Ancient Godly Monarch

Chapter 803: Two Years

Chapter 803: Two Years

Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire

Eight imposing minotaurs roughly about the size of 1,500 meters with terrifying golden spears in their hands dashed towards Qin Wentian. Just the sight of them was sufficient to make one’s heart quake in fear.

The pressure was too overwhelming, although combat hasn’t started, Qin Wentian already felt a sense of being stifled by the pressure. Although these golden imposing minotaurs only had a cultivation base at the fifth-level of Celestial Phenomenon, their combat prowess far surpassed their level of cultivation.

Staring at those eight figures moving in closer, a fearsome intent to battle emanated from Qin Wentian.

Since this was the combat region, where would there be any logic in retreating? He had to go all out, finding his limits and breaking through it. He also wanted to see how far he can go and how high his combat prowess truly was without borrowing aid from divine weapons.

His constellation unleashed to the limits as the faint shadow of his astral soul materialized behind Qin Wentian. Numerous divinities of suppression appeared as the light from his suppression constellation cascaded on them. The astral energy circulating around them pulsed intensely as they dashed ahead exuding a sense of boundless might.

"ERADICATE!" Qin Wentian spoke with cold arrogance, stepping out. The divinities of suppression shone with dazzling light as they collided into the golden minotaurs, slamming into them. A few explosive sounds echoed and all eight minotaurs were forced back, their bodies turning numb. They instantly understood how powerful Qin Wentian’s violet-gold astral soul was.

"Bzz, bzzz!" Every movement of the spears in the hands of the eight minotaurs had the power to affect the wind and clouds. Before them, an incomparably large circular shield that shimmered with boundless golden light appeared. This was akin to the golden shield which appeared before but was obviously many times stronger. Despite the mounting pressure, they still managed to inch forward as they moved towards Qin Wentian.

"Truly powerful." Qin Wentian was shocked by their strength. Boundless suppression might rumbled down from the skies but to no avail, he could not destroy that ancient golden shield. Although there were cracks appearing, the energy radiating from the eight minotaurs instantly mitigated the damage and repaired it. This shield seemed unbreakable as long as one had enough energy to sustain it.

"RUMBLE~" Qin Wentian dashed out, astral light cascaded on him as his physique transformed into something increasingly closer to a true fiendgod. With a bright flash of light, he executed the incarnation burst technique and countless numbers of Qin Wentian appeared in the surroundings, each of them exuding the might of fiendgods. In the next instant, these Qin Wentians smashed downward towards the minotaurs, the aura they exuded was sufficient to decimate the heavens and earth.

"BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!" The incarnations slam themselves towards the ancient shield. And finally, a thunderous deafening sound finally echoed out as the ancient shield shattered into pieces. However at this moment, the eight spears in the hands of the minotaurs pierced towards the sky, converging together as a beam of divine light shot outwards, destroying everything it came into contact with.

"KILL!" The converged spear of light swept out tyrannically, breaking apart space, wiping out the incarnations of Qin Wentian.

"Bzzz!" Qin Wentian’s wings started flapping. Despite his gigantic size, his speed was as fast and as furious as lightning. He instantly appeared before one of the minotaurs and slammed out with a heaven-suppression palm strike that shimmered with boundless runic light. Another minotaur at the side instantly reacted by stabbing out with his golden spear, yet it only saw Qin Wentian borrowing a leaf from their books. He slammed out with his left palm as runic inscriptions weaved into the form of a shield, blocking that spear strike.

And at the same time, Qin Wentian’s other palm slammed heavily into the chest of his target. The almighty destructive force within blasted directly into the minotaur as his body imploded from within.

Qin Wentian’s silhouette flickered as he sped away. However, the seven minotaurs all stomped the ground, soaring into the air the immortal light from their spears converged together once more, aiming that beam of destruction right at him.

"COLLAPSE!" Qin Wentian roared in rage, stomping down with both his feet, suppressing the fiendgods. His remaining incarnations threw themselves onto the beam of light, causing a blast of explosion that wiped out the seven while he used the opportunity to escape up higher in the air.

"Not bad." The minotaur king on the throne emotionlessly spoke. Once more, he waved his hands as ten more minotaurs appeared.

Qin Wentian’s gaze flashed. He glanced towards the other two battlefields of his fellow sect members. Zi Qingxuan’s combat speed was slightly slower and was currently in combat against numerous demonic beasts just a level higher than her. The speed of those avian species was as quick as lightning and was extremely tough to handle. As for Jun Mengchen, the lion beasts he was fighting was now two levels above him. Currently, a magnificent armor enveloped Jun Mengchen and his entire being exuded an otherworldly might akin to him being the King of all things. Just a single glance at him was sufficient to cause people to tremble.

"This junior apprentice brother is truly powerful." Qin Wentian’s eyes flashed before turning back to his own battlefield. Seems like he shouldn’t have destroyed these powerful minotaurs so quickly and should immerse himself in the process of combat and push for his limits instead. Comprehending insights from combat was the purpose that the combat region palace was created. Any experts would be able to find the very limits of their combat prowess here and eventually, break through them.

As he thought of here, his state of heart grew more relaxed. Staring at the minotaurs underneath him, his silhouette flashed as he moved out, blasting out with his palms downwards, manifesting two palm imprints that resembled angry dragons roaring with tyrannical might.

The minotaurs attacked together, destroying Qin Wentian’s palm imprints. After which, a rumbling sound reverberated out as the minotaurs soared into the air, wanting to encircle and trap Qin Wentian within them.

"Hmph." The Sword Slaughter Constellation and the Suppressive Annihilation Constellation appeared at the same time. Boundless sword light augmented with suppressive might soaked the atmosphere. Qin Wentian’s wings flapped as he dashed towards one of them, and a sharpened spear materialized from astral energy appeared in his hands, stabbing out suddenly with the speed of a lightning bolt, containing boundless suppressive might within.

The other minotaurs all launched out their golden spears to save their brethren when they saw that, driving Qin Wentian back. The terrifying shockwaves born from the impact forced Qin Wentian to speed off in another direction as he selected another target. Although the pressure on him was increasing, he could still handle it.

This battle, lasted for a total of three days. From being pressured initially, Qin Wentian grew more and more skillful and at ease as he grew increasingly proficient at his control of fusion energy. Before this, he always depended on the supreme suppression might to deal with the minotaurs, and the amount of time spent on each battle before this was extremely short. Now, he tried to drag the battles out as long as possible, tempering himself within the combat region, perfecting his attacking methods and techniques.

"If you have exhausted your astral energy, you can take a break to recover." The minotaur king on the throne spoke. Qin Wentian nodded his head. He continued battling until every last iota of astral energy was exhausted before he halted. And during the process, he had destroyed a countless number of minotaurs but the minotaur king could simply ‘replenish’ them with a wave of his hands.

Unknowingly, Qin Wentian had already spent several months within the combat region palace. His usage of his constellation strengthened by a huge degree. The control over this type of energy born from the fusion of true intents in battle gradually grew stronger and stronger as well.

Today, the number of minotaurs in combat against Qin Wentian had already rose to a total of thirty-two.

The might of the attacks grew increasingly terrifying. And at this moment in the battlefield, Qin Wentian stabbed out with his spear as the faintest wisp of law energy permeated the atmosphere. This caused the movements of all the minotaurs to slow. And with a thunderous bang, a minotaur body directly exploded as Qin Wentian retreated.

Faint shadows of his astral souls could be seen behind him, his incarnations shimmered with runic light as well as the fusion energy as they surrounded the minotaurs. As for his main body, he shuttled around the battlefield, like a streak of light, finishing yet another minotaur. His attack speed also grew faster and faster.

"It’s about time." Qin Wentian silently stated. He stood in the air as an even more intense astral light radiated forth. His body was currently undergoing a transformation.

"SUPPRESS THEM ALL!" Qin Wentian roared. Strength flowed in torrential waves, as beams of spear light shot forth like thunderbolts, blasting into the bodies of the minotaurs. An instant later, the entire battlefield turned silent. Qin Wentian floated in the air, the astral light radiating from him grew brighter and brighter and he actually broke through to the fourth-level of Celestial Phenomenon at this moment.

"Not bad. After your breakthrough, you should be able to directly battle against sixth-level minotaur ascendants." The minotaur king on the throne spoke, his eyes flickering with a trace of admiration. Not only that, given Qin Wentian’s overwhelming combat prowess, there wouldn’t be any pressure if he were to fight against an ordinary sixth-level minotaur. And if this was in the outside world, even fighting against ordinary seventh-level ascendants would prove to be of no problem to him.

A humming sound echoed from Qin Wentian’s body, his yuanfu receptacles expanded and the light from his constellations grew even stronger. After several moments, his aura became more and more imposing and when he opened his eyes, gleams of sharpness could be seen within when he stared at the minotaur king on the throne, with a smile etched on his face.

"MORE!" Qin Wentian shouted. That minotaur king waved his hands as four sixth-level minotaurs 1,800 meters in size stepped out towards Qin Wentian, exuding an even more terrifying aura than before.

Qin Wentian dashed out as he began to fight with all he had.

Within the combat region, three grand battles continued without ceasing. Three geniuses forgot the flow of time as they immersed themselves within combat, as though the word ‘fatigue’ didn’t exist in their dictionaries.

However in the external world, spring had gone by and autumn came, time naturally continued flowing. In the blink of an eye, two years had already gone by from the time Qin Wentian left the Driftsnow City. Although the people of Driftsnow City still remembered the storm of commotion caused by Qin Wentian, the topics of conversation regarding those deeds eventually grew lesser as time flowed by. Only when they passed by that ancient weaponized city would their thoughts turn to Qin Wentian.

In these two years, beside the Nine Immortality Bells of the ancient Driftsnow City, there was a beautiful silhouette sitting there. It was none other than Pei Yu and the depth of her emotions caused many to take pity and feel tenderness towards her.

Within the combat region palace, three figures slowly walked out together. Jun Mengchen didn’t forget to call out, "How delightful! Senior brother, your strength is truly powerful. The might you exuded at that last explosive attack was so overwhelming that not even sixty-four of those sixth-level ascendant monsters could withstand your attack. You are simply too awesome!"

Qin Wentian glanced at his junior brother, "Aren’t you even more awesome? At the very end you didn’t even attempt to battle, you merely released the might of your king’s aura and made all those monsters grovel before you. What sort of existence are you exactly?"

"Haha, I was too tired to fight. After seeing both senior brother and senior sister coming out, I couldn’t be bothered to waste time fighting any longer." The lines on Jun Mengchen’s face was extremely exquisite, it was totally impossible to imagine that baleful scene of him reigning supreme as all things in the world prostrated before him. That sight was truly stunning!