Genius of the Violet Thunder Sect

Genius of the Violet Thunder Sect

Lei Yan's lifeless body lay sprawled on the combat stage, his blood saturating the once-pristine arena with a vivid scarlet hue.

A single, unadorned axe strike had sent shockwaves through the hearts of all witnesses.

Lei Yan, a formidable fifth-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereign, had been felled with apparent ease.

Qin Wentian had risen to unimaginable power. His time spent within the crucible of the Gravity Mountain had refined his physical form to near-perfection. The force behind each of his axe swings was a controlled torrent, guided by his mastery over it. Furthermore, his astral souls and divine energy had ascended to a higher plane, rendering his triumph unsurprising. His deceptively simple axe strike concealed profound mysteries that could only be unraveled through direct confrontation.

The members of the Violet Thunder Sect were left agape, their countenances ashen, and their hearts pounding. The term "ashen" no longer sufficed to describe the utter devastation etched across their faces. Lei Yan had brazenly boasted of testing Qin Wentian's strength and debunking the rumors surrounding the Battle Sword Sect's prowess. Yet now, their reality was nothing short of a resounding slap in the face. If it had been a mere face-smacking, the Violet Thunder Sect's visages would have already swollen.

Members of the Battle Sword Sect, while taken aback, accepted the outcome with a knowing nod. Qin Wentian was the one chosen by their Senior Brother Lin Shuai and an esteemed elder to be brought back from Xuan King City, clearly signifying his extraordinary potential. Their previous knowledge of Qin Wentian's mysterious nature led them to anticipate his strength. However, even they were astounded by the overwhelming might displayed in that single axe swing.

Their belief in Qin Wentian's victory had been unwavering, yet they had not anticipated such a complete and dominant triumph. With a single chop, Qin Wentian had vanquished a fifth-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereign genius from the Violet Thunder Sect.

Even the maidens of the Medicine Sovereign Valley were visibly impressed. It appeared that the man adored by their Holy Maiden was truly exceptional. Regrettably, his cultivation was somewhat lacking, given that their Holy Maiden was already a fifth-ranked alchemist and held in high regard by the Medicine Sovereign.

For the spectators, the battle had solidified a single notion: the individual combat prowess of the Battle Sword Sect's members was undoubtedly the pinnacle. Their prowess could only be described as exceptional, bordering on the extraordinary. No wonder there was a saying that entering the Battle Sword Sect was equivalent to being halfway into the Royal Sacred Sect.

However, for Qin Wentian, taking Lei Yan's life had been a simple and straightforward affair. Over the years, he had faced countless instances of disdain and had witnessed self-proclaimed demon-level geniuses fall by his hand. Their names had faded into obscurity. Qin Wentian had lost count of such encounters. Lei Yan was no different. Were it not for Lei Yan singling him out and issuing a challenge, Qin Wentian would have remained aloof. Nevertheless, as a member of the Battle Sword Sect, he couldn't allow the sect's reputation to be tarnished by his inaction.

Shifting his gaze to the remnants of the Violet Thunder Sect, Qin Wentian calmly voiced his opinion, "It seems the Violet Thunder Sect's mastery of words far exceeds their prowess in combat."

These words were akin to pouring salt into the already festering wounds of the Violet Thunder Sect. Upon reflection, before the battle had commenced, Lei Yan had arrogantly spewed a barrage of insults. In response, Qin Wentian had calmly asked, "What happens if the loser dies?" In hindsight, this inquiry exposed the depth of his self-assuredness.

"I, Qin, am merely at the fourth level of Heavenly Dipper. Given the Violet Thunder Sect's fondness for combat, I shall oblige. I hereby accept all challenges, provided their cultivation bases are at the sixth level or below," Qin Wentian declared. As his words hung in the air, another wave of commotion surged through the crowd, shaking the hearts of all who heard.

"Junior apprentice brother has truly gone mad," Ye Lingshuang muttered under her breath. Although she acknowledged Qin Wentian's incredible combat prowess, the Violet Thunder Sect was, after all, one of the nine great sects. Apart from Ye Kongfan, they boasted other immensely powerful geniuses with cultivation levels reaching the sixth level of Heavenly Dipper. These individuals were renowned for their combat abilities. Yet Qin Wentian had chosen to challenge them despite being two levels below in cultivation. From Ye Lingshuang's perspective, his decision was nothing short of reckless.

"How audacious!" The members of the Violet Thunder Sect wore dark expressions, clearly incensed by Qin Wentian's provocation.

A glint of icy determination flashed in Ye Kongfan's eyes as he coldly retorted, "I admire Brother Qin's extraordinary combat abilities, but as members of the nine great sects, how could you slay my junior brother Lei Yan, especially since we have treated you as our guest? Even if your strength surpasses his, showing no mercy and killing him is truly sinister. If I, Ye Kongfan, don't take action, I would be held accountable."

"Ridiculous! Members of your Violet Thunder Sect were more than willing to kill my junior brother, Qin Wentian. His arrogance was on full display. Now, you want to use his death as an excuse to target my junior apprentice brother? Ye Kongfan, you truly are a cunning character," Liu Yun interjected, refusing to give Ye Kongfan any room for maneuver. He continued, "Allow me to complete your sentence for you: 'Although it may be deemed dishonorable for members of our Violet Thunder Sect, with cultivation bases at the sixth level, to challenge you. In order to avenge the death of my junior brother Lei Yan, even if the world views us as dishonorable, we will grit our teeth and endure the damage to our reputation.'"

Ye Kongfan's expression darkened. Liu Yun had effectively articulated what he intended to convey. Little did he know that based on the single axe strike executed by Qin Wentian, fifth-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns posed no threat to him. They were entirely unaware of Qin Wentian's true strength, hence their recourse to mobilize sixth-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns.

Ye Kongfan shifted his gaze to a man by his side and said, "Junior Brother Tan, it appears we require your intervention to uphold our sect's honor."

"Ye Kongfan, aren't you taking this too far?" Ye Lingshuang's countenance changed. She continued, "Tan Feng from the Violet Thunder Sect not only possesses a sixth-level Heavenly Dipper cultivation base but also possesses the Spark Fire bloodline. When combined with the Mandate of Lightning, his destructive power is off the charts. Moreover, he is proficient in the Mandates of Flames, Blood, and Gold. Even ordinary seventh-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns would struggle to match him. Yet, you want someone of his caliber to face off against my junior apprentice brother, who is merely at the fourth level of Heavenly Dipper? Don't you find this disgraceful?"

Qin Wentian absorbed the weight of Ye Lingshuang's cautionary words, recognizing her intent in warning him about Tan Feng's formidable strength and his proficiency in various Mandates. Although he could easily decline the match, considering the two-level gap in their cultivation levels, nobody would fault him for it. However, Qin Wentian had boldly accepted all challenges, and reneging on his words now would not be taken lightly.

"If he hadn't declared his willingness to accept all challenges, I wouldn't have done this," Ye Kongfan responded evenly. "Both the Battle Sword Sect and the Violet Thunder Sect are part of the nine great sects. Since my junior, Lei Yan, lost due to his own inadequacy, none of us have any complaints. However, since Brother Qin dared to issue such a declaration, can he now easily retract his words? If that's the case, can I, Ye Kongfan, likewise take back the arrogance my junior displayed and return him to life?"

Ye Kongfan's words, while somewhat convoluted, left no room for refutation. After all, it was Qin Wentian who had declared his willingness to accept all challenges. Now, he found himself in a precarious position, unable to backpedal without consequences.

"Hypocrite," Qin Wentian muttered, his gaze piercing Ye Kongfan. It was evident that Ye Kongfan felt no grief for the death of his junior brother. In Ye Kongfan's eyes, Lei Yan was nothing more than a pawn to be manipulated. And now, following his demise, that role had been passed on to Tan Feng. Tan Feng would be the instrument used to exact vengeance against Qin Wentian.

Qin Wentian was acutely aware of Ye Kongfan's ulterior motives regarding Mo Qingcheng. Earlier, Ye Kongfan had masked his true feelings, pretending to be unfazed. But now, presented with a clear opportunity, he was eager to seize it. Ye Kongfan knew that Qin Wentian would never kneel before Lei Yan's corpse, thus making this inevitable showdown with Tan Feng.

"If you wish to fight, then come forth," Qin Wentian declared. His blood surged within him, ready for battle. The Violet Thunder Sect was among the nine great sects, and its geniuses were not to be underestimated. Although Qin Wentian was confident in his abilities, he wasn't blind to the fact that there could be those stronger than him. He was prepared to tap into his demonic blood's power if necessary.

"He actually accepted the challenge?" The crowd was astounded. His opponent was Tan Feng, a sixth-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereign genius from the Violet Thunder Sect, and even members of the Battle Sword Sect were aware of Tan Feng's reputation.

Tan Feng rose to his feet, his gaze icy and foreboding. The very aura surrounding him exuded danger.

With a flicker of movement, Tan Feng appeared before Qin Wentian with astonishing speed. He remained silent but unleashed the violent power of his bloodline. His eyes alternated between red and black, emitting a scorching heat that was palpable.

"All his Mandates are at the Transformation Boundary," Qin Wentian observed, feeling the incredible power of Tan Feng's Mandates just from their gaze locking. Tan Feng was undoubtedly on par with him.

Tan Feng advanced without a word, releasing a force field that engulfed the surrounding space. His palms struck out, sending a dark fiery palm imprint hurtling toward Qin Wentian.

Qin Wentian responded with the same move he had used against Lei Yan. He swung his ordinary-looking axe, colliding with the palm imprint. A thunderous sound reverberated as the palm imprint transformed, growing larger and turning blood-red with lightning swirling around it. It surged toward Qin Wentian.

Qin Wentian hoisted his axe, and his bloodline surged with power as he channeled it into his arms. With remarkable speed, he swung the axe, cleaving the palm imprint with overwhelming force. Yet, the destructive power of the attack showed no sign of waning. It continued its relentless advance toward Qin Wentian.

With a swift motion, Qin Wentian activated Stellar Transposition, vanishing from view only to reappear above Tan Feng. The devastating energies missed him entirely.

Tan Feng was momentarily stunned by Qin Wentian's instantaneous movement. However, he quickly regained his composure and soared into the sky. With a wave of his hands, he conjured a massive palm print, bathed in the crimson hue of blood, that stretched across the entire sky.

"Great Destruction Palm Imprint, Senior Tan Feng's power surpasses even my expectations," remarked an expert from the Violet Thunder Sect, their eyes glinting with sharpness. Tan Feng's prowess was such that he could even vanquish ordinary seventh-level Heavenly Dipper Sovereigns, a league above the fourth-level Qin Wentian.

Qin Wentian responded with a cold snort, summoning his Heavenly Hammer Astral Nova into existence in the air. Gripping the celestial hammer firmly, he swung it in complex arcs, channeling his entire strength and directing it toward the Great Destruction Palm Imprint.

A resounding explosion shook the surroundings as a torrent of annihilative energy surged forth. To everyone's astonishment, despite Qin Wentian's all-out assault, the Great Destruction Imprint remained partially intact, a testament to its formidable power. As the torrent of destructive energy threatened to engulf him, Qin Wentian executed Stellar Transposition, deftly dodging through a gap. When he reappeared, he stood at an even higher vantage point.

"It's true; one must never underestimate the talents of the disciples from any of the nine great sects," Qin Wentian contemplated. He recognized the incredible might of the Violet Thunder Sect's innate techniques. The sheer destructive force contained within that palm imprint was beyond his defensive capabilities. Qin Wentian couldn't help but acknowledge that Tan Feng was undoubtedly one of the most exceptional disciples among his peers in the Violet Thunder Sect.

Ye Kongfan's cold laughter lingered in his eyes. He understood Tan Feng's strength well. Even if he suppressed his cultivation by one level, dropping from the seventh to the sixth, he would likely still be only marginally superior to Tan Feng. Tan Feng had reached a level where he could fully infuse one of his Mandates into his innate technique, unleashing its extraordinary power.