Ancient Godly Monarch

Chapter 1290: A Single Strike Should Already be Sufficient

Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire

A saint-grade devil-foundation in the form of a dragon.

Everyone turned their gazes onto Yulong Shengtu, feeling speechless with shock in their hearts. As expected of a cultivator that originated from the legendary ground. The Devil Mountain most probably had many shocking secret arts. This young man was the Imperial Dragon Saint. It shouldn't be strange that he would also have a saint-grade devil-foundation.

His entire body emitted dragon roars, shaking the sky and earth. Yulong Shengtu was like a true dragon of darkness, with dragon blood and bones. His devil-foundation seemed to have the eyes of a dragon, imposingly glancing with disdain at everything under the heavens. Many devil-foundation experts in the surroundings couldn't help but feel their hearts shaking. If Yulong Shengtu acted against them, he would easily be able to suppress and even shatter their devil-foundations.

Above Qin Wentian, his perfect saint-grade immortal-foundation was spinning rapidly about, also transforming into the shape of a dragon. This was an incredibly terrifying demon dragon of destruction, exuding overwhelming amounts of demonic qi, standing on equal grounds with his opponent's devil-foundation.

"Since I dare to challenge you to battle, it's not because I'm fighting for a sliver of chance for my survival. You will understand through this battle that once you don't have the status as the Imperial Dragon Saint, you are basically nothing." Qin Wentian quietly spoke. He was as arrogant as he was back then at the birthday celebration of the Fallen Devil Emperor, even if the one facing him was Yulong Shengtu.

Qin Wentian wouldn't care who his opponent was. As long as his opponent was in the same cultivation realm as him, it was impossible for him to be defeated. This was absolute confidence born from his absolute strength.

Ever since he awakened from unconsciousness, he discovered that his cultivation base had shot straight to the ninth-level of immortal-foundation. Hence, his confidence now was at an extreme.

Facing opponents at the peak of immortal or devil-foundation, he wouldn't lose. There was no way he would lose.

Right now, his current cultivation was at the ninth-level of immortal-foundation.

Back then, he was at the peak of the seventh-level, a step away from the eighth. He also didn't expect that Xin Yu's Mercury Lady Devil Art was actually so powerful, directly pushing him past an entire level. However to do so, Xin Yu had to sacrifice her cultivation and start again at the bottom of devil-foundation.

Yulong Shengtu laughed. He had roamed the Myriad Devil Islands for many years and had became the Imperial Dragon Saint officially after he stepped into the devil-foundation realm. A majority of the time, he would be cultivating during his travels and he had never met someone as arrogant as Qin Wentian before. Facing him, this Qin Wentian actually dared to have such confidence.

"ROAR!" A heaven-shaking dragon roar rang out as a devil dragon shot towards Qin Wentian. Its gigantic body seemed to be able to cover everything. Wrenching its maw open, it wanted to swallow everything in this space. Qin Wentian seemed extremely inconsequential and tiny beneath that gigantic maw.

Lifting his hand, Qin Wentian directly punched out. A single punch of his also caused dragon roars to shake the sky as a destructive demon dragon flew upwards, smashing into the dragon of darkness as both shattered into nothingness, terrifying to the extreme.

The collision of blows in the air shook the entire space. The devil emperors who were there waved their hands, containing the effects of the aftershock.

Yulong Shengtu and Qin Wentian soared up into the air. To them, the space on the ground wasn't enough for their battle.

The eyes of Yulong Shengtu suddenly gleamed with an extremely demonic light. His devil-foundation emitted angry roars as an incomparably sharp dragon claw appeared before Qin Wentian, grabbing towards him.

Qin Wentian's body flowed with a terrifying divine light, seemingly indestructible. Numerous ancient characters manifested around him, shattering the claw of the demonic dragon that attempted to grab him.

"Yulong Shengtu of the Devil Mountain, if your attack power is only at this level, there's no longer a need for us to fight." Qin Wentian calmly said. Yulong Shengtu frowned. The aura Qin Wentian was exuding had reached an extremely terrifying level.

"In that case, let me show you what my true ultimate attack is." Yulong Shengtu spoke in cold arrogance. Both his hands folded ancient imprints as a blanket of darkness covered the skies, which then gleamed with a dark star light. In the black atmosphere, a pair of eyes of darkness opened.

Yulong Shengtu was standing on the head of a terrifying devil dragon. With a loud roar, the entire space trembled with devil might as lightning filled the skies, constituting an apocalyptic scene. A burst of lightning bolts kept generating, blasting towards Qin Wentian. Such an attack, other than forcibly enduring it, there was no way to evade.

The law energy flowing on his body grew increasingly dazzling. Qin Wentian stared at the blasts of lightning. The ancient characters around him gleamed as the phantom of a divine turtle enveloped him, allowing the lightning to blast freely into him as he stood there unmoving.

However at this moment, numerous dragons of darkness suddenly shot out of the blanket of darkness. The spectators all felt their hearts pounding when they saw this scene. Even devil kings could feel fear in their hearts when they saw this attack.

Was this the power of an expert from the Devil Mountain? Simply too terrifying, such might, such innate technique, it was simply unfathomable.

Yulong Shengtu of the Devil Mountain, truly lived up to his reputation.

"Qin Wentian, can he withstand an attack of that caliber?" Many people mused silently. They were all thinking how long would Qin Wentian be able to persist under such powerful attacks by Yulong Shengtu.

Qin Wentian stared at that overwhelming attack, his eyes as calm as ever, his heart as still as water. His immortal-foundation glowed with a divine light as the light on his body grew increasingly bright. More runic characters glowed around him and with a lift of his palms, powerful gigantic palm strikes blasted out, imbued with the power of ancient runes of different attributes. Qin Wentian stood steadily right in the center, despite the impact of their attacks colliding against each other.

The area around him was filled with destruction. Boundless people inclined their heads and stared at the dragons and palm imprints, feeling immense shock in their hearts.

Qin Wentian, who has entered the peak of immortal-foundation, has he grown so strong to the point where he could fight equally against the Imperial Dragon Saint?

Yulong Shengtu stretched his hand out as a gigantic dragon arm as large as that earlier dragon instantly smashed towards Qin Wentian. Qin Wentian stood before that fearsome attack, seemingly like an insignificant speck of dust.

Supreme destructive power gathered in his palm, transforming into an ancient halberd of destruction. With a flash, his entire body sped forward, piercing out with his halberd as the pitch-black ball of destructive power manifested at the tip, piercing into the draconic arm, directly penetrating through it. Qin Wentian made use of the hole created and dashed straight towards Yulong Shengtu who stood atop the devil dragon head.

Yulong Shengtu glanced at Qin Wentian, simply waiting there for his attack. The demonic dragon below him soared up into the sky, enveloping him protectively as it lashed its claws towards Qin Wentian, exuding immense might.

"Swish~" Countless draconic arms shot out, terrifying to the extreme, wanting to rip Qin Wentian into pieces. It was basically impossible for Qin Wentian to kill his way towards Yulong Shengtu.

"Chi…" A terrifying destructive light was unleashed. Qin Wentian's body shot forth like a shooting star, dashing right into the midst of the draconic arms. Thunderous rumbling sounds echoed out ceaselessly, and the gazes of all the spectators froze. How daring was Qin Wentian? He actually dared to dive right into the midst of those draconic arms.

"RUMBLE!" Destructive light radiated forth as Qin Wentian who was brandishing the ancient halberd appeared. He then smashed his halberd towards the head of Yulong Shengtu.

"BANG!" A strike landed. However at this moment, an extremely dangerous aura gushed forth. The body which Qin Wentian attacked completely vanished and Yulong Shengtu appeared below the demonic dragon. He was as imposing as ever, incredibly handsome. Lifting his hands, he blasted out as a countless number of devil dragon spears banded together, penetrating everything, wanting to drill right through Qin Wentian.

At this instant, the shadow of a gigantic roc appeared behind Qin Wentian. His silhouette flickered, vanishing so fast as though he was like a bolt of lightning, reappearing in the air.

Staring at Yulong Shengtu who was beneath him, Qin Wentian could sense that in terms of power, his opponent should be a level weaker than Huang Shatian. This was especially so in terms of attack. The last supreme power attack Huang Shatian unleashed using that inheritance treasure was terrifying to the extreme. Yulong Shengtu was slightly weaker. Back then, he fought Huang Shatian to a draw when he was only at the seventh-level, depending on his bloodline power and devil form. Under the fearsome augmentation effects of everything, his power had reached the ninth-level.

But now, there was no longer a need for him to depend on them. His base level of power was already sufficient to deal with this opponent before him.

"Your strength isn't bad." Yulong Shengtu stated.

"But your strength isn't worth anything at all." Qin Wentian quietly replied. After which, he ignited the power of God's Hand to the limit as light from the art of truth covered his body.

The ancient halberd in his hand gleamed as vast amounts of demonic qi gushed forth, enveloping everything here.

"A single strike should already be sufficient." Qin Wentian calmly spoke. Boundless energy gathered as a heavy wind gusted by, causing the sky to change color. Qin Wentian descended downwards as a vortex of destruction materialized, quickly expanding, radiating beams of destructive might that engulfed everything in this space.

Fearsome rumbling sounds rang out, the expression of Yulong Shengtu drastically changed. Dragon roars shook the sky, as boundless demonic dragons shot out. However, within the vortex, there seemed to be a supreme demon capable of world destruction destroying everything, devouring the dark dragons. That ancient halberd stabbed down from the sky, who was able to block it?

The apocalyptic storm descended as the countenance of Yulong Shengtu turned pale. He was in the center of the storm and he could feel that his body was on the verge of being destroyed completely.

Amidst draconic roars, he lifted his palms skyward, yet there was no way for him to block that attack.

"This…" The spectators were all breathless. Qin Wentian was actually stronger than Yulong Shengtu who hailed from the Devil Mountain?