Ancient Godly Monarch

Chapter 1199: None is a Match for Him

Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire

"RUMBLE!" The earth trembled. Everywhere Qin Wentian stepped, cracks would appear. His hundred meter tall body shimmered with a divine glow and he instantly blasted out with a palm that manifested several ancient characters of suppression which blotted out the sky. He stood tall and peered down at his opponents. The power unleashed from his attack was like divine might that descended from the heavens.

"His form is so large. Everyone focus your attacks on him and take his life!" An eighth-level white tiger king roared loudly. His baleful energy towered up as he reverted back to his gigantic true form, resembling an imposing mountain. He was now the same size at Qin Wentian, and he, as a white tiger king, naturally seemed more terrifying in comparison.

As his comrades heard his voice, all of them launched out terrifying attacks against the ancient characters in the air while also aiming for Qin Wentian. Boundless power from the attacks slammed out. With such a large target, they would hit it even if they closed their eyes. Qin Wentian could only defend against them head-on.

However at this moment, many experts appeared in front of Qin Wentian. Divine apes appeared behind the experts from the Battle Saint Tribe, their howls shaking the heavens. Their bodies shone with a dazzling light, preparing to defend their Saint Lord.

As for the holy maidens of the Southern Phoenix Clan, their bodies were bathed in flames as images of ancient phoenixes formed behind them. There were also disciples under Matriarch Ji who were proficient in spatial energy. They were able to use space to slice apart their opponents attacks or form spatial barriers to block the damage.

Instantly, combat erupted. The leader of the enemy forces here seemed to be the white tiger king but in reality, there were still some powerful characters beside him. However, all of them were extremely cautious and weren’t as impeteous as their demon comrades. Since Qin Wentian dared to kill his way over, they first wanted to ascertain the level of his combat prowess. Since he was able to hunt down so many white tigers and eat their meat, they wouldn’t be able to set their hearts at ease if they don’t personally witness Qin Wentian’s combat prowess. Hence, they were more than willing to allow the white tiger king to lead the charge against Qin Wentian.

Since Qin Wentian dared to barbeque their kin, the entire White Tiger Race must be fuming mad.

The two gigantic figures then clashed. Qin Wentian fought against the white tiger king and although the experts around them fought extremely intensely, these two giant figures were the clearest targets.

The aftershocks of several attacks blasted into Qin Wentian, there were even attacks that exceeded his layers of defenses, yet they couldn’t fully manage to penetrate through his body.

Qin Wentian continued advancing while Mo Qingcheng stood on his shoulder. She quietly watched as her long robes fluttered in the wind, seemingly having absolute confidence in Qin Wentian. She understood Qin Wentian very well, Qin Wentian would be willing to risk himself but he would never be willing to risk her life. Since he was so confident to place her on his shoulder, this indicated that everything was under control.

He only saw the white tiger king launching out a heavy punch. That gigantic fist unleashed several white tiger phantoms that lunged at him the moment it punched out.

Qin Wentian lifted his palm and issued a response. When he attacked, the sounds of dragons roaring cancelled out the howling of the tigers, the impact of both attacks causing the entire space to shudder as chaotic currents ravaged the surroundings.

The white tiger king glowed with a king light as the word ’王’ (king), shimmered brilliantly in the center of his forehead. An immense baleful energy then gushed forth, enveloping Qin Wentian and when he attacked again, the entire space shook. This was a secret art of the white tiger race - Howls of Ten Thousand Tigers. When he unleashed it, the heavens and earth would crumble as his baleful energy filled the air.

Qin Wentian felt the overwhelming pressure of the attack gushing over. His body moved slightly as boundless runic light covered him. Above his immortal-foundation, millions of ancient characters floated up in the sky, each and every word contained the power of divinity, suppressing the Howls of Ten Thousand Tigers, destroying the streams of baleful energy.

Qin Wentian had cultivated in the second-level of the Sky Connecting Realm for many years. During these years, he didn’t intentionally raise his cultivation level and instead, he used all his energy and focused on researching and studying all of his innate techniques. That, and in addition to the Sky Connecting Mirror there, he perfected all his arts and techniques. Qin Wentian mused that although right now at his level of power, he had no way to push all his skills to their extreme limits, it can still be considered a major upgrade in combat prowess. He had managed to fuse all of his powerful innate techniques into a single entity, giving birth to many unique attacks.

God’s hand boosted his power, his body of truth also shimmered with resplendent light, granting him even more strength. The ancient characters all shot towards the white tiger king, fully intent on suppressing him.

At this instant, not only for the white tiger king, everyone who was in combat paused to look at that scene. A gigantic palm imprint belonging to the gods seemed to descend from the sky, bringing with it the powers of boundless ancient characters, smashing towards the white tiger king. Even for some ninth-level immortals in the crowd, they felt their hearts shaking from the power it radiated. It was simply too strong.

This attack of Qin Wentian, could truly be described as earth-shaking and heaven-shattering.

The white tiger king roared in disbelief but the power of his Howls of Ten Thousand Tigers were being demolished bit by bit. He howled as the light from the ’king’ character on his forehead grew even more brilliant as more might gushed forth from him. At this moment, he suddenly felt a trace of fear. That gigantic palm closed in on him in an instant, annihilating everything. The white tiger king gave it his all to negate the force within the palm, yet he wasn’t able to obliterate all that completely. The remnant of energies within ruthlessly slammed into him and with a thunderous boom, his gigantic body was smashed down into the earth.

How could Qin Wentian give his opponent a chance to breathe? He directly slashed out with a sword technique, able to vanquish immortals in a single blow. Boundless runes flowed into his opponent’s body, as the white tiger king screamed in agony. In his eyes, an unwillingness to accept this fate could be seen, but he only saw the merciless indifference in Qin Wentian’s eyes as terror began to appear on his face.

The White Tiger Race has always been tyrannical, claiming hegemony over a part of the Western Regions, ruling over many other demonic beasts and humans. There were unending streams of human females willing to follow them, becoming their playthings and act as slaves, begging for their favor. As a king of that race, he was unexcelled in his world, his arrogance also knew no bounds and when he managed to get in the sacred academy, he knew that even more glorious days would be waiting in the future. However today, the White Tiger Race was suppressed everywhere they went, encountering many defeats and some of his tribe members were even used as food by humans. How great a humiliation was this? Right now, his body was also about to be destroyed, and he himself would probably end up as food as well.

When he thought of this, his roars grew louder and more defiant. If the white tigers kept a lower profile in the external world, not acting so tyrannical and arrogantly, maybe they would have been able to avoid this calamity. There were actually tears forming in his eyes, but when he stared at Qin Wentian, a poisonous vengeance of boundless hatred could also be seen flickering within as well.

With a deafening bang, the white tiger king was then killed, shocking the entire battlefield.

"Why is he so strong now?" Several people felt a chill in their hearts as they stared at Qin Wentian with unsightly expressions and shock in their hearts. The power unleashed was much more tyrannical and overwhelming compared to the time in the past when he fought against Lei Ba. That innate technique seemed to be able to collapse the heavens, containing boundless might. It was terrifying to the extreme.

However, they basically didn’t have the time to think and had to settle their own battles. Qin Wentian glanced at the battlefield and when he saw his comrades who were in an inferior position, he instantly spoke, "Retreat, let me handle it."

As the sound of his voice faded, he directly slammed out with a palm. The experts of the Battle Saint Tribe retreated instantly upon hearing his words. Qin Wentian’s overwhelming might gushed forth and with a single strike, the immortal-foundation of an expert from Skymist, directly shattered as he was blasted into the ground.

"Who can obstruct him?!" Somebody roared. They gathered and came by to hunt Qin Wentian, believing that they possessed the advantage. However, the reality was completely different from what they expected. If no one else could block Qin Wentian, the situation now would be just like the situation back then when Huang Shatian participated - they would be completely helpless.

Nobody answered. Even for those ninth-level immortals, all of them felt fear in their hearts when they saw the eighth-level white tiger king being killed. They weren’t confident of victory if they fought against Qin Wentian.

Since nobody went up to obstruct him, it meant that Qin Wentian could freely unleash attacks. Those people who were in combat were soon crushed by Qin Wentian’s domineering might and very swiftly, three power experts from the enemy’s side had already fallen.

"Bzz!" Someone fled the battlefield.

"GO!" Someone else roared, retreating as they fought. This battle just began, yet their opponents were already preparing to retreat. This caused those spectators who assumed that there would be an earth-shattering battle to have strange looks on their faces.

Indeed, the battles among cultivators would always be like this. Numbers don’t matter, only those who stood at the peak.

Over here, Qin Wentian was the one who stood at the apex, nobody dared to attack him, causing the battle formation to instantly collapse as everyone wanted to retreat.

How could the Battle Saint Tribe and the Southern Phoenix Clan be willing to spare these enemies seeing that they were retreating? They pursued after them madly, before finally surrounding them.

"Gather your strength and kill a portion of them, specifically, the White Tiger Race." Qin Wentian’s cold voice rang out in command, causing the white tigers to howl in rage.

These experts naturally listened and obeyed Qin Wentian and began to aim for the white tigers. They knew it was impossible to kill all their enemies here, hence, they specifically targeted the white tigers. Qin Wentian himself continued to advance forward, causing the ground to rumble. When he saw low-level experts, he directly smacked out with his giant palm, smashing them to death.

"How terrifying." Qin Wentian was like a heavenly god, simply an invincible existence.

"To think that what Li Yufeng said was right. Since Qin Wentian dares to lead his people over, he must definitely be extremely confident. Maybe, this isn’t even his strongest form. If he fully unleashed his strength, maybe only those on Huang Shatian’s level would be able to kill him. Sadly, Huang Shatian is still being impeded now." The hearts of many spectators mused. At this moment, several white tigers were already surrounded. There were also other experts who managed to flee successfully. Seems like these trapped white tigers would definitely become lunch for Qin Wentian and his comrades.

Qin Wentian initially chased after those who fled. But after awhile, the spectators saw him returning. Evidently. Qin Wentian wasn’t willing to waste time to hunt down these people individually. He wanted to slaughter these white tigers who were trapped first.

These white tigers, who were surrounded, all had ashened expressions. After pursuing the Southern Phoenix Alliance for so long, the taste of terror appeared in the depths of their hearts right now.

This, was a terror that came about upon facing death!

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