Ancient Godly Monarch

Chapter 1127: Trouble-making Ancestor

Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire

Qin Wentian's words were simply too brazen. The White Tiger Race were kings among greater demons and had a lofty status. Their identities were akin to immortal empires among human cultivators.

"BOOM!" White-eye stepped out once more, causing the space in the surroundings to tremble from the power of his aura.

"I initially wanted to spare you from death, yet since you want to be so insolent and insult my divine beast White Tiger Race, I will let you know the consequences." As the sound of his voice faded, his baleful aura gushed forth, towering up into the sky.

"How laughable. Could it be that only you can insult humans and no one else can insult your White Tiger Race?" Nanfeng Yunxi spoke in an ice-like voice.

"That's right." White-eye turned to Nanfeng Yunxi. "Your words are correct, only my White Tiger Race can humiliate and insult others, no one else can do the same to us. Nanfeng Yunxi, although you are the Holy Successor of the Southern Phoenix Clan, this place is the sacred academy. The experts from your clan that entered here, don't seem to be as strong as my white tiger race's members. While you...are such a beautiful woman."

The threat in his words were extremely clear. Nanfeng Yunxi turned ashen. Qin Wentian waved his hand and a moment alter, a small-scale city shimmering with resplendent light appeared out of nowhere. This city expanded into a gigantic one, covering the entire mountain. Qin Wentian slowly soared up in the sky as the gigantic city rose up as well. The experts in the surroundings all found themselves standing on top of the city.

White-eye's eyes narrowed, he stared at this scene unmoving, allowing the city to bring him into the air. He then glanced at Qin Wentian again only to see Qin Wentian's entire surroundings were glowing with runic lights which also enveloped Nanfeng Yunxi, Nanfeng Shengge and the rest of his comrades protectively within.

"An immortal-ranked, city-type divine weapon." White-eye coldly spoke.

"When I'm around, there never has been a precedent set where one could insult and humiliate others while the one being humiliated could not. Earlier I received one of your attacks simply because I wanted to see how strong you are. If you continue to be so arrogant, I will definitely make you this bunch of vile beasts pay a price." Qin Wentian spoke in cold arrogance. A puppeted armor appeared before him, his palm touched its core as the armor shone with a brilliant light and instantly enveloped itself around Qin Wentian, becoming one entity.

"I want to see how you can backup your words from earlier." Qin Wentian continued. After wearing the puppeted armor the aura he unleashe, was at the ninth level of immortal foundation. How would he fear a mere sixth-level white tiger?

White-eye stared at Qin Wentian before glancing at that extraordinary city. He then spoke, "There are countless human cultivators that become our slaves in my tribe. Among them are some outstanding individuals with high talents. However, people such as you who dared to cross my White Tiger Race is truly a rarity. But do you really think that you are the only one with powerful immortal-ranked weapons?"

"I naturally wouldn't assume so. However your arrogance disgust me. Since your White Tiger Race is so proud of yourself, tell me how do you want to fight. I will accompany you no matter what." Qin Wentian spoke.

"What point is there in using immortal weapons and treasures to fight? Your courage isn't bad but your strength is so pitifully weak. I hope that within the sacred academy, I can see you grow stronger. At that time, I will definitely let you know why you should fear the White Tiger Rage." White-eye spoke loftily. With a flash of his silhouette, he actually left the area, no longer caring about Qin Wentian.

"Wait for me to grow stronger?" Qin Wentian laughed coldly.

His eyes flashed as he glanced once again to that expert from the Sky Roc Race who spoke earlier. His eyes gleamed with contempt, "Sky Roc Race? Nothing but a bunch of lowly chickens."

"You are courting death." An expert from the Sky Roc Race stepped out, glaring at Qin Wentian. The eyes of the spectators flickered, they didn't expect Qin Wentian to be so bold. After offending the White Tiger Race, he still dared to provoke the Sky Roc Race. In the Western Regions of the immortal realms, the strength of the Sky Roc Race is absolutely not weaker compared to the White Tiger Race. The demon kings of their Race were all golden-winged great rocs with boundless strength, and had the pure bloodlines of primordial golden-winged emperor rocs. A king-grade bloodline golden-winged great roc is definitely an extremely terrifying opponent.

Earlier, there was conflict between Qin Wentian and the White Tiger Race. Now, he even insulted the Sky Roc Race. One couldn't help but to say that Qin Wentian was truly too arrogant. In fact, there were many demonic beasts present who couldn't accept it.

White-eye who was soaring away suddenly halted. He turned his head and glanced at that Sky Roc Race's expert as he coldly laughed, "Earlier, didn't you say that if he dares to insult and humiliate the Sky Roc Race like this, you all would kill him right on the spot? I'm waiting to see that with bated breath."

"CRUSH THEM!" Little Rascal stretched out his little paws from behind Qin Wentian and roared thunderously. These sky rocs were all pieces of shit, earlier they were egging on the white tigers and caused Qin Wentian and his group to be filled with loathing with regards for them.

"I don't wish to see you chickens strutting about. Scram." Qin Wentian spoke.

The eyes of all the sky rocs present gleamed with a terrifying light. After that, a figure stepped out as roc wings appeared behind that expert, who was currently in the form of a human. The tip of his wings were golden, shining with runes, and was sharper even than swords.

"Bzz!" That expert reverted to his true form. Although he wasn't a golden-winged roc from the royal faction of his race, his blood was of a purer grade compared to the rest of the sky rocs here. The eyes of this expert gleamed with sharpness, terrifying to the extreme.

With a flap of his wings, the sound of the space being ripped apart could be heard. A golden spear appeared in his talons, this spear shone with runic light, giving the feeling that it could penetrate everything. It was clearly an extremely powerful immortal-ranked weapon.

"Lowly humans, you don't know the immensity of the heavens and earth." That golden roc transformed into a streak of golden lightning as he rushed out instantly. At the moment he rushed out, golden light illuminated the sky, enveloping everything. At this very instant, Qin Wentian only felt the space around him changing. A phantom of a golden roc blotted out everything, and he was within its shadow.

The golden spear erupted forth like lightning with a speed invisible to the naked eyes.

The speed of great rocs was unparalleled. Although Qin Wentian might have cultivated roc-related techniques, his opponent now was a bonafide pure-blooded golden roc from the Sky Roc Race. Rocs were blessed with unrivalled speed from birth, there were almost no other demonic beasts that could match them in terms of speed.

That fearsomely quick attacked stabbed out, aiming for his head. The power the spear contained could penetrate everything, naturally, it appeared that it would also be able to pierce through the armor Qin Wentian was wearing.

Qin Wentian's body shone with a scintillating light. He stretched his hand out, materializing an ancient halberd from the power of God's Hand. This halberd was filled with the power of destruction, and shone with a black-golden light, seemingly able to crush anything in its existence. It collided together with that golden spear as an ear-splitting sound rang out. However, at the moment of impact, more bolts of thunder arced towards Qin Wentian, the attack speed of his opponent was truly astounding.

The energy from Qin Wentian's immortal foundation circulated frenziedly. His immortal foundation then transformed into the form of a great roc and as he waved his hands, numerous great rocs erupted out, causing a thick demonic qi to permeate the air. He then rushed in as well, fighting against the golden roc in chaotic close combat, the two of them soaring further up in the sky.

The eyes of the other sky rocs all flashed. Qin Wentian actually was skilled in roc-related immortal techniques and he seemed to be extremely proficient when using them.

The sky roc expert launched another attack. His immortal spear exploded into beams of light, manifesting the beak of a giant roc that swallowed Qin Wentian whole.

"GET LOST!" Qin Wentian roared. He actually manifested a golden-winged great roc using the power of his God's Hand. This manifestation seemed to be like a real existence. It blasted out an earth-shattering and heaven-shaking attack, smashing against his opponent attack, ripping his opponent's manifestation apart. This scene was simply too shocking to behold.

Finally, Qin Wentian's manifestation reigned supreme in triumph. It seemed to contain boundless amounts of energy and slammed into his opponent. That sky roc was flung through the air as blood flowed from many wounds on its body. He exerted all his strength and stabilized himself before returning to his original location and stared coldly at Qin Wentian with its lofty eyes.

"These chickens have truly thick skins. Little Purgatory, is your fire strong enough to roast them? I want to feast on a chicken thigh." Little Rascal spoke in its child-like voice from behind, his words causing the golden roc to be so angered that it spat out a mouthful of blood. The other experts from the Sky Roc Race were all also coldly glaring at Little Rascal.

"Their gazes are so terrifying, this baobao is scared!" Little Rascal spoke again. After that his silhouette flashed as he soared into the sky. With a long screech, a burst of golden light filled the area as he actually transformed into a golden-winged great roc, exuding an incomparably lofty aura. His entire body shimmered with light, Little Rascal then stared at the experts from the Sky Roc Rage and spoke. "Look clearly, this baobao is the real true pure-blooded golden-winged great roc. Quickly call me your ancestor."

"Swish." A swipe of golden talons raked through the air, aiming for Little Rascal. Qin Wentian's silhouette flickered as he appeared before Little Rascal, blocking that attack effortlessly with his body. He then walked forward and spoke in a tone of ice, "Still not getting lost from here? Let me send you guys away then."

As he spoke, Qin Wentian stepped out. When the sky rocs saw this, their expressions all turned incomparably unsightly. The strongest sky roc present here was already defeated by Qin Wentian. How else would they still be able to fight?

"Retreat!" That injured sky roc arced through the air. The other sky rocs all followed after him.

"How shameful." Little Rascal called out.

From the distance, the voice of that expert from the Sky Roc Race rang out, "We will remember this, you guys best be careful in the sacred academy in the future. The demon king of my race is arriving soon, he will surely make sure you guys die without a place to be buried."

"Stop bragging if you can't defeat us." Little Rascal shouted back. Qin Wentian didn't pursue them, he glanced at the surroundings and right now, the eyes of the crowd were all filled with trepidation as they stared at Qin Wentian. They no longer dared to watch the scene unfolding with the attitude of one watching drama. They were afraid that Qin Wentian might suddenly go crazy and slaughter all of them.

If Qin Wentian didn't act a little domineeringly, there would surely be endless troubles. This was the result borne of displaying a strength great enough. He made sure these spectators knew that their group of people weren't easy targets to bully.

The light dissipated. Qin Wentian kept the weaponized city and the puppeted armor on him vanished as well. Nanfeng Yunxi walked over and smiled, "Thank you."

"Between us, is there still a need to be so polite?" Qin Wentian shrugged and smiled.

"Mhm, you can marry yourself to him." Little Rascal transformed back into his puppy form and chortled. Qin Wentian directly sent Little Rascal flying with a smack of his hand, causing Little Rascal to somersault through the air. Naturally Little Rascal didn't forget to call out, "This baobao is merely speaking the truth as I see it…"

"Ignore Little Rascal." Qin Wentian speechlessly said. This little fellow was getting more and more mischievous.

Nanfeng Yunxi merely smiled but she didn't say anything. However, Nanfeng Shengge who was beside her actually added, "If Holy Successor Yunxi is willing to give her heart to you, would Sir Qin marry her?"

"Shengge!" Nanfeng Yunxi glared at Nanfeng Shengge who was beside her. This fellow actually also joined in?

"I heard that it is impossible for the Holy Successor to be married out of the clan. But as for beautiful Miss Shengge, if I propose marriage to the Southern Phoenix Clan, I wonder if your noble clan would consider it." Qin Wentian had a playful smile on his face when he saw the smile on Nanfeng Shengge's face. This lass even dared to tease him?

"For sure, I would have no objections." Nanfeng Yunxi spoke in a mock revengeful tone, and moments later, a blush turned Nanfeng Shengge's face red!