Ancient Godly Monarch
chapter-1125

Qin Wentian frowned. Seems like Little Rascal was right. These vile beasts must have evil thoughts regarding Nanfeng Yunxi and Purgatory. Right now, they even wanted to interfere with his interactions with Nanfeng Yunxi.

"What does this have to do with you?" Nanfeng Yunxi coldly spoke.

"What do you mean it has nothing to do with me? The people of my White Tiger Race have enjoyed many beauties from the human race before. However, if the Holy Successor of the Southern Phoenix Clan is willing to become my woman, I will definitely treat you well. In the future, our descendants would have two pure bloodlines, they will definitely be extraordinarily powerful." That young man from the White Tiger Race spoke, his words causing many of his tribe members to laugh.

Indeed, their White Tiger Race hadn't tried any women from the Southern Phoenix Clan before. The last time someone abducted the holy maidens from the Southern Phoenix Clan was quite some time ago, done by the Myriad Devil Islands. However, Nanfeng Jiyue slaughtered her way into the Myriad Devil Islands, killing so many that her actions shocked the entire immortal realms. From then on, nobody dared to target the holy maidens of the Southern Phoenix Clan lightly.

"Scram." Nanfeng Yunxi icily stated.

"What a strong personality, as expected of someone who has been through to the ancestral lands. That old phoenix must have purified your bloodline right?" That young man from the White Tiger Race laughed evilly, causing Nanfeng Yunxi and Nanfeng Shengge to feel great disgust.

"It's rumored that the White Tiger Race are all horny and promiscuous individuals. It seems that that is really the case." Nanfeng Yunxi stated in disdain.

"Beauty, do you want to try us?" Another person from the White Tiger Race glanced penetratingly at Nanfeng Shengge as his eyes gleamed with a nefarious light. Such a glance made Nanfeng Shengge feel like she was being stripped naked before it. It felt disgusting to the max.

Qin Wentian's countenance turned cold. These people from the White Tiger Race truly had no fear at all.

"Shengge, they are just a bunch of beasts. There's no need to be angered." Qin Wentian spoke in a low voice to Nanfeng Shengge. As the sound of his voice rang out, that white tiger turned its gaze to Qin Wentian, as an extremely sharp intent gushed forth.

"The demons of the White Tiger Race were actually mocked by some despicable humans as vile beasts. If we were you guys, we would already have slaughtered him right away." From afar, an extremely arrogant voice drifted over. Qin Wentian and his comrades turned their gazes over only to see a few figures approaching them. These people exuded a strong sense of demonic qi and if one were to compare the level of sharpness from their auras, these people were a level higher compared to the white tigers.

The demon who spoke was none other than an individual from the Sky Roc Race. His eyes gleamed with a dazzling light and the contempt within seemed to hold no regards for other races. It was most assuredly a pure-blooded greater demon.

"ROAR!" That white tiger issued thunderous growls, the echo causing the entire mountain to tremble, threatening to break the eardrums of people.

"We can't kill people here. What a pity." That white tiger spoke in human speech. However, he continued issuing low growls which caused several eyes to turn over in this direction. The eyes of the spectators were all filled with interest, this was especially so after they discovered who was Qin Wentian.

Although many years passed, before Qin Wentian entered the immortal sea, his quality of astral souls and immortal foundation was without comparison. It naturally gave the other geniuses a deep impression. It was just that nobody had any idea if Qin Wentian's combat prowess could match the dazzling level of his astral souls and immortal foundation.

As a pure-blooded greater demon, was he powerful enough to tear this man with a perfect saint-grade immortal foundation apart?

More and more figures flew over, arriving at the surroundings of the mountain. Many of them were all demons, they were all keen to watch how this would play out.

Naturally, they were also some humans. But they were content to watch quietly, all of them wanted to know how strong Qin Wentian's combat prowess was.

"We can't kill people here. But there's no matter if you harshly abuse him." That expert from the Sky Roc Race laughed.

"Naturally." The young man from the White Tiger Race stared at Qin Wentian. He then continued, "If you prostrate yourself now in worship of me, and submit to me, becoming my slave mount, I will treat it as nothing has ever happened before."

"As expected of a lowly vile beast." Nanfeng Yunxi's expression turned to ice when she saw how the white tiger insulted Qin Wentian,

"Nanfeng Yunxi, if you are willing to bear my seed, I can also forget what happened earlier." That young man from the White Tiger Race added when he heard Nanfeng Yunxi's words. The other white tigers beside him all started laughing uproariously, their eyes gleaming with lust as they stared at the alluring figures of Nanfeng Yunxi and Nanfeng Shengge.

"Haha, do you want to give birth to a few cubs for me?" Another young man from the White Tiger Race laughed. Such an insult caused Nanfeng Yunxi to rise up in the air as a terrifying aura gushed forth from her. A pair of phoenix wings appeared behind her, the temperature in the air suddenly begin to turn scorchingly hot. With her at the center, flaming fiery balls manifested in her surroundings.

"The Holy Successor of the Southern Phoenix Clan. I really want to see how thick your phoenix blood is. I will tame you well." Another expert from the White Tiger Clan stepped out. This expert has the same level of cultivation as Nanfeng Yunxi - at the second level of immortal foundation. The White Tiger Race was one of the strongest greater demon races of the present era. Although they were lascivious and had nothing in their eyes, there was no denying their pride. They wouldn't initiate by sending out a high-level immortal against Nanfeng Yunxi.

"Are you even worthy to exchange blows with the Holy Successor? Just I alone enough will be sufficient to deal with you." Nanfeng Shengge's silhouette flashed as she appeared some distance away beside Nanfeng Yunxi, staring coldly at the white tiger.

That white tiger glanced at Nanfeng Shengge, when he saw that Nanfeng Shengge was also a beauty, and in addition, she had an innocent charm which made her even more appealing to him. An evil fire lit up in his loins as he stepped out and walked towards Nanfeng Shengge. "If you are defeated, I want you to accompany me and wait on me properly."

"Then let me deal with Nanfeng Yunxi." Yet another white tiger stepped out.

"Just accept your fate and be my slave mount." A third-level immortal white tiger expert also moved forward, staring at Qin Wentian.

Qin Wentian glanced at these white tigers, silently marveling at the power of their bloodline. There were actually so many of them that managed to enter the sacred academy. Although he was disgusted with this race, their outstanding talent was undeniable. These were the innate advantages demonic beasts had over humans.

With a flash of his figure, Qin Wentian soared up into the air. Despite the fact these white tigers who stepped out were members of the royal faction, he will ensure that these white tigers will suffer humiliation today.

"RUMBLE~" Over there at Nanfeng Yunxi's side, the temperature had already risen to an unbearable degree. A phoenix shadow enveloped her entire body as she instantly erupted into battle. Nanfeng Shengge also rushed out at the same instant, causing chaos to erupt abruptly as their killing auras swept over everything.

"Lowly human, even if I can't kill you, I'm going to make you my slave." Qin Wentian's opponent spoke. The '王' character on his forehead shone brilliantly and released a terrifying aura as his body gushed forth with the might of kings. Upon activating his bloodline power, the white tiger grew even more ferocious as a baleful qi towered up into the sky.

"Bzz~" Qin Wentian's body shimmered with dazzling runic light. He, an ordinary human, had a body equal to gods and demons, giving off an extraordinary aura.

Upon seeing this scene, the white tiger howled.

His howls caused a intense bout of killing energy to sweep over heaven and earth. Numerous phantoms of white tigers manifested, all of them rushing at Qin Wentian wanting to rip him apart. That expert from the White Tiger Race stood there unmoving. With a single roar, he unleashed all the power he was capable of, aiming for Qin Wentian. If it was an ordinary person, under the crushing might of his howls, that person would have instantly died.

Qin Wentian could feel how strong this attack was. His lips moved as he muttered a single word, "Suppress!"

As the sound of his voice faded, a brilliant beam of light flashed above him as a tyrannical suppression might bore down on everything. After that, a gigantic ancient character for the word suppression '镇', manifested and shot out at the white tiger phantoms.

Between the two of them, the clashes of their attacks caused the entire space to erupt with chaos. That killing might from the white tiger couldn't do anything to Qin Wentian. In fact, all the phantoms created from the killing energy were completely dissipated by a single word spoken by Qin Wentian. This scene caused the eyes of the other white tigers to flash uneasily as they continued watching the battle.

He actually dissolved the might of a tiger's roar by just speaking a single word.

That word Qin Wentian spoke, contained a wondrous energy within. The power of that word was simply shocking, powered by the art of truth, and it was especially so to his current opponent. When Qin Wentian spoke that word, the white tiger only felt his mind trembling as a formless pressure directly bore down on him.

"ROAR!" That young man from the White Tiger Race roared once again. His palm slammed out, wanting to grab hold of Qin Wentian. Such terrifying balefulness was able to affect the mind and spirit of his enemy. There was no path for Qin Wentian to retreat.

"Exterminate!" Qin Wentian spoke a single word once more, using the power from the art of truth. As the sound of this single word rang out, the heavens and earth seemed to tremble. A fearsome destructive might seemed to be born from the word, directly crushing the defense of his opponent. Multi-colored light enveloped Qin Wentian's body, causing the eyes of the spectators below to stiffen as they stared fixedly at him.

Although the white tiger didn't move when he attacked, he did use an extremely powerful technique. When they glanced at Qin Wentian again, the spectators only saw him standing there simply with his hands clasped behind his back, completely standing still as though he disdained to move from his original location. He only spoke two words, and was able to neutralize such powerful attacks from his opponent.

"Such a weak attack? Is this the capabilities that give you the guts to be so arrogant? As expected of the lowly white tiger race." Qin Wentian mocked sarcastically. His body was like that of a divine being. He stepped out, moving closer to his opponent before punching out with a single fist.

That white tiger expert roared continuously. How dare a petty human like Qin Wentian dare to humiliate him like this? Also, he actually wanted to fight head-on, strength against strength?

He was of the royal faction from the White Tiger Race, there was no need to doubt how strong his combat prowess was. His race had always emphasized on attacks, and their attacks were what made them one of the strongest demonic races in the current era. Other than the royal faction of other greater demons, it was almost impossible for any humans to match them in pure strength.

He roared in rage, cracking sounds echoed from within his body as he transformed back into his true form - that of a gigantic white tiger. A baleful qi instantly permeated the atmosphere as he collided head-on with Qin Wentian who was rushing over.

"BOOM!" A heaven-shaking sound rang out, causing the space to tremble. That white tiger expert cried out in agony as his bones were all fractured. His true form was flung through the air, covered in fresh blood, narrowly smashed into smithereens by one of Qin Wentian's punches.

The other experts from the White Tiger Race rushed forward as fearsome howls rent the air.

Qin Wentian didn't move at all. He still stood in the air as he stared down with disdain at his injured opponent. He then spoke in an ice-cold voice, "Unable to withstand a single strike. I can destroy you with a lift of my hand. Is this the so-called strength you white tigers are so proud of, giving you the illusion that you all have the capabilities to be so brazen?"