Seeing that the others were all intending to vie with him, Shi Kuang's aura instantly erupted as a destructive energy gushed forth from him. He had fused completely together with the battle drum in front of him, and right now, a faint shadow could actually be seen standing on top of the battle drum. This was none other than Shi Kuang, he had transformed into the battle spirit of this battle drum, completely fused as one.
The expert from the Radiant Gold ancient country wasn't willing to show weakness, he too fused together with his battle drum as a faint shadow stood proudly on top of it. The size of this shadow was immense, and its entire body seemed to be forged from metal, possessing terrifying penetrative strength. Even without the booming of the drum sounds, his fearsome aura was already gushing over to Qin Wentian.
"Despicable." Ye Lingshuang's countenance turned incredibly unsightly when she saw that they intended to act against Qin Wentian at the same time.
Yin Ting, Que Cheng similarly mirrored their actions. An instant later, two streams of tyrannical aura directly bore down on Qin Wentian.
"Ganging up to bully one, I disdain such actions. Since everyone wishes to obtain his battle spirit, let's fight him one by one. Whoever wins will get the prize, simple as that." That expert from Radiant Gold spoke coldly, even his voice seemed akin to metal, sharp, and extremely cold.
"Since this is the case, I shall be the first to attack," Shi Kuang icily spoke. As the sound of his voice faded, the booming of his drum echoed out, causing this entire space to vibrate. A terrifying angry-looking glow shot out instantly that transformed into a Heaven-Crippling gigantic foot, stomping down from above Qin Wentian, wanting to squash him into nothingness.
Qin Wentian's long robes fluttered, he stood behind his Battle Drum as his perception and will fused together with it. He was now the Battle Drum and the Battle Drum was him.
"BOOM!" A thunderous sound rang out as the entire space trembled. A diamond-looking palm imprint blasted upwards against the descending Heaven-Crippling Foot, only to be shattered into pieces.
One person, one strike. Whoever can kill Qin Wentian will be able to seize his battle spirit. In that case, the attacks of these twelve naturally wouldn't be weak. They would explode forth with one of their strongest techniques.
And upon seeing the Heaven-Crippling gigantic foot about to land, Ye Lingshuang and the others behind Qin Wentian all had expressions of extreme anxiousness on their faces. Right now, Qin Wentian was responsible not only for his own safety. If he died, those behind him would all die as well.
Two continuous sounds rang out, the drum sounds shook the space as light flashed in the skies.
Thousands upon thousands of palm imprints suddenly shot up towards the skies, transforming into a tidal wave that slammed into the Heaven-Crippling Foot. The sounds of an explosion rang out, the entire Heaven-Crippling Foot was actually destroyed by Qin Wentian.
A number of gigantic golden long spears shot through the air, violently zooming towards Qin Wentian with a speed as fast as lightning.
Qin Wentian was as calm as ever, his eyes were ice-cold, akin to a lofty majestic eagle as he stared right ahead.
Yet another low-but-loud drum sound reverberated in the air, bringing with it a gust of raging wind. The Thousand-Hand Imprint blasted out once more, but this time around there were thousands upon thousands of palm imprints. Yet each and every palm imprint formed contained a might that was more terrifying, many times stronger than before, many times more overwhelming.
The golden long spears slammed into a wave of gigantic palm imprints, as they all disintegrated together.
"My turn," a cold voice rang out. A Heaven Chosen from the Heaven Cleaving Manor unleashed his attack. The drum sounds vibrated the entire sky as gigantic axes chopped down from the heavens, filling the sky with axe-light. The sharpness and might exuded from the axes was redoubtable, and their speed was fast to the extreme.
At the same time when he spoke, Qin Wentian blasted his palms onto his battle drums once again. The sound of the drum vibrated intensely and this time, there was actually a resonance and an unceasing echo emanating back from it. Whistling sounds drifted out, as over ten palm imprints whistled through the air. These palm imprints were as though they were extensions of Qin Wentian's previous attack. As the gigantic axes chopped downwards, his palm imprints transformed into beams of light that smashed head on into the axes, shattering them into pieces as the leftover force carried over and zoomed towards the Chosen from the Heaven Cleaving Manor.
"Mhm?" That Chosen furrowed his brows, he knew his earlier attack was extremely powerful, yet it was actually negated by his opponent? The result undoubtedly was a stain on his reputation. The eyes of the Chosen from the Heaven Cleaving Manor gleamed with sharpness. He then unleashed a barrage of strikes onto his drum as an incomparably gigantic axe directly chopped away the remaining palm imprints.
Because this additional attack caught everyone by surprise, none of the other eleven issued an attack against Qin Wentian.
They didn't move, but Qin Wentian was still moving. His dark eyes were emotionless as he stared at the twelve others. This kind of detached gaze was as though he disregarded everything. In his eyes, only his battle drum existed. This time around, he sent his attacks onto his battle drum once more, causing the space to be filled with deafening blasts, merging together with the earlier thunderous booms in the air. His aura grew increasingly terrifying, the sound of his drum's reverberation shook the entire heaven and earth as the whistling sound grew in intensity. Although shadows of millions of palm imprints currently covered the sky, in fact, there was only a single true imprint that manifested.
Right at this instant, Qin Wentian's emotionless eyes turned to Shi Kuang. His gaze was like a sharpened blade, shining with the sharpness of a victor. Just a single glance caused Shi Kuang's heart to pound rapidly in fear once more.
A voice sounded out, a killing intent seemed to birth from the heavens and earth and merged into the power of his word. That palm imprint which he blasted out was akin to the word 'die' he had spoken, both were filled with torrential amounts of killing intent and instantly arrived before Shi Kuang.
This entire space was enveloped by that oppressive might. Shi Kuang's countenance changed drastically as an aura of destruction gushed frantically out from him. He slammed his attacks into his drum at a frenzied rate, manifesting a Heaven-Crippling foot. But at the same moment the foot was manifested, the palm imprint had already arrived. This palm imprint was imbued with tyrannical strength and the supreme worldly aura of a demon overlord, capable of annihilating everything, causing wherever it passed by to turn into a zone of nihility.
A thunderous sound echoed, a crushing force bore down upon Shi Kuang, as his battle drum shattered. Not Shi Kuang, the countenances from the other experts from the Heaven-Crippling Sect behind him all turned deathly pale. They too had to pay a price for Shi Kuang's defeat, their fates were inevitably linked.
Even the stone platform the battle drum was on disintegrated into dust. A beam of light gathered and shot towards Qin Wentian, causing Qin Wentian's aura to perceptibly strengthen. A moment ago, there was one among the remaining eleven who was about to attack but hastily stopped himself. They all now could sense an incredible danger emanating from Qin Wentian.
Qin Wentian's aura got stronger and stronger, and just like what the words engraved on the stone tablet had said. By borrowing the power of the battle drums, using them as a medium, you would even be able to unleash might that surpassed your original cultivation base. Now, even if Qin Wentian didn't depend on his bloodline power, his aura with the aid of the battle drum had already climbed into the sixth level of Heavenly Dipper.
"Now, there's only twelve of us left." Qin Wentian stared at the expert from Radiant Gold as killing intent gleamed in his eyes.
"So what? In that case let me be the first to seek guidance from you." The expert from Radiant Cold grimly stated, his eyes glowing with a golden light. There seemed to be a golden spear flickering in the depths of his eyes, exuding a sharpness that made those who matched his gaze feel pain.
The others didn't reply, but sought their own opponents instead. Twelve participants meant that would be six matches. All of them wanted to defeat their opponents, plundering their battle spirits and grow stronger.
There was no need for Qin Wentian to seek an opponent, he could feel an intense battle intent radiating from the Chosen of the Radiant Gold ancient country. Their gazes were like lightning that clashed against each other in the middle of the air.
"I, Chen Tianling have never met a worthy opponent in my life. Although all of you are powerful, you will all still become my stepping stones to the peak," the expert from Radiant Gold coldly snorted. As the sound of his voice faded, drum echoes resounded through the air, exuding a sharpness that shot up to the heavens. Terrifying radiant golden spears manifested as a flood of them fired towards Qin Wentian.
There was no fear in Qin Wentian's expression. He calmly responded, a palm imprint in the air completely smashed the radiant golden spears into smithereens.
However, an even more terrifying might drifted out. Chen Tianlin's eyes and palms turned completely golden. He ferociously slammed it onto his battle drum, causing a raging wind that contained sharpness within to kick up. Fearsome rumbling sounds resounded in the air, as a glimmering golden spear that caused the sky to change color appeared. This spear was over ten meters long and seemed that there was nothing it couldn't overcome.
"How strong are your palm imprints!" Chen Tianlin roared in anger. Hurling the golden spear forward, a golden trail of light streaked through the air as a terrifying sharpness destroyed everything that was blocking its path to its target.
Qin Wentian's countenance was as serene as ever. Whistling sounds rang out as the sounds already present in the air unified and merged into one as a gargantuan palm imprint penetrated through space, slamming into the golden spear. The golden spear was forcibly halted, but it could still be seen inching forward, wanting nothing more than to tear that palm imprint into pieces. But in the end, that golden spear eventually transformed into a flood of golden light that vanished into thin air; it was unable to break through the palm imprint in the slightest.
"The experts of Radiant Gold didn't even dare to utter a single sentence in the presence of Li Tian. Even among the experts from Radiant Gold, you cannot be considered one of the most dazzling existences. You don't even have the Immortal Martial Medallion, yet you still dared to speak such words of arrogance?" Qin Wentian's voice trembled the heavens and earth, yet Chen Tianlin merely laughed. Rumbling sounds echoed from within his body as terrifying golden light erupted from within, illuminating this entire area with a golden radiance. This was the power of the Radiant Gold bloodline.
"What a joke. You are comparing yourself with Li Tian? Who do you think you are? Do you think that merely with a medallion you can look down on the rest of us? How insufferably arrogant. I shall take your life with this attack of mine." Brazen laughter echoed through the sky, Chen Tianlin's body thrummed with a towering energy from the Mandate of Gold. With a roar of rage, even his long hair turned golden as he unleashed a storm of attacks onto his battle drum.
The booming of the drum thundered out as golden light covered the skies. An even more powerful might erupted from within the battle drum.
"An ant like you?" Qin Wentian calmly replied. After which, he slammed his drum again. This time, silence stole away every sound in their surroundings. It was as though death itself was creeping near.
"BRAZEN!" Chen Tianlin howled in rage, but an uneasy feeling bloomed in his heart. He poured in his entire strength as an even more fearsome might exploded outwards. "A dead man has no rights to talk!" Chen Tianlin coldly declared. But as the sound of his voice faded, an intense sense of overwhelming danger from above suddenly seized him. Chen Tianlin and the others behind him all felt their souls trembling in terror.
A palm imprint that emanated a sense of complete annihilation broke through the void and descended down on him. Chen Tianlin's eyes narrowed, yet he only saw the palm imprint growing larger and larger, exuding the might to collapse the heavens and earth, zooming right towards him!