The instant Que Cheng agreed, Shen Ting bellowed as his body sped towards the exit of this battlefield. At the same time of his retreat, he didn't forget to blast his battledrum sending out two streams of attacks.
Shen Ting was very clear that Que Cheng's promise completely had no meaning. If Que Cheng spared him, Qin Wentian could also easily kill him. Hence, choosing to retreat at extreme speed now was the most intelligent choice. In this way, Qin Wentian and Que Cheng would fight each other over who can shatter his battle drum, and not who could kill him.
The other experts from the Great Earth Sect behind Shen Ting also explosively retreated. And indeed, Que Cheng didn't bother with Shen Ting and was preparing to shatter Shen Ting's battle drum according as to his expectation.
His choice was very intelligent but sadly, he miscalculated Qin Wentian's action.
Sword beams whistled through the air, for those from the Great Earth Sect, after Shen Ting severed his connection with his battle drum, they couldn't even stand up to a single strike. Shen Ting's countenance drastically changed as terror suffused his features. He stared at Qin Wentian only to see a gargantuan palm imprint rumbled out, grabbing onto him. A thunderous boom echoed, Shen Ting's bones were completely shattered. Qin Wentian then turned his cold gaze in his direction.
"BOOM!" Shen Ting's battle drum was shattered by Que Cheng, the plundered battle spirit made him grew even stronger.
"ARE YOU CRAZY?!" Shen Ting stared at Qin Wentian in terror. This was a madman, he actually didn't contend against Que Cheng to shatter the drum, choosing to kill him instead. If this wasn't the action of a madman, what was?
"I'm teaching you conduct. But sadly, the price of this lesson is death," Qin Wentian replied coldly.
Shen Ting's expression turned malevolent, he glared hatefully at Qin Wentian as he spat, "Why? Even if you kill me, what awaits you is also death by Que Cheng's hands."
"Ever since he woke the ox demon, his death is already destined." Qin Wentian was as calm as ever as he continued, "I could kill Ye Kongfan with a cultivation base at the fifth level, even if he is stronger than Ye Kongfan, with my cultivation base boosted to the seventh level how could I care about him shattering your drum? Didn't you all say that I don't have the qualifications to be brazen despite having an Immortal Martial Medallion? In that case let me tell you one thing. Indeed, having the medallion can't represent anything, but all of you don't even have the capabilities to obtain one, how could I, Qin Wentian, even care about any of you at all?"
"Madman, you are a madman!" Shen Ting struggled violently as he shrieked. After hearing Qin Wentian's words, he understood that Qin Wentian had never even placed him and Que Cheng in his eyes ever since the beginning. Even though Que Cheng was stronger than him now, Qin Wentian didn't care. So what if Que Cheng plundered an additional battle spirit? He was still nothing in Qin Wentian's eyes. How crazy was this? How arrogant was this?
"You don't understand." Qin Wentian abruptly slammed his palms down on his battle drum. A moment later Shen Ting was completely crushed into a bloody pulp of flesh as he died there just like that.
The hearts of Ye Lingshuang and the others behind Qin Wentian all felt their hearts trembling as they stared at his back. This fellow was truly brazen.
Que Cheng's body crackled with lightning as purple-colored snakes and dragons danced around him. Rumbling sounds of thunder unceasing rang out as he exuded an aura of extreme destruction.
Qin Wentian's words to Shen Ting was to him as well. This kind of arrogance held nothing in its sight.
No matter if it was Shen Ting or him, Que Cheng, they were both indeed dissatisfied that Qin Wentian was able to obtain a medallion. But like what Qin Wentian had said, having a medallion didn't represent anything, but the tone behind his words was extremely domineering.
"I have the medallion, but all of you said I don't have the capabilities to be brazen? Then from that perspective, both of you weren't even qualified to receive one. How could I even put you in my eyes?"
This was what Qin Wentian was saying. Right now their eyes locked gazes amidst the palpable tension in the air. Que Cheng was able to feel even more clearly the self-confidence and loftiness in Qin Wentian's gaze, as though Qin Wentian was the overlord of all.
Que Cheng stomped, as he jumped up and stood on top of his battle drum. Countless faint silhouettes of battle drums could be seen around him. Each and every one of his attacks caused the drums around him to echo out as well.
"The truth will prove everything. COME!" Que Cheng roared. The battle drums vibrated as lightning danced violently, the space between them turned violet as boundless lightning and thunder rumbled the void, shooting straight towards Qin Wentian.
Qin Wentian similarly jumped atop his battle drum. Reverberations from his drums echoed as sword qi roared up into the heavens, sweeping over and clashing with the lightning and thunder zooming towards him, extinguishing both completely.
Lightning and sword both emphasized attacks. Both were extremely tyrannical.
Streaks of angry lightning bolts and sword qi repeatedly clashed against each other in the air. Shockwaves of utter destruction ravaged the surroundings, causing the entire earth to tremble unceasingly.
"Feel the baptism of lightning!" Que Cheng's blood thrummed with power as drum sounds continuously reverberated the air. The lightning around him transformed into countless ferocious looking whips that danced in the air, occupying this entire space. Each of these whips contained a destructive energy flow and shone with a dangerous light.
Qin Wentian's own bloodline power also thrummed as it erupted forth at the same moment. The demonic qi exuded from him towered up the skies as he executed the Fiend Art Transformation. The depth in his eyes became even deeper, the loftiness and arrogance of demonkind in them became even more pronounced.
Sounds of the lightning whips surrounding Que Cheng all struck out towards Qin Wentian, the destructive white light flashed brilliantly as they lashed out through the skies.
Qin Wentian's palms blasted out in anger as the drum sounds from his battle drum shook the heavens. Instantly, numerous palm imprints rushed through the skies, colliding directly with those long whips lashing out.
Crackling and rattling sounds that pierced the ear rang out, the destructive long whips actually split apart the incoming storm of palm imprints. They were akin to the destructive edge of a blade, slicing apart the palms and continued on their way towards Qin Wentian. That flickering white light that emanated from them could clearly be sensed to contain an almighty destruction energy within as they got closer and closer.
Qin Wentian's fingers pressed forward. The drum sounds echoed as a Heaven Breaking Finger appeared in the sky. Boundless sword qi whistled, transforming into a spiral that lacerated everything. Now, the tables were turned, the lashing whips were all split apart underneath the might of this Heaven Breaking Finger, and as the remaining whips descended, Qin Wentian's eyes sparkled with a cold light when he felt the numbing energies contained within. Not only did the whips contain destructive energy, they could caused one's entire body to be numbed as the attack landed, allowing the whips to tear their target effortlessly apart.
"If your strength is only at this level, I'm afraid it's still insufficient," Que Cheng coldly stated. His original cultivation was at the eighth level of Heavenly Dipper. Right now when fused with his battle drum, his cultivation base had also been lifted to the eighth level which matched with his original strength, allowing him to unleash his strongest attacks at will.
The crackling sounds in the air became increasingly terrifying. Lightning roiled about, the snakes and dragons made from lightning all congregated together into a ball before erupting outwards with incredible power, transforming into hundreds of thousands of long whips.
"Destroy!" Que Cheng raged. The long whips lashed out as the drum echoes thundered simultaneously. Lightning danced wildly in the skies as Qin Wentian only saw boundless destructive long whips slamming down onto him. The entire sky was engulfed in destructive lightning energy, so strong that it caused one to be stifled.
"RISE!" Qin Wentian roared in anger. Instantly, the entire stone platform he was on actually floated up in the air. Ye Lingshuang and the others were all brought away, soaring up into the skies.
The demonic qi from Qin Wentian intensified in an incredible way, his entire physique underwent demonic transformation; his pair of wings opened and wrapped protectively around Ye Lingshuang and his other comrades. Those lofty eyes of his scanned the horizon as he continuously stepped out, manifesting a storm of sword qi. He then unleashed his attack, causing palm imprints to cover the skies as he himself actually rushed head on towards the long whips of lightning descending on him.
"Break!" Qin Wentian howled, as sword light and palm imprints blasted upwards to the net of lightning whips lashing down on him.
"Hmph," Que Cheng snorted coldly, he madly blasted onto his battle drum as the long whips in the air actually gathered together into one, becoming incredibly thick and powerful, and destroying the sword light and palm imprints sent out by Qin Wentian.
The sharpness in Qin Wentian's eyes resembled a sword, an astral heavenly hammer appeared in his hand as he smashed it upwards. Numerous terrifying mountain peaks actually manifested, causing a sense of heaviness to fill the air. Blasting the peaks upwards to buy time, Qin Wentian simultaneously brought the stone platform he was on and rushed forward, all the while blasting out with his palm imprints. The force he sent out was so powerful that the void trembled continuously, and a stream of destructive imprints directly bore down upon Que Cheng.
Que Cheng was long prepared. The destructive palm imprints of Qin Wentian appeared right from the void and were filled with tyrannical strength. He roared in anger as a clone of lightning appeared before him, promptly self-destructing and wiping out the force of the palm imprints.
"KILL!" Que Cheng howled in rage, the long whip in the air ignored everything and cut out with blinding speed towards Qin Wentian. "Either you die or I die, only one can survive among the two of us!"
Que Cheng was extremely confident, there was no way Qin Wentian would be able to block his attack.
Qin Wentian erupted forth in madness, relentlessly unleashing attacks on his battle drums and hurling mountain peaks up to block the lightning whip lashing downwards. He blasted out yet another wave of palm imprints, targeting Que Cheng.
"It's useless, you are dead for sure!" Que Cheng roared. Another clone formed of lightning appeared before him again, blocking Qin Wentian's attack.
Despite that, Qin Wentian didn't seem to care at all. He summoned his strength and blasted out on his battle drum once more. But this time around, there was actually no sound. The echoes of the drum were completely silent.
A scene filled with blood suddenly appeared in Que Cheng's mind, the lightning clone before him exploded in an attempt at a hurried defense, and then a nightmarish dream will invaded his sea of consciousness.
A piercing sound rang out in conjunction with a cold voice as a blood red halberd exited the void, penetrating through Que Cheng's brow and causing a spray of fresh blood to splash out.
The destructive whip that descended down from the skies flopped lifelessly as the lightning energy that sustained it faded away. Qin Wentian then blasted out another palm strike towards the other disciples from the Violet Thunder Sect.
Deep rumbling sounds thundered as Que Cheng's battle drum and the stone platform he was standing on collapsed into pieces. The other experts of the Violet Thunder Sect were all completely exterminated.
An intense light flashed, zooming towards Qin Wentian and in an instant, Qin Wentian felt his aura rushing through the peak of the seventh and eighth level, directly stepping into the ninth level of the Heavenly Dipper Realm.
Que Cheng himself earlier was already near the peak of the eighth level, but now, after his battle spirit was plundered away, Qin Wentian directly entered the ninth level of Heavenly Dipper.
"RUMBLE!" The remaining stone platforms collapsed one after another as a countless number of battle drums flew towards the stone tablet behind Qin Wentian.
Qin Wentian turned around, only to see a resplendent glow that radiated from the stone tablet was converging into a beam of shimmering light that shot towards him, enveloping him within.