Challenging the Throne

The sky returned to its usual calm. Qin Wentian drew in a deep breath as his body trembled. At that instant earlier, the entire world seemed to have changed, as though preparing to undergo a devil tribulation with enough power to destroy the world.

Lifting his head, Qin Wentian stared at the devil saber before him as fear and respect arose in his heart.

In the true sacred ground of the Devil Mountain, before each of the nine supreme devil halls, there were actually divine weapons protecting them, causing others to be unable to enter. Right now, he understood why someone must pass the test of that tattered Saint Devil Hall on the outside before they could enter here. If they couldn't even pass that, it would simply be a waste of time for them to enter here. Any attacks from here had the power to wipe them out with a single strike.