Chapter 836: One Palm


    Trantor: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire


    The Sage Devil Gorge was located in the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect. It is extremely vast, and this entire region was enveloped by a towering formation.


    This is a ce for disciples of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect to temper themselves in blood. After a period of time, they would always use this ce to temper elites, selecting the most outstanding disciples from the batch. For everyone that stepped into this ce, cultivators of the same level were able to fight to the death, it was extremely brutal and nobody knew how many geniuses had fallen here.


    At this moment, the immortal from the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect led the participants and stood in the air space above the gorge.


    Qin Wentian peered downwards and saw a light screen. Through the light screen, he could make out a gorge so boundlessly vast that it seemed akin to another world.


    "Go on in, you can exit just by entering the spatial formations. When the remaining number of participants bes 160, I will naturally stop the test. Now, many disciples of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect are waiting for you all in there. Don’t show any mercy there, once you step inside, cultivators of the same level as you would be able to spot you easily and instantly begin a ughter. Also, no divine weapons are allowed during this test."


    The immortal spoke as the countenances of everyone turned solemn. They knew the difficulty level of this test and if they are careless in the slightest, they would be buried within the Sage Devil Gorge.


    The immortal waved his hands, signally for everyone to enter. The participants knew that there was a high chance of them falling here but the instant they passed this test, they would have achieved their target, bing a core disciple of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect. Not only that, they would even gain a chance to sit together with the truly major characters of the thirteen prefectures.


    Such an opportunity was extremely hard toe by. To immortal kings, no matter how strong your talent might be, you are nothing but an existence at the bottom.


    For immortal kings, they could kill you with the wave of a hand. Back then, none of them weren’t characters that exuded magnificence through the generations. They only achieved the position they had today through countless bloody tempering exercises to temper their hearts, maturing as they sought out good fortune, countless years of arduous cultivation.


    The participants thought to themselves. They definitely had to enter the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect and do their best in cultivation, being able to be an existence like an immortal king who could peer down with disdain on almost everything. Even in the perspective of the thirteen prefectures, immortal kings were major characters that could open their own tyrannical sect or lord over an entire region.


    The participants stepped into the Sage Devil Gorge one after another, vanishing from view.


    Qin Wentian directly appeared within after stepping forward. There was a river beside him with mountains in the distance. This Sage Devil Gorge is a separate dimension.


    "I’ve recovered all my energy. However, despite our next opponents being at the same cultivation level, as disciples of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect, their power must most definitely be tyrannical. It’s best to be cautious." Qin Wentian mused, sending his perception outwards. However, there seemed to be no one near his immediate surroundings.


    At another entrance of the Sage Devil Gorge, there were many heaven chosen that wore the clothing of simr style gathering there. There were actually several thousand people, and were many times morepared to the number of participants who stepped into the Sage Devil Gorge. A majority of these heaven chosen were external disciples of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect, but there were some core disciples as well. In fact, there were even true elites that were going to participate in this blood exercise.


    The difference could be ascertained from their robes. External disciples were d in robes colored a faint gold. Core disciples wore golden robes with a richer hue. As for elites, they were d in scarlet golden robes, with resplendent crimson markings that were extremely dazzling, making them very conspicuous among the crowd.


    Their positions were also clearly designated. Irregardless of cultivation level, elite disciples stood at the very front, core disciples stood in the middle, while external disciples, whose numbers are thergest, all stood at the back.


    "For this hunt, don’t show any mercy. It goes without saying how important this exercise is to all of you. You have to do your best and not throw away the face of our Eastern Sage Immortal Sect, losing to a bunch of newbies who just recently arrived." An elite disciple spoke, his eyes flickering with loftiness. Casting his gaze far away, he could see several pinpoints of light. Every pinpoint of light represented a cultivator on the same level as him.


    Not only him, the others could also see those on the same level as them, existing in the form of pinpoints.


    "These fellows still don’t know that once you release your aura, you would immediately divulge your position when in the Sage Devil Gorge. Next, show me your best effort." That elite disciple spoke once more as the heaven chosen behind him all galloped into the gorge.


    This was clearly not going to be a fair fight. For those participants who entered the Sage Devil Gorge, they won’t be able to tell the locations of their opponents. But the other party would instantly be able to know their locations the instant they released their aura.


    At this moment, all the participants had already entered. They had no idea that the disciples from the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect had already locked down on their positions and were speeding over.


    Qin Wentian followed a river and came to an ancient tree. He sat there cross-legged, in a cultivation posture. Faint wisps of his aura emanated from him as he warily kept a lookout on his surroundings, preparing to fight at any moment.


    Whistling sounds drifted over. Qin Wentian’s aura fluctuated as he opened his eyes, and an instantter, he noticed a figure appearing not far away from him.


    This man who appeared was d in faint-golden robes. His eyes shone with sharpness and was none other than an already existing external disciple of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect.


    "Qin Wentian, #27 of Cloud Prefecture." That man nced as Qin Wentian’s medallion as he calmly stated. "I heard the selection this time round would only choose a total of 160 individuals. If we based this on ranking, only 12 or 13 from each of the thirteen prefectures would be core disciple. Since you are from the weaker Cloud Prefecture, an even fewer amount of people would be able to make it. You should have the potential to be an external disciple but that’s only it, just the potential to and you are not officially part of the sect yet."


    Qin Wentian nced at his opponent. Indeed, as part of the weaker prefectures, it would already be not bad if they were able to have 10 participants from their prefecture able to be core disciples.


    "So?" Qin Wentian asked.


    "So, I’m afraid you won’t be able to exit this ce." That person spoke as he continued moving forward. The eyes that he looked at Qin Wentian with, turned cold as they flickered with killing intent.


    "Seems like you are merely an external disciple. If this is the case, just scram." Qin Wentian spoke. After that, he closed his eyes again. He disdained to act against an external disciple.


    That person halted his movements as astonishment painted his face. After which, a cold smile curled his lips. How interesting, this is the first time he joined a hunting exercise and to think he would already meet such an interesting person. This Qin Wentian was even more arrogant than core disciples. His tone of voice was simply ridiculous.


    What’s even more ridiculous is that this man was actually so ignorant to the extent where he closed his eyes as though it was only natural to do so. Did he really think himself as extremely powerful?


    "Bzz!"


    He stretched both his palms out as fearsome golden mes appeared there. A current of mystical fire embers circted around his palms as the air in the surroundings evaporated. In just an instant, his entire body seemed to be bathing in that terrifying golden me and his palms seemed capable of tearing apart the hardest substance in the world.


    "BANG!"


    Stepping out, rumbling sounds echoed from the earth. The ground he was standing on was charred ck. When he dashed out, a terrifying current of fire gushed forth in the surroundings as he appeared before Qin Wentian almost instantly. sting out with his palms, his palms seemed to transform into a sword of golden me that shed down with no mercy.


    Qin Wentian still sat cross-legged. He lifted his palm that shimmered with terrifying runic light, containing an indomitable might as he sted out directly meeting his opponent’s attack head on. A deafening sound rang out, the palm imprint he manifested was as stable as a mountain and his opponent had no way to sh through it.


    However, the expression of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect’s external disciple didn’t change. A brilliant light radiated from his body as a boundless energy circted to his palm, causing another extremely terrifying zing palm print to st out, attempting to melt Qin Wentian’s palm imprint away. At the same time, an aura of sharpness shed out, cleanly severing Qin Wentian’s palm imprint into two.


    That mocking smile was still on the face of that disciple. He stared at Qin Wentian who was sitting cross-legged as a fearsome destructive energy pierced out, wanting to prate right through Qin Wentian.


    Qin Wentian’s palm shimmered with an even more resplendent light, as he sted out a palm strike that contained a fearsome suppressive might within. At the same time, a marvelous energy permeated the air. With a thunderous boom, both their attacks collided once more. This time around, that disciple was actually forced back, the strength of his attacks had no way to ovee that of Qin Wentian’s.


    "BOOM!" A constetion manifested, it was in the form of an iparably zing golden palm that surrounded the disciple. He than roared in rage, and mmed out with the force of a violent storm, smashing towards Qin Wentian.


    "You are courting death." A blood-colored light shed past Qin Wentian’s eyes as a battle halo appeared around him. The light radiating from him illuminated this space as a towering battle will erupted forth, making him resemble an absolute war king. For the third time, he sted out with his palm. This time around, a blood-colored palm strike that was capable of battling against the heavens sted out with enough might to kill even gods if they obstructed his way.


    "BOOM BOOM BOOM!" The blood-colored palm imprint contained a terrifying energy that could annihte anything. The disciple’s attacks were smashed apart, he couldn’t defend at all. The palm imprint sted into his body and with an explosive boom, the disciple was directly flung through the air. In an instant, the golden palm constetion vanished, the discipleid on the ground unmoving, dead from the impact.


    Qin Wentian then closed his eyes again, as though nothing had happened as he continued with his cultivation. If there’s anyone else who wanted to disrupt him, they should understand the consequences just from seeing the corpse lying on the ground!