Changes to the Immortal Ascension Rankings

Changes to the Immortal Ascension Rankings . . .

Qin Wentian, Qing'er, and Nanfeng Yunxi gracefully reined in their auras, opting not to pursue Mo Xie further. It was clear that dealing with a formidable character like Mo Xie wouldn't be a walk in the park. Defeating and eliminating were entirely different endeavors, especially considering that Mo Xie probably had protective measures like a strand of immortal sense and a potent immortal-ranked weapon at his disposal.

For the moment, Mo Xie had retreated, defeated, and Qin Wentian had successfully secured the inheritance. That, in itself, was a significant accomplishment.

The other young talents among the spectators couldn't help but bow their heads in disappointment. The runic light that once enveloped the body-like statues had faded away, and the vivid memories contained within them were now in Qin Wentian's possession. The opportunity to seize this inheritance had slipped through their fingers.

Their quest for the Brahma Heavenly Emperor's inheritance had already ended in disappointment, and now, this opportunity had eluded them as well.

Xuan Yang and Xiao Lengyue, however, felt particularly aggrieved. They watched as Qin Wentian claimed the inheritance, and to make matters worse, they would have found it less bitter if Mo Xie had emerged victorious.

Xiao Lengyue couldn't help herself but ask, her gaze cold and calculating, "What did you gain from this?"

Qin Wentian's gaze met hers, and he replied with a measured tone, "What concern is it of yours?"

Xiao Lengyue didn't hold back, her voice dripping with sarcasm. "The three of you had to team up to best Mo Xie. It was hardly a fair contest, so there's no need for you to be overly proud. Even if you've seized the inheritance, it's only a matter of time before it ends up in Mo Xie's hands. If you think you can keep it, you're sorely mistaken."

Jun Mengchen, however, wasn't about to let this go unchallenged. With a tone of disgust, he interjected, "You're nothing but a despicable individual. You have the audacity to utter such words? Even before all this, my senior brother could have effortlessly defeated you. Do you even understand the meaning of shame?"

Xiao Lengyue's face contorted with fury upon hearing Jun Mengchen's biting words. Qin Wentian, too, regarded her with disdain. He took a step forward, surrounded by a shimmering aura of runes and a formidable presence. He didn't engage with Jun Mengchen's provocation. Instead, he approached Xiao Lengyue and calmly inquired, "Are you implying that you want to take my inheritance?"

As Qin Wentian drew nearer, Xiao Lengyue felt an oppressive force bearing down upon her. His aura radiated incredible power, and even from a distance, she sensed its weight pressing upon her. It was as if he could emit a crushing pressure just by standing there.

"Is this the might of a supreme physique? Qin Wentian has successfully established one," murmured the crowd, recognizing the astounding strength Qin Wentian now possessed. The pressure weighing on Xiao Lengyue was far more intense than their previous encounter.

"Why so quiet now?" Qin Wentian's God's Hand blazed with brilliant light, radiating power capable of shaking the very heavens. Xiao Lengyue, now visibly pale, attempted to save face. "We have plenty of people here. Do you think we're afraid of the three of you?"

—BOOM!— Qin Wentian's God's Hand unleashed a colossal annihilative suppression palm imprint. Xiao Lengyue turned even paler. She desperately summoned a freezing energy to counter the attack, but her efforts proved futile. The sheer might of the annihilative suppression palm imprint eclipsed her defensive measures. Despite her best efforts, she was sent hurtling through the air, crashing brutally into a wall with a pained groan.

"Is that all you've got? Are you even worthy of seizing this inheritance?" Qin Wentian taunted, his gaze sweeping the crowd. His eyes bore a warning to anyone harboring ill intentions. Attempting to unite against him and his companions would come at a high cost.

Qin Wentian alone posed a formidable threat, and now he had Qing'er and Nanfeng Yunxi by his side. No one dared to act rashly. Mo Xie's presence had been enough to deter them, let alone challenging the three who had not only beaten but also forced Mo Xie to retreat. Moreover, each of them surpassed Xiao Lengyue individually. No one among the onlookers had the confidence to attempt seizing the inheritance from Qin Wentian and escape unscathed. Furthermore, Mo Xie was still at large, adding another layer of uncertainty to the situation.

"Let's go." Qin Wentian turned to his companions, and together they walked away.

They swiftly reached the exit. Before them lay the location where the Brahma Heavenly Emperor had left his inheritance. The ominous gray aura still emanated from it. This place had been the battleground of two supreme beings, and now their legacies had finally been passed on.

The Brahma Heavenly Emperor had divided his inheritance into nine parts. Once the inheritors had fully comprehended it, another wave of turmoil was bound to sweep through the immortal realms.

"Did you truly acquire the ancient emperor's inheritance?" Nanfeng Yunxi asked Qin Wentian.

"I believe so. However, this ancient emperor's legacy differs from that of the Brahma Heavenly Emperor. He didn't leave behind a cultivation technique but instead seeks an inheritor capable of establishing a supreme physique to inherit his true legacy—the path to forging an immortal foundation. From there, the inheritor will rise to great heights, forging their own unique path rather than retracing his footsteps," Qin Wentian explained. He understood the intentions of this supreme being. He had sensed the profound difficulties and moments of despair from the memories. To become a supreme existence, one had to endure these challenges. He was willing to pave the way for future generations. The journey of cultivation would be the inheritor's own.

"The method to establish and shatter an immortal foundation?" Nanfeng Yunxi inquired further.

"Yes, even a saint-grade immortal foundation," Qin Wentian replied.

"Saint-grade immortal foundation?!" Nanfeng Yunxi froze in shock. "In the realm of cultivation, immortal foundations are classified into six tiers, each further divided into three grades. The first three tiers are mortal grade. The first tier is the weakest, the second is slightly stronger, and the third is average but still promising, with potential for significant achievements in the immortal-foundation realm. The majority of those in the immortal realms possess third-tier foundations. Moving up, we have the fourth and fifth tiers, known as king and emperor grades. Those who establish a fourth-tier immortal foundation have a high chance of becoming immortal kings or even immortal emperors. Among the immortal kings, most have fourth-tier foundations. As for the fifth tier, the emperor grade, very few, only the supreme immortal emperors at the pinnacle, have ever achieved it."

Nanfeng Yunxi's captivating gaze remained fixed on Qin Wentian, brimming with a touch of envy. He had actually acquired a method for establishing a saint-grade immortal foundation. While it might not be an innate technique or a direct enhancement of his power, an immortal foundation served as the bedrock for all immortals. The first stage of immortality was called the immortal-foundation realm, and the more perfect the foundation, the greater the assistance it provided for future cultivation.

"Is it really that remarkable?" Qin Wentian expressed his astonishment. Then, he flashed a smile and added, "As expected of an inheritance left behind by an ancient emperor who could contend with the Brahma Heavenly Emperor. Creating a body to establish one's physique is just the first step toward forging an immortal foundation. Since it's so potent, I'll share it with you as well. With this, you may have a chance to develop an even more powerful immortal foundation."

Nanfeng Yunxi stood there, utterly stunned by Qin Wentian's generosity. Her usually composed and aloof demeanor briefly faltered as she asked, "Are you serious?"

"What would I gain from lying to you?" Qin Wentian replied nonchalantly. However, when he met Nanfeng Yunxi's gaze, he sensed something peculiar. She was fixated on him with an expression he couldn't quite decipher.

"Why?" Nanfeng Yunxi inquired.

Qin Wentian chuckled before responding, "Well, you're quite beautiful, you know." He playfully teased her, which left Nanfeng Yunxi momentarily baffled. Her icy facade cracked for a moment, and she queried, "Really?"

"What reason would I have to deceive you?" Qin Wentian quipped. However, as he glanced at her, he suddenly felt an icy glare pierce through him from the side. Turning his gaze in that direction, he found Qing'er looking away, her thoughts hidden from him.

"Qing'er!" Qin Wentian advanced, gently gripping Qing'er's hand. Qing'er tried to shake him off, but Qin Wentian refused to let go. He playfully pinched her palm and smiled awkwardly, "Of course, my Qing'er is the most beautiful of all."

Nanfeng Yunxi, from her vantage point, couldn't help but feel vexed. Any trace of goodwill she had held for Qin Wentian quickly evaporated. What a shameless character.

"However, remember this well. To shatter your immortal foundation, you must first possess an immensely strong physique. After I share this method with you, if your physiques aren't formidable enough, do not even attempt it," Qin Wentian cautioned. Nanfeng Yunxi understood that Qin Wentian was genuinely concerned for their well-being, so she nodded in agreement. It was apparent that the ancient emperor had devised the golden body to ensure his inheritor first established a supreme physique.

"My physique should be robust enough," Jun Mengchen confidently asserted, his chest puffed out with pride.

"Indeed, but it's crucial to understand that shattering your immortal foundation is a precarious endeavor. Success doesn't guarantee a superior foundation. It all hinges on the individual," cautioned Qin Wentian, emphasizing the gravity of their next steps.

"Shall we depart, or do you wish to wait for Little Rascal?" Qing'er inquired, her voice soft and serene.

"Let's be on our way. Little Rascal is exceptionally clever; I'm certain he'll be fine. Moreover, it seems the enigmatic gray-robed old man has provided an exit route for everyone within the Underworld Mountains," Qin Wentian mused, his eyes scanning the horizon where other geniuses from the City of Ancient Emperors were converging. The once-forbidden Underworld Mountains had lost their luster now that the ancient emperors' inheritances had been claimed.

In the City of Ancient Emperors, news of the Brahma Heavenly Emperor and the enigmatic supreme being spread like wildfire, leaving many to lament their missed opportunities. They had arrived just a tad too late; the invaluable inheritances had already vanished.

The fortunate few who succeeded in obtaining an inheritance included Zi Daoyang, Mo Xie, Qin Wentian, Zhan Peng, and even Qin Wentian's faithful demonic beast companion. Qin Wentian's name echoed once more through the city, causing a stir.

The Immortal Ascension Rankings received a startling update. Qin Wentian's name had displaced the former #4, Xuan Yang, relegating him down the list. Not only did Xuan Yang lose his #4 spot, but he also failed to secure #5; Qing'er retained that rank. Xuan Yang now found himself at #6, a humbling descent.

Qin Wentian's ascension from obscurity had begun. With the acquisition of the God's Hand, the successful claim of Mo Xie's inheritance, and his ability to vanquish the majority of competitors in the Immortal Ascension Rankings, he had secured a prominent place in the annals of fame for his combat prowess.