Ancient Godly Monarch
chapter-800

"Recalcitrant fool." The Driftsnow Master’s voice was ice cold. The majestic and imposing Driftsnow City vibrated and its wings flapped furiously, soaring ahead. The countenance of the Driftsnow Master’s was ice cold. His palms grabbed towards the air as a resounding boom echoed throughout this space, turning the entire skies golden.

Boundless golden light flowed about, as many golden-colored diagrams appeared in the skies.

Jiang Zhuqing stepped back when he saw this scene, wanting to retreat. He knew his strength was inferior to the Driftsnow Master and he had no wish to contend against him in a head on collision. He would choose to wait. Unless the Driftsnow Master can exist forever and Qin Wentian can hide in the city forever.

However at this very moment, a sense of immense crisis suddenly descended on him. Jiang Zhuqing’s countenance stiffened, he turned back as the lance of darkness appeared once more as he stabbed outwards. Over there, there was an almighty saber light, cleaving down from the skies akin to a bolt of lightning that completely sliced the void apart. This saber strike could only be described as world-shaking.

"BANG!" The lance smashed into the saber light and was cleaved into twain at the middle. Jiang Zhuqing’s silhouette rapidly retreated with terrifying explosive noises thundering from his back. His countenance paled, this sudden saber strike had instantly landed him in a precarious position filled with nothing but despair.

"RUMBLE~!" A gigantic palm imprint containing torrential might from the Driftsnow Master smashed down on him, blasting his defenses. Jiang Zhuqing’s body trembled violently, his eyes fixed ahead. He didn’t glance at the Driftsnow Master, but instead, was looking at a figure who just appeared.

"We never have any grudges before, why did you ambush me?" Jiang Zhuqing was extremely unwilling. He was an immortal king but because of that sudden strike from the Saberlord of Death, he would die here for sure. He was extremely unwilling to accept this.

"I’ve never needed a reason to kill people. I kill whenever I want to." The black-robed man emotionlessly spoke. He was the master of Ghost Saber Mu Yan, the Saberlord of Death.

Mu Yan’s saber arts have inherited the style of his master, if the saber was unsheathed, it must see blood. His saber, was his law. His personality was unable to be easily discerned.

Countless spectators opened their mouths in amazement staring at the changes of the situation. Never did they expect that sudden saber strike. The Saberlord of Death actually acted against Jiang Zhuqing at such a crucial moment.

That saber strike surpassed the imaginations of everyone, and also decreed that Jiang Zhuqing, an immortal king, would be buried here.

Was the Jiang Clan completely finished just like that?

"I’M UNWILLING!" Jiang Zhuqing’s expression was incomparably wretched, the immortal light radiating from him started fading as his life faded away. He wanted to muster all his strength for a last all-out attack, yet he only saw the palm of the Driftsnow Master blasting forth again, smashing into him.

Even in death, Jiang Zhuqing’s eyes were still wide open. His face was painted with reluctance.

"The treasures on his body shall belong to me, the Driftsnow Master wouldn’t have any objections right?" The Saberlord of Death spoke to the Driftsnow Master.

"Take them." The Driftsnow Master waved his hands. A moment later, Jiang Zhuqing’s corpse flew towards the Saberlord of Death. The Saberlord naturally wasn’t polite and directly took Jiang Zhuqing’s interspatial ring.

As the leader of a peak power that was a sacred ground of the Cloud Prefecture, how many treasures did Jiang Zhuqing have exactly?

That saber strike from the Saberlord of Death was priceless. He was many times more intelligent compared to those experts who coveted Qin Wentian’s city. The instant he acted, he took away the entire wealth of an immortal king.

However this saber strike of his required determination, and courage as well. That strike was aimed to kill an immortal king hence it naturally packed sufficient force within.

And the rewards reaped from this saber strike, far surpassed the imaginations of the crowd.

"Many thanks." The Saberlord nodded to the Driftsnow Master. Nobody knew that the real reason he acted to kill Jiang Zhuqing wasn’t for the treasures on his body. But naturally, he wouldn’t say anything to refute what people thought of his objectives.

From afar, there were countless experts who watched this scene. However, they didn’t reveal themselves. These included the major powers whom the Driftsnow Master killed the members of earlier.

The Jiang Clan had been eradicated, how could they dare to show themselves? This storm of commotion caused by Qin Wentian was too terrifying. The scope it had was simply inconceivable.

No matter how weak the Jiang Clan was, it was still a sacred ground for weaponsmithing. But now, the foundations of this powerful clan had been wiped out in an instant, how could the rush of impact this creates not be great?

"This city should continue to remain here. Even if you passed it to him now, he has no way to control it fully to leave. Wait till he grows stronger before he comes by to collect it again." The Saberlord spoke, as the Driftsnow Master cast a deep glance at him.

"I have no grudges with Qin Wentian. I believed even if I killed him, I wouldn’t be able to acquire this city. Trust me, I have no ill intentions." The Saberlord of Death smiled, he understood the Driftsnow Master’s worries.

"It’s useless no matter who covets this. The Nine Immortality Bells have already been completely refined and connected to Qin Wentian. Even if one searches his memories and took his life, they won’t be able to take control of the Driftsnow City. Qin Wentian is the only one with the qualifications to. If there is anyone out there who still dares to covet this, I shall never spare him." The Driftsnow Master turned his gaze to the horizons, staring at the experts there as his voice thundered out.

"That little fellow is not bad, I will take care of him. Driftsnow Master, please feel at ease and leave, I dare guarantee that no one else would dare to bully him. If you are unable to trust me, you can ask Qin Wentian for his own opinions." The Saberlord spoke, he then transmitted his voice to the Driftsnow Master, "I’m an acquaintance of your successor. Allow him to regain his will, you can ask him that yourself."

The Driftsnow Master’s eyes flickered when he heard that. After which, he closed his eyes as his lofty figure gradually returned to normal. His features also transformed, as Qin Wentian’s countenance appeared once more.

Qin Wentian’s eyes were tightly closed. Abruptly, he heard a voice speaking to him in his mind as his eyes opened. "Qin Wentian, this man said he would take care of you. Do you trust him?"

"Is senior the Driftsnow Master?" Qin Wentian’s heart shook a little as he asked.

"It’s me." That voice rang out once more. Only then did Qin Wentian inclined his head and stared at the Saberlord of Death. A sense of familiarity appeared, he only saw the Saberlord smiling at him as he felt the connection between them. Qin Wentian then replied to the Driftsnow Master, "I have a connection with this man, I trust him."

This person was none other than a senior of his from the Heavenly Talisman Realm and was someone at the Immortal King tier. Qin Wentian was naturally willing to trust him.

"Good." That voice rang out again, the Driftsnow Master’s countenance appeared as his spirit took over. He stared at the Saberlord. "I shall do as you suggested. This city will remain here, he can come back to claim it once he breaks through to the immortal-foundation realm. After that, he should be powerful enough to shift this city to wherever he wants to."

As the sound of his voice faded, the Driftsnow Master controlled the Driftsnow City and allowed it to descend to the ground. An instant later, the Driftsnow City returned to its original location. A thunderous boom echoed out as it pressed against the earth, it’s foundation entrenched into it.

"This city is simply like a treasure trove." The experts were filled with jealousy with regards to Qin Wentian. How overwhelmingly terrifying was the strength of the ancient Driftsnow City? Once Qin Wentian could control it fully, it was equivalent to controlling numerous divine weapons at the same time. In the future when Qin Wentian grew stronger, he could use this as a base of power, building a sect or his clan. This entire city was like a supreme divine weapon and was many times stronger compared to the protective formations of the other clans and sects. Even for those peak-tier powers of the Cloud Prefecture, they were also filled with envy for Qin Wentian.

"He will naturally understand this point." The Saberlord nodded his head.

The Driftsnow Master stood on the ground, surveying his surroundings. The snowflakes drifting from the clouds were beautiful, and a trace of longing could be seen flickering in his eyes.

"Ultimately, this place doesn’t belonged to me." The Driftsnow Master sighed, exuding an incomparably poignant feeling. Pei Yu’s body trembled violently. She stared at the Driftsnow Master and asked, "Are you going to leave?"

"Mhm, it’s about time for me to depart." The Driftsnow Master nodded.

"If I’m willing to use my body as a receptacle for your soul, would it enable you to be revived so you won’t have to leave here ever again?" Pei Yu’s eyes glazed over. She stared at the Driftsnow Master as tears began flowing from her eyes.

"Silly lass." The Driftsnow Master sighed. Before this when his will entered her sea of consciousness, he already felt the emotions she had for him.

"I’m nothing but an ancient fool, why must you miss me so. This world is so wonderful, you should live your life beautifully, creating your own memories." The Driftsnow Master smiled. The snowflakes drifting down got even heavier as the figure of the Driftsnow Master gradually turned illusory. Pei Yu only felt a pain so agonizing that it felt worse than death.

"BOOM!" The bells chimed. Qin Wentian appeared at the center point of the Nine Immortality Bells, amidst the snowflakes dancing in the air.

"The sound of the bells chiming, are you longing for Immortal Jade again?" Pei Yu inclined her head, staring at the snowflakes that filled the air. The snow was so beautiful, they were all his tears.

Qin Wentian felt extremely weak at this moment. The boundless runic light that radiated from him disappeared. His size turned back to normal, and as he turned and glanced at Pei Yu, he actually felt a faint sense of hurt for her upon seeing the intense reluctance in her eyes.

"Pei Yu… Has she fallen for the Driftsnow Master?" A strange notion flashed through Qin Wentian’s mind. Pei Yu was always fond of the story between the Driftsnow Master and Immortal Jade, and she was especially moved by the depths of emotions the Driftsnow Master had. To think that this feeling which had taken root in her heart before this, would actually blossom at the appearance of the Driftsnow Master.

"Would you leave here with me?" The Saberlord stared at Pei Yu. Right now, this place was clearly unsuitable for Pei Yu to remain. It was too dangerous. After all, she had aided the Driftsnow Master earlier.

"No. I want to stay here to accompany him." Pei Yu shook her head. She stared at Qin Wentian, "The Driftsnow Master left this city for you and it has the capabilities of flight. He says you would only be able to control it fully after you broke through to the immortal-foundation realm. You can come back for it then."

"Mhm." Qin Wentian nodded. He looked at Pei Yu and spoke, "Let’s leave together, it would be very dangerous for you if you remain here."

"No thanks, I like this place a lot." Pei Yu smiled. When Qin Wentian saw her expression, he knew he would never be able to convince her.

"What a deep obsession." The Saberlord of Death sighed. "Qin Wentian, let’s go then."

Qin Wentian stared at Pei Yu, only to see her smiling at him. He couldn’t help but feel a sense of helplessness and could only nod to the Saberlord.

"For those who dares to touch this city, you better think clearly of the consequences." The Saberlord of Death’s voice thundered out as he brought Qin Wentian and Mu Yan along, departing the area.

In the air, Qin Wentian peered downwards, staring at Pei Yu in this city that was filled with the vicissitudes of time. She was quietly sitting there, staring at the falling snowflakes in a daze. What would her destiny be?!

Whew finally 800 chapters!

Info:

AGM's drama will be out next year in 2018!

太古神王 ( translated title: God of Lost Fantasy): below are some pictures of the actors.

Qin Wentian and Mo Qingcheng doesn't match the image I have in my head T_T AND WHY IS AUTUMN SNOW AND BAI QING SO PRETTY UHHHH

https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=GQywUoNEsa0

0.01 - 0.05: Qin Wentian & Mo Qingcheng

0.06 - 0.10: Qin Wentian

0.11 - 0.16: Mo Qingcheng

0.22: Bai Qing

0.28: Yi Wuwei (In the drama he's named Yi Wuwei - in the novel he's the extremely intelligent emperor of Chu that couldn't cultivate, Chu Wuwei)

0.30, 1.00: Autumn Snow

Still unclear who the other actors are portraying yet. If you guys are interested in the lyrics of the song, I may translate that during my free time. Just some tidbits of info for you all~ can I... ask for some power stones please HAHAHAH