Ancient Godly Monarch
chapter-1090

Qin Wentian didn't care what his opponent thought. He continued observing the other battles. Over here, other than Jun Mengchen, there were two other disciples from the Heavenly Talisman Realm. Evidently, the immortal king selected the nine of them carefully although it seemed random from the surface.

The other two disciples from the Heavenly Talisman Realm should be able to clinch victory. They already possessed an advantage and there was no problems for him and Jun Mengchen either. In that case, out of the five remaining battles, they only needed to win a single one and that would be enough.

However, since the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect was prepared, how could the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect not be? The nine they selected were elites as well. For the other five rounds, they had a strong possibility of winning three. As for the two remaining rounds, victory or defeat was still unknown.

"Since you want to observe the other battles, I shall accompany you." Qin Wentian's opponent spoke.

Jun Mengchen wasn't in a hurry to fight as well. He could effortlessly take down a first-level immortal with a single punch. There was no need for him to be anxious at all.

"ROAR!" A startling cheer shook the air as one of the participants killed the other. So it turned out that an expert from the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect gained victory. It was none other than a disciple from the Heavenly Talisman Realm.

However an instant later, another blast of loud cheering could be heard from the Eastern Sage Immortal Army. They too, won a round.

Very swiftly, the score became four to two in the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect's favor. The sounds of their cheering could even tremble the sky. They just needed to win one more battle and they would have won this challenge. Other than Qin Wentian and Jun Mengchen, two more from their side were still frenziedly in battle.

"We must definitely win." The Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect's experts mused silently. If they lost again, victory and defeat would be determined. Even if the two remaining person Qin Wentian and Jun Mengchen won, it would useless.

The golden sand on the ground drifted about from the impact. An expert from the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect coughed out blood. A blood talisman appeared in his hand and as the cost of allowing his opponent to freely blast attacks into him, he shattered the blood talisman on the body of his opponent. Instantly, a blood-colored glow filled the sky as his opponent screamed in misery before all the blood in his body was drained away.

"YES!" Those from the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect cheered wildly, there was still hope that they would win.

Ye Qing and the others also observed the battle. Right now, to think that only Qin Wentian and Jun Mengchen were left. They couldn't help but to feel nervous.

"Let's hope these two fellows will win this for us." Xiao Yehan spoke.

"The chances are extremely low." Hao Yang spoke, "They didn't even know what they were going into when they volunteered. They were simply too gutsy, but if they are defeated, they would both bear the sin of causing our army's morale to diminish. Even in death, their sins wouldn't be wiped away."

"Hao Yang!" Ye Qing berated. Hao Yang shut up, no longer saying anything.

The experts from the Thousand Transformations Army glanced over as their morale weakened. This was simply a battlefield, the loser would always feel suppressed by an invisible pressure. They were one loss away from defeat.

Jun Mengchen's opponent manifested his immortal foundation. With a loud shout, the sky changed colors. Both his fists then punched out with overwhelming force, indomitable and tyrannical.

"Hmph." Jun Mengchen coldly snorted. When he saw the golden streams of fist imprints blasting towards him, he simply raised his fist as might from his immortal foundation surged within. At this moment, Jun Mengchen resembled a king that was the overlord of this world. Punching out, the void trembled violently as a wave of destruction might shattered all the fist imprints of his opponent. The counter-strike was so powerful that even cracks appeared on his opponent's immortal foundation.

"DIE!" Jun Mengchen roared, piercing out with a single finger that promised utter annihilation. With a thunderous bang, his opponent screamed in agony as his immortal foundation shattered, dying on the spot.

This scene caused everyone from the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect to start. A moment later, they recovered and let out an ear-splitting roar. This young man decimated his opponent with a single strike in a single second. This was a great boost to morale and the atmosphere now even felt slightly oppressive to those from the Eastern Sage Army.

Right now, all was dependent on the last battle.

"Powerful." Xiao Yehan praised. "Who would have thought that that cheeky fellow was so powerful. Right now, as long as Tianwen wins, we would have gained victory."

All two hundred thousand experts of both armies were observing this battle.

Jun Mengchen turned his head to glance at Qin Wentian as a smile flickered in his hand. He knew that for this battle of nine rounds, they have already won.

"BOOM!" Qin Wentian's opponent stepped forth. His immortal foundation transformed into a golden immortal ape that possessed terrifying strength. In that instant, a large '凹' shape could be seen in the ground.

"What strength." Those from the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect began to feel nervous when they saw this. This expert from the Eastern Sage Immortal Army was actually so strong. They didn't know if the expert from their side would be able to win against him.

"It's good that we are the last battle, attracting the attention of everyone present. I will take your life here to proclaim our victory!" Qin Wentian's opponent roared. He stomped on the ground once more as terrifying fissures appeared. The golden immortal ape roared in anger and blasted out with its palms, containing so much power that it seemed it could shatter the heavens.

"He is a disciple of the Ape King of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect. Seems like there's no more suspense to this battle." The experts from the Eastern Sage Army silently speculated. The terrifying palm imprints blasted out completely enveloped Qin Wentian, the power behind it was as heavy as Mount Tai, capable of destroying everything. However, what made the expressions of the experts from the Eastern Sage Immortal Army stiffen was that Qin Wentian actually chose not to evade. He simply stood there, seemingly in a daze. Was he too frightened by the strength of his opponent that he couldn't react?

"Trash!" Hao Yang cursed in a low voice. Those from the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect all froze as they watched the palm imprint blasting into Qin Wentian. From their perspective, Qin Wentian's body should have already been shattered apart.

"BOOM!" The palm imprint smashed down. Those from the Eastern Sage Army already let out thunderous cheers as their morale soared up into the skies, celebrating the victory. In contrast, the people from the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect were all silent.

However at this moment, Qin Wentian's armor suddenly flowed with a resplendent immortal light. His aura was vast and majestic, causing people to sigh in admiration. Qin Wentian's entire person was enveloped by a brilliant glow. His body seemed like an indestructible one. The overwhelming power of that palm attack blasted right into him, yet it actually could not break his defense.

"How is this possible?" The cheering from the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect abruptly stopped. How could one's defense be so terrifying? Even with defensive divine armor negating the force, the vibration from the impact should have sent him flying through the air. After all, the attack hit Qin Wentian directly.

"Are you so weak?" Qin Wentian faintly spoke. He stretched his hand out before blasting a palm imprint which shimmered with the blackish light from the law of destruction, aiming for his opponent's chest. Qin Wentian had a perfect physique, how could the disciple of a mere immortal king break the defense of his divine body? It was simply ridiculous.

His opponent suffered a palm strike by Qin Wentian. Instantly, his expression turned ashen as he felt his immortal foundation shattering. He was flung through the air and slammed ruthlessly into the ground, dead.

Just like Jun Mengchen's battle, Qin Wentian insta-killed his opponent.

"FIGHT!" The Thousand Transformations Army let out a heaven-shaking roar, so loud that it even caused Qin Wentian's soul to tremble. This combined pressure was too terrifying, they reversed the situation by winning two rounds and did so by insta-killing their opponents. The morale of the Thousand Transformations Army soared to the peak, easily suppressing the morale of the Eastern Sage Army.

"Let's return." Qin Wentian and Jun Mengchen retreated amidst the sound of welcome cheering. Ye Qing stared at Qin Wentian and Jun Mengchen as she smiled, "Awesome!"

"Beautifully executed." Xiao Yehan also praised. The people of the battle team all raised their thumbs at Jun Mengchen and Qin Wentian. At this moment, both of them could be considered to have truly joined this team and gained their recognition.

"I'm sorry for my words and attitude earlier." Hao Yang apologized to them. Qin Wentian nodded to him, he didn't mind it, he wasn't so petty.

"It's merely a minor nine-man battle. A defeat like this means nothing, many of you are elites of our Eastern Sage Immortal Sect, and the others are all young heroes of our thirteen prefectures. Your opponents are merely a bunch of crows who needed to accumulate battle merit to exchange for cultivation resources, destroying them can be done with the ease of turning our palms." The voice of the immortal king governor from the Eastern Sage Army thundered out, trying to raise the morale. A moment later, the experts from the Eastern Sage Army also started roaring to show their agreement.

"The general of a defeated army only knows how to talk big. If you all want to fight, my hundred-thousand strong Thousand Transformations Army doesn't fear you at all. FIGHT THEN!" The military governor of the Thousand Transformations also roared. Instantly, both armies radiated terrifying might that swept over everything as they stepped closer to each other.

"Assemble the formations!"

"Assemble the formations!" The generals of both armies issued the commands. They won't participate in the battle directly but they can issue orders and control the battle.

The experts from the Eastern Sage Army formed different battle formations. There were formations of flame dragons, of dream demons, or crazed pythons, etc. However, the Thousand Transformations Army only had a single type of battle formation - the Divine Ox Battle Formation formed with the power of ten thousand. This formation would caused an extremely powerful divine ox to manifest, with enough might that can destroy everything.

Chaotic qi swirled around in streams as the scene of destruction unfolded. Golden sand drifted in the air, as the aftershock formed into a fearsome tempest. How overwhelmingly powerful the aura from two hundred-thousand experts were? Only by joining the combat in the flesh, did Qin Wentian truly sense how vast and majestic the pressure was.

Qin Wentian was merely a tiny part of this entire battle formation. At this instant, he could clearly feel how inconsequential he was. Even for peak-level immortal-foundation experts, they were also a tiny grain of sand in perspective of the two hundred-thousand strong armies.

The two armies clashed frenziedly together. Everyone released their immortal energy, infusing into their battle formations respectively. The strongest experts in the battle formation was responsible for controlling it. With a thunderous boom, Qin Wentian's entire body shuddered. Just taking a single-strike from the opponent's formation felt like even the heavens and earth would collapse apart. Fissures appeared on the ground from the impact as gigantic craters were also created.

Qin Wentian's team was facing off against an evil devil formation. Through the repeated clashes, the immortal energy of everyone was being depleted with terrifying speed. Many experts in the formation were already injured from the impact of the clashes. The formations clashed into each other once more as the impact sent people flying through the air, entering the formations of each other by luck as even more chaos ensued.

"The major formation has collapsed. Everyone, form into the minor battle formations with your battle team of a hundred. Don't be confused!" The immortal king in the air directed. The power of minor battle formations also far surpassed the individual strength of a hundred experts.

"Everyone gather together and form the minor formation." Ye Qing spoke. Qin Wentian and the others instantly obeyed, following what they were taught in the training earlier, and formed a demon ox battle formation with Ye Qing as the core that controlled it. Everyone infused their immortal energy within, concentrating it on Ye Qing, allowing her to control it as she pleased.

The chaotic battlefield erupted with numerous attacks aimed at them, yet they were all blocked by the formation. This was the advantage of having a battle formation but at this very moment in front of Ye Qing and the rest, another powerful battle formation appeared, manifesting a gigantic devil. This formation was controlled by a peak-level immortal-foundation expert from the opposing side and was extremely dangerous.

An enormous palm imprint blasted out as energy of the fearsome law of corrosion gushed over. Ye Qing controlled the battle formation to block it. The demon ox formation shone with resplendent light but the manifestation of the demon ox slowly began corroding under the attack from the gigantic devil.