Ancient Godly Monarch
chapter-1138

The Fiery-eyed Berserk Ape was from the land of desolation, originating from the Ten Thousand Mountain Range. It is most definitely a greater demon with a very highly-graded bloodline. Yet even so, it could not acquire the rights to sit in the lead seat.

One could say that despite the number of supreme geniuses here, there wouldn't be many who had the qualifications to challenge for the right to sit in the first immortal seat.

"Let me try it." A voice rang out. White-eye, one of the demon kings of the White Tiger Race stepped forth. His cultivation base was at the sixth level and although it wasn't as high as the Fiery-eyed Berserk Ape earlier, the voice from before didn't say that only those with high cultivations can sit in the lead. He, as a king of the White Tiger Race, naturally must try at least once.

White-eye released his king-graded bloodline. With a thunderous boom, he stepped on the immortal seat. However, yet another brilliant burst of astral light covered the sky, painting a scene in the air, revealing his true form in the scene. White-eye howled in madness, frantically defending against the might of the Great Dao blasting on his body. However, although he wanted to endure it, his capabilities were far from enough. A few moments later he was knocked off by a giant palm formed from the might of the Great Dao and his fate was similar to the ape earlier, being slammed ruthlessly onto the ground.

White-eye stood up, his countenance was extremely unsightly to behold. As a king among the white tigers, he actually failed. After him, more and more greater demons attempted yet none succeed.

At this moment, a handsome-looking and fearsome figure stepped up the seat. This man was from the Sky Demon Palace. And when he stood upon the lead seat, he exuded an unexcelled aura. However, not too long after, he was also blasted down from the seat, unable to change anything. The experts from the God Beast Sect failed as well.

That seat was the ultimate seat, in the lead of all these supreme existences. As of now, no one among them seemed qualified yet.

"Bzz~" Abruptly, an aura of sharpness swept over everyone. The eyes of the experts here turned about and they saw a figure soaring up the sky. Golden wings shimmered with incomparably resplendent light and each and every feather were akin to real swords, exuding an ancient mysterious aura.

"The king of our race!" The sky rocs all had incomparably solemn expressions, filled with anticipation for Jia Nantian, hoping that he would be able to obtain the rights to the first seat. Their king would eventually become king of all demons, conquering the world, subduing the demons of the Dragon Island and the Ten Thousand Mountain Range. It was only appropriate for him to sit in the lead.

Jia Nantian transformed back into his true form. Both his eyes contained a supreme pride, gleaming with terrifying light. His figure flashed, resembling a bolt of golden lightning instantly arriving on the immortal seat. Once again, a starry scene appeared in the airspace. Jia Nantian gave a shrill screech and erupted the power of his bloodline, preparing to fight against the pressure.

In the scene painted in the air, an incomparably gigantic roc spread its wings, wanting to cleave heaven and earth apart. It slashed out against the bout of heavenly might of the the Great Dao, wanting to slice it in twain.

All the experts present could feel the earth-rumbling force of that impact. The golden-winged great roc desired to slice apart the bout of heavenly might, yet this feat seemed impossible to be accomplished. A supreme palm formed of the might from the Great Dao slammed over, intending on destroying everything, crashing towards Jia Nantian.

"Swish~" A raging wind kicked up. The great rocs were famed for their speed. Jia Nantian sought to evade the punishment of the heavenly dao but that palm imprint was simply too fierce and too fast. He had no way to evade it despite his best efforts. In the end, he could only fold his wings to protect his body, enduring the power of the punishment headon. The entire space rumbled, and as a deafening explosive sound echoed out, cracks actually appeared on the golden wings of the great roc.

Jia Nantian gave a low grown of misery as his body was knocked down from the seat. But before he landed on the ground, his wings flapped as he soared up into the air once again. Standing loftily in the air, his arrogant eyes surveyed the lead seat as he spoke, "The heavenly might from the Great Dao is simply too powerful. If one doesn't have a saint-grade bloodline, it's destined that no demons would be able to sit upon this seat."

Jia Nantian's voice rang out with a hint of tyranny, it felt as though he was proclaiming that since he failed to obtain the first seat, it was impossible for anyone else to do so. Such spirit was extremely stifling, like the whole world revolved around him.

Naturally nobody believed his words. Another expert stepped up the immortal seat as the starry scene appeared once more. An ancient Kui Ox appeared in the scene, galloping through the air, ramming its horns into the Great Dao. However, his fate was the same as Jia Nantian - he wasn't successful.

"BOOM!" A heavy sound rang out as a spirited-looking young man stepped forth. Qin Wentian's eyes flashed, this man was a greater demon from the Dragon Island, his true form was a demonic dragon.

As this expert stepped upon the seat, the starry scene appeared once again. A terrifying demonic fire dragon appeared. This fire dragon rushed against the bout of power multiple times, firmly believing in the strength of its body. However, despite his attempts, he still failed to break through the bout of pressure from the Great Dao and also ended in failure.

The faces of everyone were solemn as they fell into silence. Seems like this opening of the sacred academy after twelve years to expound on the Great Dao was truly an extraordinary event, nobody among humanity or the demon races were able to be qualified enough to take the lead seat in the first row.

"Most probably Jia Nantian is right. Only greater demons with a pure saint-graded bloodline would be able to sit upon it." Nanfeng Yunxi mumbled. It was too difficult to sit in the first seat, in the lead position over the multitude of supreme experts.

"Do you want to attempt it?" Qin Wentian glanced at Little Rascal who was beside him as he asked. This little fellow was definitely extraordinary. Even Qin Wentian didn't know what race Little Rascal was from.

"Not going up. If I succeed, wouldn't people be so envious of me that they died?" Little Rascal shook his head, his words causing Qin Wentian to laugh. This little fellow was truly getting more and more intelligent. What sort of characters were here? If Little Rascal truly succeeded in sitting on the first seat, it was destined that he would have no more peace during the duration of his stay in the sacred academy.

There's a priority when seeking the Dao, but acquiring Daos doesn't have a priority. Qin Wentian had no intention to fight with these people for the lead seat. If he was interested in the future, he would do so then, but as of now, he had completely no interest.

Nobody managed to sit upon the first seat. As for the two seats in the second row, they became the foremost row in the eyes of everyone. Those who managed to grab a seat here would be able to listen to the lecture of the Great Dao with the most minimum distance.

Clearly, it wouldn't be easy to obtain the qualifications for the rights to sit in the second row. Everyone here was eyeing those seats but no one was so blindly confident, believing that they were qualified.

"For the 3,000 seats, after a seat is acquired, no one else is permitted to seize the seats away from the first person to get it." That ethereal voice rang out again, causing the gazes of everyone to stiffen. This meant that as long as you sat in the seat first, no one else could plunder it away. Those who could get a seat naturally had the qualifications to listen to the lecture of the Great Dao.

"BOOM!" Another white tiger king stepped out. His cultivation base was very high, at the eighth-level of immortal foundation. He walked towards the second row of seats but at this very instant, experts from the demonic dragons and heavenly scorpions race stepped out as well, intending on seizing the seats away.

"King!" The sky rocs glanced at Jia Nantian.

"No one here can sit upon the first immortal seat, resulting in the second row of seats becoming the lead seats. How can it be so easy to obtain the rights to sit within? If they can sit upon it, so be it." Jia Nantian spoke in arrogance, not intending to compete against these demons. Other than him, there were also other greater demons who continued to observe first, staring at these powerful greater demons fighting for the second row of seats.

The Fiery-eyed Berserk Ape moved towards the white tiger king and when the white tiger saw that, he howled in rage causing an air of balefulness to gush out. The '王' character for king appeared on his forehead, wanting to frighten the ape away. However, the Fiery-eyed Berserk Ape transformed into his true form, causing an intense violent chaotic aura to gush out, which caused the hearts of everyone to tremble. The space between the 3,000 seats was very vast, even if the greater demons revert back to their true forms, they wouldn't occupy too large a space.

The auras of the two greater demons collided, shaking the space around them. The white tiger king was enveloped in an air of balefulness, while the Fiery-eyed Berserk Ape was surrounded by crazed flames. Both of them punched out, generating wind storms so powerful that the spectators with lower cultivation bases were flung into the air from the impact of their blows. For those who wanted to take the second row of seats, they had to have powerful bloodlines as well as a sufficiently high level of cultivation. Weaker demons need not even dream about this.

The two greater demons retreated simultaneously. Their eyes bore into each other, no one was willing to concede. However over at the other seat in the second row, the demonic fire dragon expert from before, was now on top of it, fighting against the might from the Great Dao. But the greater demons behind him soon discovered that even for the second row of seats, the heavenly might from the Great Dao was still so great that it was apparent that the demonic dragon had difficulty fighting against it. After a few short moments, the demonic fire dragon was knocked off one of the second seats.

How could the seats on the second row be so easy to obtain?

This caused the expert from the White Tiger Race and the Fiery-eyed Berserk Ape to stop their fight as their expressions turned stiff.

The figure of the white tiger king flashed as he stepped up on a seat in the second row. This time, the Fiery-eyed Berserk Ape didn't obstruct him, allowing his opponent to freely access it. However, after some moments of enduring the pressure, this king-level expert from the White Tiger Race was blasted down, causing all the experts here to be shocked.

After him, the Fiery-eyed Berserk Ape tried but it failed as well.

In the sacred academy, even if the seats are at the second row, they were not qualified to sit upon it.

After that, more and more experts attempted. Jia Nantian finally stepped forward once more, walking up to the immortal seat. He once again transformed into his true-form, fighting against the might from the Great Dao. Both his wings sliced apart space, clashing with the bout of might valiantly and with a mighty roar, Jia Nantian's wings actually managed to slice apart the bout of might from the Great Dao, securing his position on the second immortal seat. The astral light from the seat then covered him. This seat as of now, belonged to him.

"As expected, the golden-winged great rocs of the Sky Roc Race are even rarer than king white tigers of the White Tiger Race. Their bloodline is definitely of a higher grade." Qin Wentian mused in a low voice as he watched on. Right now among the sky rocs, there was only Jia Nantian, the sole golden-winged great roc among them. While the White Tiger Race as quite a few demon kings. Even for the demons of the Dragon Island, their grade of bloodline was a little weaker compared to the golden-winged great roc.

After all, the demon kings of the Dragon Island weren't present while the golden-winged great rocs are kings of the Sky Roc Race.

"Although we cannot obtain the first seat, we must at least get some of the seats near the front. You guys go and obtain seats within the first ten rows." Qin Wentian spoke to the experts from the Battle Saint Tribe. They nodded their heads and advanced forward.

"Let us go as well." Qin Wentian, Nanfeng Yunxi and the others also stepped out, heading forward.

"You guys also want the seats in the front rows?" The experts from the Skymist Immortal Empire stared at Qin Wentian and his comrades. The two powers had always been on opposing ends but no conflict had erupted during their entry into the sacred academy. However at this critical moment of seizing the immortal seats, these experts from the Skymist Immortal Empire seemed to have the intention of acting against Qin Wentian.