Ancient Godly Monarch

Chapter 797: Appearance of the Ancient

Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire

Although the weaponized city forged by the Driftsnow Master and Immortal Jade was powerful, his own strength was still insufficient and he couldn’t unleash the true might of this city. This was the reason why he was forced to such a dire state. If the Driftsnow Master was still alive, how could these people run rampant here? Unless they are at the immortal king realm, they would all be slain effortlessly.

Although his current size was immense, the surrounding experts gave him a great sense of pressure.

"The speed of you guys are truly ‘fast.’" Reverend True Dragon glanced at a group of people. Although the experts gathered here were all extremely powerful, they appeared a little too tiny when in comparison to Qin Wentian’s current size.

Everyone was waiting to act, these people were the strongest of the batch and each individual had a combat prowess strong enough to threaten Qin Wentian.

"Qin Wentian, you and Cheron are good friends. We will do our best to shield you." At this moment, a voice drifted into his ear. Qin Wentian’s eyes flickered, the person who spoke was an old man, an expert from the Wondergate Immortal Manor. This person transmitted his voice over, wanting Qin Wentian to head over the location where he was at.

However, Qin Wentian’s had already received Cheron’s warning before this, how could he trust this man so easily? Although Cheron was a disciple of the Wondergate Immortal Manor, the relationships between the elders and him wasn’t that unique. How could they spare so many expenses to protect a mere friend of a chosen? The probability was extremely low. One must know that the various major powers had already come to an agreement saying whoever kills Qin Wentian would be the one to acquire the weaponized city.

"Senior is willing to help me?" Qin Wentian turned his gaze onto that old man from the Wondergate Immortal Manor, after which he directly stepped out moving in the direction of that old man, appearing as though there was no semblance of defense on his part. At this moment, the gazes of all the experts all shift to that old man from the Wondergate Immortal Manor as the pressure in the air intensified ten fold.

"Many thanks to senior then." Qin Wentian put the long spear in his hands down as he sped towards the old man, appearing as if he fully trusted him.

However at this moment, an extremely gold glimmer of light flickered in the eyes of that old man. Staring at Qin Wentian speeding over, his palms seemingly transformed into a furnace that oozed blazing heat. There seemed to be a mini world of flames that exist within his palms, and the instant the palms came into contact with something, that thing would be incinerated due to the heat.

The old man’s silhouette flickered as he too, dashed towards Qin Wentian, his eyes flashing with a killing intent that was now revealed.

"Senior?" Qin Wentian’s expression drastically changed as though he was caught by surprise. And now, even if he wanted to dodge, it was impossible to do so.

"YOU DARE?!" The other experts coldly spoke, and instead of attacking Qin Wentian, Reverend True Dragon’s arms expanded, blasting out aiming for the old man; the treasured wheel of Jiang Yi of the Jiang Clan also spun about in a frenzy, whirling towards him and instantly, the swords of the Seven Sword Elders pierced through the void with a speed as quick as lightning, slashing out towards that old man from the Wondergate Immortal Manor.

There were also experts from the Battle Heavens Immortal Manor, Bloodflame Clan, Blazing Sun Divine Sect, etc. All of them simultaneously launched attacks causing the old man to instantly turn pale. At this moment, he couldn’t be bothered with killing Qin Wentian, but explosively retreated instead in order to save his own skin.

However, the attacks that were shot out, couldn’t possibly be retracted at such a short notice. How powerful were the arms of Reverend True Dragon? It directly grabbed hold of the old man while the Sun Sword of the Blazing Sun Divine Sect’s elder chopped down; the treasured wheel slammed into him; followed by all sorts of attacks. Such destructiveness, how could the old man from the Wondergate Immortal Manor withstand all that? His eyes gleamed with despair as he stared ahead. At his last moments of life, the only thing he saw was a cold look of disdain directed in his direction by Qin Wentian.

"You…!" The expert from the Wondergate Immortal Manor bellowed in rage, but before he could say anything else, he was obliterated from existence. Qin Wentian’s countenance was ice-cold, if it wasn’t because this person wanted to kill him, how could he suffer the joint-attacks by others? This was called ‘the evil brought upon by oneself are the hardest to bear.’

Gigantic wings arced through the skies, Qin Wentian directly sped towards the direction of the Seven Sword Elders as the long spear in his hand swept out.

"Impudent." The countenance of the seven elders turned chilly. Qin Wentian actually targeted them for his attacks? Obviously, he was looking down on them.

The might from their immortal foundations blasted out, their bodies were enveloped by their coronas of immortal light that cascaded their radiance onto their swords. Each of the seven swords were as large as Qin Wentian’s divine spear and contained an unexcelled might that was able to lacerate everything within. At the same time, boundless destructive sword might appeared in the air. If there was a first or second-level immortal-foundation expert in the vicinity, they would instantly die to the overwhelming pressure.

The terrifying arm manifested by Reverend True Dragon shot outwards once more. Qin Wentian’s countenance turned incredibly unsightly, he blasted out with his palm and collided head on with the arm of Reverend True Dragon, borrowing the rebound force to retreat backwards, as his wings flapped furiously in desperation.

"Do you think you can flee?" A cold voice rang out. A faint image of a war divinity appeared behind those experts from the Battle Heavens Immortal Manor as they blasted out a myriad of palm imprints, their combined might pressing downwards. Qin Wentian lifted his palms in defense, but to no avail. His body was directly forced downwards from the impact.

The experts from the Bloodflame Clan left behind a blood print with a pervasive attribute, seeping inside the armor. The treasured wheel of Jiang Yi tore chunks of his armor off and injured his body. They attacked Qin Wentian the same way they did to the old man from the Wondergate Immortal Manor. And despite the startling toughness of his defense, he was still jolted from the terrifying might packed within the attacks, and was slammed into the ground, his body dripping with fresh blood.

Countless lights flashed, these experts in the air all launched their attacks frenziedly, aiming for Qin Wentian, not intending to give him the space to breathe. They would only stop after Qin Wentian died.

Qin Wentian attempted to climb up. He waved his hands, boundless runic light circulated around him as a countless number of chains shot into the air. Sadly, these were unable to obstruct experts of this level.

"Your life is mine!" Reverend True Dragon coldly exclaimed. After which, his figure expanded to 30,000 meters as well, resembling a demonic dragon as he shuttled towards Qin Wentian.

"SCRAM!" Qin Wentian howled in rage, piercing his long spear into the air, blocking his opponent’s attack. However, it was useless. The attacks from the other experts arrived. Continuous thunderous booms echoed out as Qin Wentian’s body trembled, coughing out fresh blood. That imposing figure of 30,000 meters was actually swaying from the injuries he sustained.

From afar, the spectators could only sigh as they watched this scene. Qin Wentian was truly an outstanding genius of his generation. But his fate was to end up dead here, with no way to resist.

Cheron and Pei Yu were both there as well. Their countenances were pale, silently admonishing themselves for their lack of strength.

Mu Yan gazed at his Master beside him and spoke, "Master, do you truly not intend to act?"

"Since he didn’t choose to depart, I’m very sure he has a trump card of his own. If not, he wouldn’t wait here so obediently just to accept death." The Saberlord had his arms crossed in front of his chest, appearing indifferent. For those who could join the Heavenly Talisman Realm, he believed that none of them were simple characters. Even if he didn’t believe in Qin Wentian, he believed in the judgement of the one who invited Qin Wentian into the sect.

If one wasn’t a demon-level character, they wouldn’t be able to join the Heavenly Talisman Realm. And one of the criteria was that for their fifth astral soul, it had to be a violet-gold astral soul from the 7th Heavenly Layer.

"But how can he turn the circumstances around without outside aid?" Mu Yan shook his head and sighed.

At this moment, Qin Wentian was in a half-kneeling position. He inclined his head, his eyes bursting forth with a terrifying light.

"I didn’t want to try this initially." Qin Wentian coldly spoke, his words causing the expressions of the attackers to stiffen as they stared at Qin Wentian. Try this? Try what? What did he meant by that?

"Since you all want this ancient city so badly, I will give you an opportunity to speak with the Driftsnow Master face to face." Qin Wentian continued. He closed his eyes as the chimes from the Nine Immortality Bells sounded out at this moment.

"What did he mean?" The expressions on all those present changed. Speaking face to face with the Driftsnow Master?

Could it be that the Driftsnow Master hasn’t passed away?

"You all want to damage the heartblood of the Driftsnow Master and Immortal Jade, wanting to seize this city. In that case, talk to him yourselves." Qin Wentian opened his mouth. The bell chimes continued, and his eyes were shut tight. His entire person was devoid of any aura, but boundless runic light from the bells flowed continuously into him as his figure grew larger and more terrifying than ever.

At this moment, the Nine Immortality Bells shimmered in and out of existence. Each and every bell had a fearsome light circulating around its frame.

"RUMBLE!" Qin Wentian’s figure continued expanding. From 30,000 meters, all the way to 150,000 meters, truly a stunning sight. And what’s more, the growth didn’t seem to have stopped.

"What’s going on?" All these experts were truly shocked, a 30,000 meter body was already extremely immense. But what concept was a 300,000 meter one? Before that towering giant, everything was nothing but ants. And right now, that figure was continuing to expand towards 300,000 meters.

An ancient air emanated from this figure, as a misty voice permeated the space.

"Who...dares to damage my city?" There was a carefreeness in the voice and sounded as light as air. But it directly spread through the radius of a thousand miles, even for those people outside the boundaries of the ancient city, they could all hear the words clearly. At this moment, all their hearts were thumping violently.

Who...dares to damage my city?

Who was the ‘my’ referring to? Naturally it was referring to the Driftsnow Master of the legends!

The bell chimes resounded through the air as snowflakes drifted downwards. All of a sudden, the sun vanished, as clouds and mist churned, producing a chilly air.

The sound of a sigh from ancient times drifted out. Only to see the gigantic figure stretching out his hand, allowing the snowflakes to land as they will onto his palm.

"How many years has it been...?"

That gigantic figure inclined his head, his eyes opened abruptly, showing an extremely clear gaze within. His features changed, and they were no longer that of Qin Wentian. His features could be considered exceedingly good-looking but it was marred with grief, misery and filled with longing.

"It’s truly the Driftsnow Master." The hearts of everyone trembled intensely. Qin Wentian could actually summon the soul of the Driftsnow Master? In that case, where was Qin Wentian now?

Those attackers initially prepared to kill Qin Wentian but were all startled into stillness at this moment. They dumbfoundedly stood there, staring at the gigantic figure. It was as though they had lost all intentions of battling, and were currently contemplating what was going on.

"Every snowflake that falls... are they your tears?" Pei Yu mumbled, her eyes misted over when she saw the features of the Driftsnow Master appear. She slowly stepped out, and was actually moving in the direction of the Driftsnow Master, entering the ancient city. The character in the legends had really appeared, and he was right before her.

The Driftsnow Master turned his gaze over to Pei Yu, only to see Pei Yu asking in a low voice, "‘Every time the ancient bells chimed, they represent my longing for you.’ Are all of these words in the legend real?"