray of violet light appeared in the sky, coloring the skies purple. Emperor Yu also erupted forth with his aura. At this moment, a sky-towering battle might gushed forth from Emperor Yu, containing a trace of ancient battle saint qi and ferocity. He resembled a supreme battle king. At this instant, this old man seemed to have transformed into a god of battle, and just casually standing there, he exuded a peerless supreme pressure.


"Battle Saint Art." Qin Wentian mused silently.


"BOOM!" The Violet Emperor blasted out his palm as a terrifying purple ray of light instantly landed on Qin Wentian. Qin Wentian instantly felt his body being grabbed as he was shuttled through space by the violet light in the direction of the Violet Emperor.


"BANG!" The spatial talisman which Qin Wentian had kept hidden in his palm, was instantly crushed. He was instantly enveloped by spatial fluctuations, the violet light could no longer ’hold’ him as Qin Wentian hurriedly retreated with explosive speed.


"Hmph." The Violet Emperor snorted coldly. Qin Wentian really thought he could use such minor tricks in front of him? The violet light once again shot towards Qin Wentian. Despite Qin Wentian being at an extremely far distance now, the violet light instantly appeared before him and grabbed him again. But at this moment, Emperor Yu had already appeared before the Violet Emperor and slammed out with a palm that threatened to collapse the skies. With the Violet Emperor in the center, the space in the surroundings were all completely destroyed.


The violet light dancing in the Violet Emperor’s eyes grew even more terrifying. He also manifested a palm, slamming against Emperor Yu. A bolt of lightning was born from the impact and struck the surface of the ground. Those with weaker cultivations felt that even their souls were trembling from the impact. The earth quaked as fissures of inconceivable deepness appeared beneath their feet, the earth sundered into two.


Both their bodies shone with terrifying light, luckily they kept the energy aftershocks in control or more than half to the people in the surroundings would have already died.


"BOOM!" Another ray of violet right shot out. The two of them actually disappeared as the location they stood at an instant ago, was shattered completely.


In the air, a humming sound rang out as the light of destruction enveloped the heavens and earth. The light of the battle here was like that of doomsday and within that blinding screen of light, the silhouettes of Emperor Yu and the Violet Emperor could be faintly seen.


"BOOM!" A few other bolts of lightning rained down from the sky. In a radius of about 1,000 meters, numerous craters appeared from being struck by the lightning bolts.


The might of immortal emperors were too terrifying to imagine, let alone the two fighting now were both peak-level immortal emperors.


For those immortal emperor characters, their eyes peered through the destructive light, their hearts trembling as they watched on.


Emperor Yu was actually this strong? He could stand equally against the Violet Emperor.


"RUMBLE!" All of a sudden, the silhouettes of the two combatants appeared once again back at the God Hand Mountain Manor, at the original location which they stood before they engaged in battle. It actually felt as though they have never moved from that spot before and the intense battle they had earlier, never happened.


"Now, I’m sure you take my words more seriously." Emperor Yu stared at the Violet Emperor as he calmly spoke.


"What innate cultivation art did you cultivate?" The Violet Emperor asked. The tone of the two of them now was exceedingly calm, unlike opponents who just fought that terrifying battle earlier.


"The very same art Ancient Emperor Yi cultivated all those years ago." Emperor Yu replied. Ancient Emperor Yi’s most famous technique was God’s Hand, as for his other arts and techniques, their names had all been lost in the long river of time. Who would still know of them? But what Emperor Yu was using was naturally the Battle Saint Art. The users of this art could war against the heavens and earth, capable of destroying everything, growing stronger and stronger the longer the duration of the battle.


"Your luck seems to be really good." The Violet Emperor turned his gaze onto Qin Wentian. The first time, the Evergreen Immortal Emperor refused to hand Qin Wentian over. For the second time, the Southern Phoenix Clan refused to hand Qin Wentian over. And for this, the third time, he personally came down but there was an Emperor Yu who was adamant to protect Qin Wentian. He, the Violet Emperor, never had such headaches before, wanting to capture a junior.


"Senior Violet Emperor is too polite." Qin Wentian replied.


"Let’s hope your luck remains this good forever." The Violet Emperor spoke. Flicking his sleeves, a gust of pressure gushed out, slamming into Qin Wentian, forcing him back as he was knocked into a building. His body trembled as he coughed out blood. In front of immortal emperors, immortal-foundation characters didn’t even have the strength to resist. It would only take a thought to kill him. This made Qin Wentian believe that his earlier cautiousness was right. The Violet Emperor and the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor still had no idea that Zi Yunwu and Dongsheng Ting were both killed by him.


"I also hope that senior’s luck wouldn’t be this bad forever." Qin Wentian inclined his head and stared at the Violet Emperor. Blood leaked from the corner of his mouth as a demonic smile appeared on his face. He has already offended the Violet Emperor with Zi Daoyang’s death. Now, Zi Yunwu’s death was also added into the mix.


The eyes of the Violet Emperor flashed, killing intent flickered in his eyes as he stared at Qin Wentian, causing Qin Wentian to feel a bone-piercing coldness.


"Violet Emperor, mind your status." Nanfeng Guhong appeared beside Qin Wentian and reminded.


"Don’t forget my words. If you can kill him, I can kill your descendants as well." Emperor Yu’s expression grew heavy. The Violet Emperor stomped heavily on the ground venting his anger as he gave a command to his subordinates, "You guys wait here until the mysterious man with the bronze mask exits. After that, spare nothing to kill him."


"Roger." The people from the Violet Emperor Sect bowed and replied. Fortunately, the Violet Emperor had chosen to spare them.


As for the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor, Xuan and Xiao Immortal Emperors, all their countenances were extremely unsightly. Even the Violet Emperor was forced to leave, they had no more hope remaining. Qin Wentian’s life was truly tough indeed, right now, who could have thought there would be so many immortal emperors willing to act as a backer for him!


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