Ying Teng’s Intentions

Ying Teng's Intentions . . . 

After Jiang Ziyu recovered, he walked over again. When he stared at the golden figure picture once again, his eyes flickered with an intense trepidation.

A staggering amount of divine essence was contained within, terrifying to the extreme.

Qin Wentian was still in his position. He felt his perception sinking within. From the golden figure in the picture, he saw a true, corporeal human body beyond it, radiating the essence of divinity. The myriad of laws fully existed within, each and every one of them capable of unleashing a power capable of destroying him. His body shuddered under the pressure as he fought to steady himself.

The other experts rushed the three enormous bronze gates, using all sorts of methods in an attempt to open them. However, they discovered that it was useless no matter what they did. They also realized that there was a palm imprinted above each of the gates. The palm imprint contained countless complex runic diagrams that were incomparably mysterious. They had no way to see through the profound secrets hidden within.

"Could it be that only after one has comprehended Ancient Emperor Yi's secret art, God's Hand, would that person be able to open these gates, obtaining the treasures within?" Ying Teng stated, his words causing the eyes of many to flicker as they glanced at Qin Wentian. Seems like this golden picture contained the mysteries of the divine essence. If Qin Wentian could comprehend it, it was possible that he can master God's Hand and open these treasury gates.

Ying Teng and his subordinates stared at the golden figure picture as they walked forward. But most of these people were blasted back by the resistance force after they took a few steps.

"ARGH!" A scream of misery rang out. There was one person who continued persisting despite not being able to endure. His body actually exploded as his immortal foundation was destroyed. He fell to the ground, his face akin to dead ashes as screams of pain rocked the air. This scene filled the hearts of many with fear. When they turned to the golden-colored picture again, their hearts were filled with misgiving and trepidation.

And right now, more experts came into this space. Because earlier after Qin Wentian broke apart the gigantic palm, he didn't set any obstruction there to stop people from entering. When these newcomers saw the greater demon, they were also similarly shocked. They didn't expect that Ancient Emperor Yi had an immortal palace here hidden in the very depths of the ancient mountain.

No wonder Emperor Yu, an immortal emperor would guard this place for so many years.

Ying Teng similarly failed when he attempted it. He retreated after being injured and there was destructive force ravaging his body, targeting his immortal foundation. This made him feel fear in his heart. He now understood that without an earlier foundation from comprehending the rudimentary version of God's Hand, it was impossible for him to get close to the golden figure. He wasn't able to comprehend anything, only one man had the opportunity and that man was Qin Wentian. From the instant he broke open the gigantic palm and allowed everyone to gain access to this place, this was already fated. Only Qin Wentian had a chance.

All the experts gradually realized this. The inheritance of Ancient Emperor Yi was not fated to be theirs, they were all destined to be a background for Qin Wentian to shine with greater brilliance.

"Why is this so?" A descendant of an immortal emperor asked, feeling reluctance in his heart.

"Because he had cultivated God's Hand before. Most probably, Emperor Yu opened up this ancient mountain for the sake of him alone." Kong Ye coldly spoke, he was also feeling extremely reluctant and was unwilling to accept this.

"If in the past I encountered the God's Hand in the City of Ancient Emperors, I could also comprehend and cultivate it. Sadly, the timing wasn't right." Ying Teng's eyes gleamed with sharpness, staring at Qin Wentian as he spoke. "Without the prior lucky chance of having comprehended the rudimentary form of God's Hand before, he wouldn't have any advantage over us."

"Excuses." Jun Mengchen felt extremely unhappy when he heard these people grumbling about Qin Wentian. He then spoke, "You guys should have been to the City of Ancient Emperors before. The underground palace where Ancient Emperor Yi left his inheritance, wasn't something discovered by my senior brother. It was there all along but no one could manage to enter. With so many people who had been to the City of Ancient Emperors in the past, none have succeeded and yet now, all of you are here talking about things such as timing and luck? How ridiculous."

"When I was in the City of Ancient Emperors, the underground palace of Ancient Emperor Yi hadn't been discovered yet." Ying Teng coldly replied.

"Hmph, do you mean that we must tell you that there is the underground palace of Ancient Emperor Yi and instruct you on the method of getting in, gifting the rudimentary form of God's Hand to you before you would be able to obtain it?" Jun Mengchen shot back. "Given how vast the immortal realms are, inheritances and hidden treasures are everywhere yet only a minority were able to obtain them. Many of those who did would eventually became experts and as for the vast majority who didn't obtain them, wouldn't they only know how to blame the good luck and fortune of others?"

"Who do you think you are? How dare you speak to me in this manner?" Ying Teng stepped forward as the ground trembled. A king's aura gushed forth from him, sweeping over towards Jun Mengchen. The power within the aura was so great that Jun Mengchen's body involuntarily shuddered.

"And who the hell you think you are?" Jun Mengchen always had a fiery temper. Ying Teng was also extremely proud. Now that the two of them are clashing, sparks instantly ignited.

"Ying Teng, what are you doing?" Nanfeng Yunxi stepped out, the phoenix flames around her body began to burn, exuding a fearsome immortal might.

"Nanfeng Yunxi, others might fear you but my Ying Clan does not. You best not interfere in things that are not your business." Ying Teng spoke in cold arrogance, exuding an air of haughtiness.

"Then do you think that my Southern Phoenix Clan would fear your Ying Clan?" Nanfeng Yunxi replied

Ying Teng coldly laughed. He stared at Nanfeng Yunxi and spoke, "Everyone, let's fight against the Southern Phoenix Clan's experts. It's fine if you don't dare to injure them. We of the Ying Clan will do the injuring and just so coincidentally, I feel like capturing the Holy Successor of the Southern Phoenix Clan to serve as my maid. Having such a pretty maid to warm my bed at night daily seems pretty excellent as well."

The eyes of everyone flickered, this fellow from the Ying Clan is truly gutsy. The faces of everyone from the Southern Phoenix Clan were ice-cold as battle intent radiated from them.

"After we settle the Southern Phoenix Clan, we will wait for that fellow to finish cultivating God's Hand and have him to open the bronze gates for us. We wouldn't have made a wasted trip here then." Ying Teng continued. Everyone instantly understood his plans. This was the real purpose of Ying Teng.

Ying Teng was clearly unhappy that all of them came in for nothing but to accompany Qin Wentian in cultivating God's Hand. But it didn't matter to him, so what if Qin Wentian succeeded? After dealing with the Southern Phoenix Clan, Qin Wentian would no longer have a powerful backer. He would then have no choice but to obey them.

As for Ying Teng's words of capturing the Holy Successor Nanfeng Yunxi to serve him as a maid and a bed warmer, he was merely speaking arrogantly. In reality, he wouldn't dare to do such a thing that might spark a war among their respective clans.

"As long as you people from the Southern Phoenix Clan don't interfere, we won't act against the holy Successor." At this moment, a voice rang out. Evidently, the other powers didn't wish to offend the Southern Phoenix Clan. They didn't dare to take the initiative and said that they would join forces against them.

"Haha, don't worry. If the people from the Southern Phoenix Clan interferes, my Ying Clan will be responsible for dealing with them. You guys only need to deal with that fellow. By the way, is the Jiang Clan interested to join in?" Ying Teng stared at Jiang Ziyu as he laughed. Jiang Ziyu simply smiled at Ying Teng but he didn't say anything.

"It's fine if the Jiang Clan doesn't have the guts." Ying Teng flicked his sleeves as he spoke arrogantly. The Ying Clan and Southern Phoenix Clan experts were already in position, staring daggers at each other.

Qin Wentian completely had no idea what was happening outside. He moved closer and closer to the golden figure picture. Right now, he was completely focused on the corporeal body within the picture. It was actually guiding the transformations occurring within his own body. But even so, his body narrowly escaped being destroyed, it had no way to withstand this force and just at that very moment where Qin Wentian felt he couldn't carry on, the white candle-like flame of his second bloodline circulated frenziedly, healing his body. With each complete circulation, his body would have completed one degree of the transformations growing closer and closer to the body in terms of quality shown in the picture.

With the fiendgod body refinement art, his physique was originally already extremely tyrannical. Ordinary first-level immortal-foundation experts would be defeated with a single punch from him. Even if he stood there and allowed them to freely attack, they wouldn't be able to breach his defense. He had a perfect saint-grade immortal foundation plus a nearly perfect physique. But even so, comprehending the insights of the complete version of God's Hand seemed to be able to grant him another opportunity to cleanse the impurities within his body, and further strengthen his physique.

If he was successful in this baptism. Most probably despite the vastness of the immortal realms, it would be exceptionally rare to find someone at the same realm whose body is as tough as his.

However, this baptism wasn't an easy one. Qin Wentian's advancement speed grew extremely slow, he had to be very cautious at this step or his body would truly shatter. He knew that if the divine essence erupted with full force, even immortal emperors wouldn't be able to withstand it. Right now he suddenly had a strange feeling. The divine essence permeating the interior of this space, the ancient mountain, and the atmosphere of the God Hand Mountain Manor, all seemed to have originated from the golden figure in the picture. Also, there seemed to be different grades of divine essence present here. If immortal kings or emperors were able to gain access to the ancient mountain, they would be able to come into contact with that higher-grade divine essence.

Since the people within the ancient mountain could reach this point, their cultivation bases were considered the weaker ones in perspective of immortal kings and emperors. The resistance by the divine essence they faced, wouldn't be too powerful as well. However, Qin Wentian believed that for truly powerful characters, even if they were immortal kings or emperors, they could still use the principles they understood from the God's Hand which Emperor Yu had shown, to negate the force and comprehend the divine essence. By accomplishing that, they would then be able to gain access into the mountain. Sadly, none of the immortal kings or emperors present were able to do so.

The situation in the external world was still the same. Qin Wentian remained fully focused in his cultivation and in fact, it was extremely tough for people who wanted to get near to where Qin Wentian was. Behind them, the forces of the Violet Emperor and Eastern Sage Immortal Sect also arrived. Their eyes gleamed with killing intent as they stared at the experts from the Southern Phoenix Clan and Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect. Their killing intent intensified further when they glanced at Qin Wentian.

Dead. Dongsheng Ting and Zi Yunwu were had both fallen. They saw the blood stains and torn robes of the two young masters but they couldn't find any corpses. In fact, they even saw the mysterious young man with the bronze mask but when they attempted to pursue him, he used a strange sealing treasure and had successfully fled away.

Dongsheng Ting and Zi Yunwu's deaths were simply a nightmare to them. The moment they exited this place, they had to face the anger of the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor and the Violet Emperor. All this happened because of Qin Wentian, the Southern Phoenix Clan and the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect. If it weren't for these people, Dongsheng Ting and Zi Yunwu wouldn't have died.

"You all want to kill him?" Ying Teng pointed at Qin Wentian and asked.

"Yes." Everyone nodded.

"I will give you all a chance. But before he opens the treasury gates, nobody can take his life. He has to be kept alive." Ying Teng coldly spoke. He didn't treat Qin Wentian as the inheritor of the secret art but rather, as a key to open the treasury gates. So what if Qin Wentian comprehended the secret art? Wasn't Qin Wentian being used by him now as well?