Ancient Godly Monarch
chapter-875

Qin Wentian’s will was brought into the bloody world for the third time. The eyes of the devil king were ice cold, staring at Qin Wentian as a blood saber materialized in his hands again.

Qin Wentian coldly returned the gaze. His eyes were filled with a terrifying persistence as he spoke in a glacial tone, "You destroying my will is akin to destroying my life, causing my sea of consciousness to be damaged; easily forcing me back, wanting me to close my eyes and not match the eyes of the devil statue."

His voice was like ice, when his will entered the statue, the devil king destroyed it immediately.

"You want to force me back with a single strike leading to my ranking becoming the last. Who are you exactly?" Qin Wentian questioned.

As the sound of his voice faded, a frightening aura gushed forth the devil king. It didn’t reply, it only looked silently back at Qin Wentian as he slashed out another strike. Whistling sounds echoed through the air as an arm of Qin Wentian was cleaved away. He was in incomparable pain, as blood flowed and pooled around his feet.

"Indeed, this will is controlled by someone." Qin Wentian lifted his head and stared at the devil king. Before this, he was merely suspicious but right now, he could already be completely sure.

That devil king within the statue had its own conscious or it wouldn’t act as it did.

Qin Wentian’s will was brought into the blood world once more. Despite it being a wisp of his will, he still possessed all of his senses. The purpose of this kind of slaughtering was to make Qin Wentian struggle amidst pain and agony, wanting him to be defeated in spirit, resulting in him being eliminated.

Yet another saber beam slashed down, cleaving away his remaining arm. Yet, he still continued standing there. His entire body was spasming from the pain but his eyes were still ruthlessly fixed on the devil king ahead.

Blood light flashed as the saber beam cleaved down right into Qin Wentian’s head, inching nearer and nearer as though the devil king was intentionally doing this to drag out his death, wanting to break Qin Wentian’s will.

Qin Wentian’s true body on the platform shuddered as he groaned in pain. Fresh blood seeped from his lips as his countenance was paler than paper. Taking a few steps backwards, his will was drawn into the statue once more as the torture and slaughter continued. This degree of pain was sufficient to collapse the will of people, it was nothing but a hellish torture.

"HAHA, to think that the devil statue has a mind of its own and knows how to torture and abuse me. COME, BRING IT ON AGAIN!" Qin Wentian laughed maniacally. The eyes of the statue gleamed as the vortex drew Qin Wentian’s will in once again. Right now, only Qin Wentian’s voice could be heard resounding through the air.

The expressions on the faces of all the spectators froze as they turned their attentions onto Qin Wentian. The eyes of several experts gleamed with sharpness when they heard his words.

The statue has a mind of its own and was abusing him?

Moments later, the spectators turned to Dongsheng Ting only to see Dongsheng Ting was as calm as ever, appearing as though nothing was of concern. He replied, "This test by the devil statue is extremely tough and it treats all the participants in the same manner, abusing and killing their wills, allowing them to experience a brutal baptism. It’s a test to see who can last until the end."

Dongsheng Ting intentionally explained to everyone but was this truly the case? Qin Wentian’s will was the weakest among the ten? Why would his reaction be so intense?

Also, what did Qin Wentian mean when he said that the devil statue had a mind of its own? Was it merely him finding excuses?!

Clearly, although there were suspicions in the hearts of the immortal kings, they didn’t speak their thoughts. This was the immortal banquet organized by the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect and the rules were set by Dongsheng Ting. The immortal kings from the Easter Sage Immortal Sect naturally understood what they should do and the immortal kings guests also wouldn’t speak nonsensically.

The spectators only saw Qin Wentian being forced out again and again as blood flowed continuously from the sides of his mouth. However, Qin Wentian was not the one affected, the other participants showed similar signs of enduring intense pain as well.

Finally, one of the participants could no longer endure it and shifted his eyes away. It was none other than the top ranker of the Qian Prefecture, Ye Qianchen.

The powerful Ye Qianchen was actually the first to be eliminated from this second round of testing.

What power was contained within this statue exactly?

In the depths of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect, within a palace, a towering figure was sitting there cross-legged. He was none other than a mighty devil-cultivator. Right now, his eyes were closed as devil qi permeated the area around him but the entirety of his will was currently in a place extremely far away - at the center of the battle platform, inside the devil statue.

"How stubborn." A low and cold voice issued from this devil cultivator. His eyes opened as a trace of coldness flickered within. Those blood-red eyes of his were like a devil from the deep abyss and bore a striking resemblance to the devil king which manifested inside that world of blood and darkness within the devil statue.

He used all methods he could think of to abuse and torture that brat, yet this Qin Wentian actually has not given up. In this case, he had no choice but to also act more ruthlessly to the others. If the intentional targeting was too obvious, his highness Dongsheng Ting would surely be suspected.

Regretfully, only his immortal sense could enter the statue while he himself had to be isolated here far away from the test location. If not, his presence would definitely be discovered by the various immortal kings and that would only be equivalent to smacking the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect’s face.

"I want to see how long can you persist exactly." That devil-cultivator coldly spoke as he slaughtered Qin Wentian’s will once again. Even if his will was made of iron, he shouldn’t be able to withstand this endless torment right?

Since the will of the devil statue was controlled by his subordinate, Dongsheng Ting naturally could fix the ranking of this second round just like what he did during the first.

During the first round, as long as the Dream Demon King was willing to, he could arrange the rankings as he saw fit because all ten participants were within his dreamscape.

Now during the second round, although it was carried out in the darkness, the ten rankers were on the platform and their reactions were visible to all. Although his will was restricted somewhat, the devil king could still influence the round of testing. An example was the intensity of attacks he dealt to the participants.

Hence from a certain perspective, this seemingly ‘fair’ second round of testing was the same as the first.

But no matter what, from the perspective of the spectators, this second round of testing was naturally extremely fair. If it wasn’t for Qin Wentian speaking up earlier, they would never suspect anything at all.

A howl of rage rend the air as a second participant chose to avert his gaze. This time, it was the second ranker of the Western Desert Prefecture, Qin Ta. His combat prowess was extremely strong but his will was slightly weaker than the others. Hence, he was eliminated.

The third person to be eliminated was actually Zi Qingxuan. Before this during the first round of testing, she was also the third to be eliminated.

Zi Qingxuan’s countenance was pale, she stared at the devil statue before her as coldness flashed within her eyes. She withstood plenty of the torture but finally, as her will was about to break apart, she could persist no longer and could only choose to retreat.

Yet, the coldness in her eyes was actually a simmering fire of her rage. She also could sense that the devil statue was controlled by somebody. But what could she do or say?

If the devil king wanted to target someone, the person of his choice would naturally be none other than Qin Wentian.

If it wasn’t for Qin Wentian steeling himself and persisted ruthlessly, he would have been eliminated long ago.

This final test was split into three rounds. For the first round, Qin Wentian was already ranked last.

Now for the second round of testing, if he was ranked at the bottom as well, even if his performance during the final round was extremely dazzling, having unmatched combat prowess, it would still be tough to get into the top three.

He had to stretch his own limits and do his best to persist as long as possible.

He cannot lose to the test again.

With a roar of rage, Qin Wentian’s will was cleaved apart once more. And an instant later, his will was immediately drawn into the world of blood and darkness - a continuous cycle of torment with no end in sight.

The remaining seven participants were all doing their best, pushing their limits and finally, Jun Mengchen could no longer endure it. Although he had done his best, he could no longer persist any longer. For this round, he was ranked 7th.

Qin Wentian was still persisting. He actually started to step closer to the devil statue of his own volition. Every step he took caused his body to tremble violently, filled with the determination of his blood.

"Senior brother, just give up…" Jun Mengchen persuaded upon seeing how much Qin Wentian was struggling. He knew how much pain Qin Wentian was enduring every time his will was transported inside that world of blood and darkness. That perverse devil king was using the most brutal methods to torment him.

Qin Wentian didn’t give up. Mo Wen failed to persist and was ranked #6.

"Only the top five positions remain." Jun Mengchen and Zi Qingxuan clenched their fists tightly. Under such unfair circumstances, Qin Wentian could actually still be ranked within the top five.

In order not to be too obvious, right now, the other participants were suffering the same intensity of attacks as Qin Wentian. The next participant to be eliminated was Ruthless. Even he who was a cultivator of the devil arts could persist no longer and was ranked #5 in this second round of testing.

The mighty Feather King also averted his gaze finally.

"Only the top three spots are left now." Jun Mengchen and Zi Qingxuan carried on monitoring. But now, the other two remaining participants also had extremely strong and resolute wills. After a period of time, Qin Wentian finally coughed out blood as he shifted his eyes away. He was knocked back from the impact and his entire body was convulsing and drenched in sweat. Even his aura was fluctuating wildly.

His ranking was fixed at #3 for this second round of testing.

"Senior!" Jun Mengchen’s silhouette flickered as he sped towards Qin Wentian.

"No worries." Qin Wentian swept a glance over to the two remaining participants. Being able to obtain the #3 rank was already sufficient.

Next, he sat down cross-legged as his blood stirred. A white candle flame started circulating within his body, gradually recovering the fatigue and damage taken to his will and spirit.

The last two participants were still persisting.

Finally, the first who failed to endure was actually Gusu Tianqi. Hua Taixu’s powerful will persisted till the very end.

"Hua Taixu is the last participant remaining, he defeated Gusu Tianqi and is ranked #1 for the second round of testing.

"Gusu Tianqi and Hua Taixu… For the first round, Gusu Tianqi was ranked first and Hua Taixu was ranked second. Now for the second round, their rankings reversed. As long as their performance during the last round was as outstanding as the first two, their spots in the top three would almost already be guaranteed." The eyes of the crowd flickered, before glancing back to Qin Wentian. He persisted so frenziedly, enduring the immense pain and finally managed to get into the top three rankings for the second round. Most probably, he also wanted to do his best and fight for a spot in the top three rankings!