Ancient Godly Monarch-Novel2

Chapter 1295: Fighting His Way Up

Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire

"I’m not interested in joining any of the devil halls." Qin Wentian suddenly spoke. The expert beside him had a puzzled look on his face. This immortal realm cultivator came all the way here to the Devil Mountain and he actually said he didn’t want to join any of the Devil Halls?

"In the Fallen Devil Region, I met a white-robed young man from the Devil Mountain. He told me that if I want to find those I’m searching for, I can come to the Devil Mountain. Now, I’ve arrived, but how can I find those I’m seeking?" Qin Wentian asked.

"White-robed young man?" The eyes of that expert flashed. Qin Wentian extended his immortal sense and formed a projection. After that expert saw it, a smile appeared on his face but he shook his head, "I truly have no idea."

"No idea?" Qin Wentian’s eyes flashed. "For those who came from the Devil Mountain, they shouldn’t lie to me right?"

"Since he said that, he naturally has a reason to do so. However, the time isn’t right yet." The person smiled. After which, his silhouette flickered as he left, leaving Qin Wentian to himself.

Staring at this Devil Mountain and at its vast land size, there seemed to be millions of devil palaces here. A single glance couldn’t take in everything at all.

"Maybe, those few devil halls at the top can give you your answer." A misty voice drifted into Qin Wentian’s mind. He inclined his head and stared at those devil halls at the top. Would there be an answer there? action

Qin Wentian lifted his foot and walked over there. The island of ten thousand devils were said to have ten thousand devil halls. However, were there truly ten thousand powers? Clearly it was impossible, since this place was a sacred ground for the devils, those at the peak shouldn’t be too many. Maybe, there would only be a single hall at the very peak.

Heading upwards, Qin Wentian could see statues of devils by the side of the path. For every devil statue, they contained great divine charm and were extremely life-like. Qin Wentian could even feel the will of the devil path emanating from them.

As Qin Wentian continued up, more and more streams of devil will entered his eyes. The immortal energy he cultivates wasn’t suitable with it. Hence, he closed his eyes and continued with a fast speed, wanting to ascend to the peak as soon as he could. He was filled with curiosity with regards to the devil hall at the peak. He also wanted to see what sort of place that was exactly.

For the devil halls on both sides, there would be devil senses sweeping out over Qin Wentian, surveying him. However, he didn’t really care so much. Although it was tough to ascend the Devil Mountain, there were countless numbers of geniuses attempting it everyday. It wasn’t strange to occasionally see someone make it up here.

At this moment, a dragon roar shook the sky. Qin Wentian turned his gaze over, only to see that a demon dragon could be seen among the clouds, descending from the air. The dragon was pulling on a dragon seat, exuding an incomparable imposingness, a throne fit for a king.

Qin Wentian frowned, the young man on the dragon seat was actually someone he knew, Yulong Shengtu.

Yulong Shengtu’s responsibility was to patrol the Myriad Devil Islands. Now that he is back, he just so coincidentally ran into Qin Wentian who had ascended the Devil Mountain.

Yulong Shengtu’s eyes gleamed with a bright light when he saw Qin Wentian. After that, a loud roar shook the skies as the dragon sped right towards Qin Wentian.

Not long after, the Imperial Dragon Army and that darkness dragon were staring at Qin Wentian right in the face, exuding a dangerous aura.

"You actually ascended the Devil Mountain?" Yulong Shengtu’s eyes were like ice. That battle with Qin Wentian was his humiliation. However, this opponent of his actually climbed up the Devil Mountain.

Just like what he had said before, if one day he managed to ascend the mountain, would he be an immortal or a devil?

Qin Wentian smiled at Yulong Shengtu. Yulong Shengtu was acting so imperiously even on the Devil Mountain. Most probably, the devil hall he belonged to should have some status.

"ROAR!" The sound of a dragon roar rang out. On both sides of the path, more experts appeared in the air, staring at Qin Wentian. Yulong Shengtu seemed to have a grudge with this young man who just came up the mountain.

"You are truly audacious." Yulong Shengtu’s voice was cold. "You come from the immortal realms and are an immortal cultivator from a peak immortal power. What’s your purpose for coming up the Devil Mountain?"

"Cultivator from the immortal realms and he is from a peak immortal power?" The eyes of everyone flashed.

"I’m planning to head to the devil hall right at the peak." Qin Wentian calmly replied.

"Haha, planning to steal our devil techniques and pry into our secrets?" Yulong Shengtu’s eyes were like ice. "If it wasn’t for the fact that there can be no slaughter up here, you are already dead at this moment. Scram down the devil mountain yourself and scram as far as you can."

Qin Wentian glanced at Yulong Shengtu as a mocking smile appeared on his face. "I’ve passed the test of the Myriad Devil Sovereign and managed to ascend the mountain. Why do you give me the feeling that you are the master of the devil mountain instead? Also, using this attitude to speak to me...Have you forgotten the humiliation of how the imposing you back then was defeated by me?"

"The Imperial Dragon Saint lost to him before?" The crowd mumbled. In this generation of devil-foundation experts, although Yulong Shengtu wasn’t the strongest, as a chosen of the Imperial Dragon Devil Hall, there was no need to doubt that his strength was extraordinary.

The Yulong Shengtu now was already at the ninth-level, yet he was defeated?

"If you know how the word ’shame’ is written, just scram out of my sight." Qin Wentian lifted his foot and continued forward, not bothering about Yulong Shengtu and his army.

"ARGH!" Yulong Shengtu roared. "If you guys allow an immortal cultivator to walk to the devil hall at the peak, that would be the shame for all of us on the Myriad Devil Islands."

As the sound of Yulong Shengtu’s voice faded, numerous figures appeared before Qin Wentian. Their cultivation bases were all at the peak of devil-foundation. If their cultivations weren’t at this realm, they wouldn’t come out to obstruct Qin Wentian.

"You are an immortal realm cultivator. In that case, just get down the mountain." A devil expert spoke coldly.

"The Myriad Devil Sovereign allowed me to come up here. How can I fail to go up there to take a look?" Qin Wentian quietly spoke, as he continued walking forward.

"From this point all the way to the peak, do you know how many devil halls and how many devil statues there are? Do you think you can really accomplish it?" The voice of the devil expert was like ice. More and more devil experts appeared, intending to block Qin Wentian.

At this moment, Qin Wentian could be even more sure that different people would have different tests when they attempted to ascend the Devil Mountain. The Myriad Devil Sovereign posed to him the question of immortal or devil. However, the test he had for devil cultivators should all be different. The hearts of these people might always be opposed to immortal cultivators and the tests might be designed in a way for them to always be wary, giving them a sense of danger so they will continue working hard in cultivation.

"Even if there are a million devil halls, a million devil statues using their devil will to obstruct me, I will walk through them all ultimately one day." Qin Wentian calmly spoke. He lifted his foot and continued, as his aura and law energy gushed forth, enveloping the atmosphere. Such a powerful body of laws gave the surrounding experts an indomitable feeling.

In Qin Wentian’s hand, a black ancient halberd sparkling with black destructive light appeared.

"BOOM!" The devil cultivators all radiated fearsome auras. Qin Wentian’s silhouette flashed, akin to a great roc as his ancient halberd stabbed straight forth. The treasured demon art he learned from the cauldron was infused into the attacks of this halberd. Terrifying law energy gurgled as the devil expert who spoke earlier was flung through the air from the impact, causing a devil statue to crack and crumble.

"This man is a genius who stands at the ultimate peak in the immortal realms. He must have some unfathomable motives for coming to our Devil Mountain." Yulong Shengtu stood atop the darkness dragon and icily spoke, causing more and more devil experts to appear to block the path.

Everyone who could ascend the mountain would undoubtedly be elite experts. But today, this young man who stood before all of them, was someone who came from the immortal realms. Qin Wentian was a terrifying existence who could slay peak immortal-foundation geniuses when he was just at the seventh-level.

His ancient halberd stabbed out again and again. Everytime he stabbed out, different greater demons would appear: dragon, vermillion bird, great roc, divine elephant, etc. Qin Wentian used these summons to withstand the attacks and continued forward.

"Even if the devil experts blocking me are countless in number, they will never be able to block my heart which seeks to advance." Qin Wentian’s ancient halberd released a towering light. With a sweep of the halberd, another was flung through the air as the devil statue he represented cracked. At this moment, Qin Wentian seemed more like a character from the devil halls. Everywhere he passed by, no one was able to block him.

As he advanced towards the peak, numerous devil experts were flung through the air, heavily injured as their representative statues all shattered. Devil king characters didn’t interfere and no one in the devil-foundation realm was able to block. Everyone already knew that Qin Wentian defeated Yulong Shengtu before, they knew he was strong, but they didn’t expect him to be this strong.

In a certain devil hall at the peak, an old man smiled as he stood there, staring at the scenes below. He could see Qin Wentian, and he couldn’t help but laugh in a low voice, "Didn’t I ask you if you wished to kill all the immortal cultivators who came here? But you actually told them all to ascend the mountain instead."

The person he was referring to, was naturally none other than the white-robed young man with ordinary features. Right now, he had already left the Myriad Devil Islands and was currently in the immortal realms.

"However, seeing an immortal realm cultivator ascending the pathway, sweeping aside those who obstructed him with his halberd, is also an extremely interesting matter." The old man continued to mumble to himself as a smile appeared in his eyes.

This young man wasn’t the first from the immortal realms who ascended the Devil Mountain. About two years ago, there was also another man who used only a single day to ascend the Devil Mountain!