In Xuan King City, Shang Tong wanted his death, and when in the Immortal Martial Realm, he even acted out against Ye Lingshuang and the others. Now that Shang Tong was in his hands, how could Qin Wentian release him so easily?
If he did release Shang Tong, people would no longer be ridiculing Shang Tong, but would be ridiculing him instead.
If he released Shang Tong, would he be grateful to him?
The experts from the royal Shang Clan narrowed their eyes as they stared at Qin Wentian. Right now with Shang Tong in his grasp, Qin Wentian only needed an instant to kill him. And from his tone earlier, it was evident he wanted Shang Tong dead.
The elder from the Royal Sacred Clan was completely incensed. It was he who told Shang Tong to fight against Qin Wentian. And the hidden meaning of him saying such words was obvious that even if Shang Tong lost, with him here nobody would dare to touch his life. Although he didn't explicitly state it, everyone in the crowd understood. Qin Wentian naturally understood as well.
If earlier, Qin Wentian's provocation of Shang Tong could be likened to not giving him face, then right now if he really killed Shang Tong, it wasn't merely just not giving him face but rather, it would be like a harsh slap on the face of this elder from the Royal Sacred Sect.
How many years had it been since he had met someone who dared to be so brazen in front of him. The majority of those experts from the Royal Sacred Sect didn't even dare to speak loudly in front of him. But today, a junior actually treated his existence like thin air.
Not only that, he had originally wanted to recruit him as his own disciple.
His two young-looking disciples of his stepped out as a surge of violent aura abruptly gushed towards Qin Wentian. Their eyes, akin to the edges of sharp blades, were overflowing with killing intent, and riveted upon Qin Wentian. They then stated coldly, "Do you understand what you are doing?"
Qin Wentian swept his gaze to the two in front of him. Him acting against Shang Tong actually had no cause nor relation to these people. No matter if they were here or not, he would still kill Shang Tong.
"Wanting me to release someone who wants to kill me? Impossible," Qin Wentian shifted his gaze onto the old man as he replied.
The elder's eyes flashed coldly, he matched Qin Wentian's gaze as he imperiously commanded, "Release him!"
Only two words, yet those words contained a weight that couldn't be ignored. He didn't care what grudge Qin Wentian had with Shang Tong. He only knew that Qin Wentian had to release Shang Tong, and he had to release him without harming a hair on his head solely because he was the one commanding it.
Shang Tong's expression was incomparably malevolent, his eyes that were shining with golden light were staring hatefully at Qin Wentian. Shang Tong wanted nothing more than to tear Qin Wentian into pieces. His face had been completely thrown away today.
The gazes of the crowd all turned to Qin Wentian, waiting for his decision.
Shang Tong was a crown prince of Grand Shang. His status was extraordinary and additionally there was pressure from an elder of the Royal Sacred Sect here today. Would Qin Wentian really dare to touch Shang Tong?
Time seemed to stop, it was so quiet that you could hear a pin drop. Would Qin Wentian choose to kill Shang Tong?
The gaze of the Medicine Sovereign also shifted in that direction. Mo Qingcheng turned her head and stared at her master as an earnest hope shone in her eyes. Qin Wentian was facing off against an elder of the Royal Sacred Sect, if there was anyone present here that could suppress that elder, the Medicine Sovereign would be the only one. If not, there would be no one else that would have the ability to help Qin Wentian.
Naturally Mo Qingcheng would be worried upon seeing Qin Wentian facing such a situation. However, the Medicine Sovereign seemed as though he didn't notice Mo Qingcheng's pleading look, he was staring ahead with a smile as though the scene playing out had nothing to do with him. He also wanted to see what choice Qin Wentian would make.
The old man beside the Medicine Sovereign was also standing there quietly as though he didn't exist at all. Right now, his eyes were narrowed as he also stared in the direction of Qin Wentian. And just as before, there was no aura being emanated from him. Yet for those who knew him, they all knew that the moment his eyes narrowed was actually the most dangerous time of all.
The two young men from the Royal Sacred Sect took another step forward when they saw that Qin Wentian had no intentions of releasing Shang Tong. That towering killing intent frenziedly spiralled out. If Qin Wentian still refused to obey, they would kill Qin Wentian instantly.
Their master was actually disregarded by a junior. Right now, if the two of them don't make use of this god-sent opportunity to perform a little, it would truly be too foolish.
"If a single strand of hair is missing from his head, you won't be able to bear the consequences," one of the two icily stated. He didn't care about the fact that Qin Wentian was ranked first in the Immortal Martial Realm, that had nothing to do with him. He was a disciple of the Royal Sacred Sect, and what he cared about was the opinion his master had towards him. As for Qin Wentian, no matter how extraordinary his talent was, did he think he could interfere in something an elder of the Royal Sacred Sect had forbade him to?
Qin Wentian sensed the killing intent of those two pressing down on him, and he glanced once more at the elder from the Royal Sacred Sect. The elder had an emotionless expression on and seemed extremely calm, as though he had no feelings at all. It was as if he was very sure that Qin Wentian wouldn't dare to kill Shang Tong. For the people here, none would dare to defy his words.
Facing an elder-level character of the Royal Sacred Sect, nobody dared to ignore the consequences. Qin Wentian wouldn't dare to as well.
Today, if he released Shang Tong, this elder of the Royal Sacred Sect would still bear a grudge towards him, but he wouldn't personally act to make things difficult for him openly; after all, Qin Wentian was just a junior. But nobody knew if he would command the Grand Shang Empire to do things in the shadows.
In any case, no matter what happened, this debt of hatred had already been formed today between Qin Wentian and the Grand Shang Empire. The Grand Shang Empire would surely act to deal with him sooner or later.
In fact, this debt of hatred had already formed when Shang Tong wanted to kill him in Xuan King City in the past. At that time, Shang Tong was high up and was bullying him, hence Grand Shang didn't care. But now was different, the roles had been reversed and it was him dealing with Shang Tong.
"No matter the consequences, his life is mine for sure," the sound of Qin Wentian's voice drifted out, containing an unwaverable resolution within. After which, his palms blasted out as an incomparable terrifying attack slammed towards Shang Tong. Only despair remained in the eyes of Shang Tong, he didn't expect that Qin Wentian would actually dare to kill him.
An explosive sound thundered out, causing the hearts of everyone to pound violently. The crowd only saw Shang Tong's body falling from the air as his head exploded. He was mercilessly slain by Qin Wentian.
A cold wind whistled through the air, the eyes of everyone were completely focused on Qin Wentian. The top ranker of the Immortal Martial Realm had actually truly slain the crown prince of Grand Shang in public.
The death of a crown prince of Grand Shang concerned the prestige of that empire. Shang Tong was the son of the ruler of an empire that was a top-tier power in the Royal Sacred Region, yet Qin Wentian had actually dared to kill him.
All of these factors, Qin Wentian naturally had already considered. Even if he spared Shang Tong, would Shang Tong stop his revenge? Could it be that Qin Wentian had to be in a passive position forever? He and his friends could only be bullied, but they couldn't retaliate?
If he didn't do this, Qin Wentian wouldn't be able to maintain his mental state of mind. If he didn't even dare to kill a mere crown prince from Grand Shang, how would he be qualified to follow in the footsteps of his parents in the future? He wouldn't even be qualified to find out the truth of what happened to his parents, let alone talk about trampling over the fiendgod clans. That, wasn't something he wanted.
Even if killing intent brought about an overwhelming pressure, he would still face it.
Those from the Grand Shang Empire personally witnessed Qin Wentian killing Shang Tong in front of their eyes. An incomparably terrifying tempest instantly bore down upon Qin Wentian.
"You are courting death," the two young man from the Royal Sacred Sect icily spat. They advanced forth, but at the same instant they had stepped out, beams of sword light flashed past. Sword qi whistled through the air as several swords floated in front of Qin Wentian, all of them vibrating with loud hums.
Behind Qin Wentian, numerous silhouettes appeared. The combined sword intent in the air now was beyond terrifying. These people encircled the two young men from the Royal Sacred Sect, and they were naturally none other than those from the Battle Sword Sect.
Earlier they had been maintaining their silence, even when the elder from the Royal Sacred Sect wanted to poach Qin Wentian away. If Qin Wentian agreed, they would have said nothing. However, since Qin Wentian had rejected him, and these people still wanted to act against him, how could those from the Battle Sword Sect not interfere?
"Scram!," a glacial voice rang out. The Flame Mountain Sword Sovereign walked over to Qin Wentian's side as he stared at the old man ahead, "Do you all treat my Battle Sword Sect as non-existent?"
The Battle Sword Sect also had a faction of power within the Royal Sacred Sect. Hence, there was no need for them to show respect to those from the Grand Shang Faction, let alone the fact that they were trying to poach their members.
The experts from the Grand Shang Empire also stepped out with the elder in the middle. Both parties were staring at each other, in the midst of a confrontation.
"He killed a junior of my clan right in front of my eyes. You all wish to interfere in this matter?" the old man stared at the Flame Mountain Sword Sovereign as he asked.
"What a joke. Earlier, everyone in the vicinity had clearly heard Qin Wentian's words. Could it be that Shang Tong was allowed to kill him when he was weaker, but he isn't allowed to retaliate now that he's stronger? You can only blame that junior from your clan for being useless. And you, stepping out because of trash that has totally thrown away the prestige of the Royal Sacred Sect. In front of all the spectators, you would do better to save yourself some face," the Flame Mountain Sword Sovereign retorted.
"My disciple warned him, if Shang Tong even loses a hair on his head, I will hold him responsible." That elder was as though he hadn't heard the Flame Mountain Sword Sovereign's words. A towering terrifying pressure erupted forth from him, pressing towards Qin Wentian.
"His life is mine for sure," the elder from the Royal Sacred Sect coldly spoke, mimicking Qin Wentian's words.
So what if Qin Wentian was the top ranker of the Immortal Martial Realm, he would still kill him today.
"Try saying that again?" an ice-cold voice abruptly drifted over. The next instant, the heavens and earth roared in protest as a surge of bone-chilling cold killing intent permeated this entire space, causing everyone to feel terror in the depths of their souls. This aura, when compared to that of the elder from the Royal Sacred Sect, was even more terrifying and not only that, his killing intent was targeted precisely at that elder.
Two terrifying auras collided against each other in mid air as crackling sounds echoed out. A terrifying light gleamed in the eyes of the elder, the bone-chilling intent had actually diminished his aura forcibly and had even enveloped everyone here from the Grand Shang Empire. Those people all had terror-stricken expressions as they stared in the direction of the monstrous expert.
They were staring in the direction of the Medicine Sovereign, yet that bone-chilling killing intent wasn't emitted by the Medicine Sovereign. In fact, it actually originated from the old man standing beside the Medicine Sovereign. His eyes were narrowed and the instant he stepped out, violent flows of chaotic qi engulfed this region, madly whistling through the air towards those from Grand Shang Empire. In the blink of an eye, everyone except that elder from the Royal Sacred Clan had all involuntarily retreated, their faces all turning pale white.
"Try saying that again?" That old man with the narrowed eyes emanated a beyond terrifying aura as he stared at the elder from the Royal Sacred Sect. The concentrated killing intent in the air was no joke. It was as though as long as the elder from the Royal Sacred Sect said that again, he would suffer the same fate as Shang Tong!