Clash of the Supreme

Clash of the Supreme . . .

The situation had unfolded precisely as Dongsheng Ting had foreseen. Even if Qin Wentian managed to secure the first rank in this final round, the cumulative scores from the previous rounds would still place him behind Gusu Tianqi and Hua Taixu. The weightage given to this final round should logically be the greatest, but in this event, Dongsheng Ting held the reins, and his decisions were unassailable.

The shadowy manipulations that had previously gone unnoticed were now cast into the stark light of day. Qin Wentian had been offered an opportunity by Dongsheng Ting, which he had staunchly declined. This single refusal had sealed his fate.

It was a culmination, as if the Deepflame Immortal King's prophecy had come to pass. Some outcomes in life were destined, it seemed.

Addressing the situation, Princess Glaze gracefully called out to Dongsheng Ting. With a polite tone, she inquired, "Your Highness, you once mentioned that if Qin Wentian displayed exceptional prowess, he might have a chance to rank in the top three. Yet, the current circumstances appear quite different. Could you kindly elucidate the reason? Of course, I merely ask out of curiosity. If it's not suitable to divulge, I shall understand. After all, this is the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect's immortal banquet, and I should not pry too deeply."

Dongsheng Ting, wearing a congenial smile, responded, "Princess, your question is likely on the minds of many here. This immortal banquet serves three main purposes. Firstly, it serves as a showcase for the geniuses of our Eastern Sage Thirteen Prefectures. Secondly, it aims to recruit the most exceptional among them into the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect. Lastly, it provides an opportunity for the top three contenders to become disciples of my royal father, or rather, they become Sage Child figures within our sect."

Dongsheng Ting continued, offering insight into his decision-making process. "I must consider multiple factors. Princess may not be aware that Qin Wentian possesses extraordinary talent. Long ago, my royal father wished to take him as a disciple, planning for him to undergo a thousand years of tempering under the Deepflame Immortal King's guidance. However, Qin Wentian found the duration too long and declined, even rejecting my father's offer. This decision left my royal father somewhat displeased, prompting him to retract his initial intention to mentor Qin Wentian. Thus, when Qin Wentian reached this stage through his own abilities, it initially seemed promising. I asked him once more if he would accept the thousand-year commitment, but he refused once again. His unyielding nature is clear for all to see."

Dongsheng Ting then explained his rationale. "I have concerns that my royal father may not favor him, hence I made this decision. I believe Gusu Tianqi would be a more suitable choice. Furthermore, considering Gusu Tianqi's exceptional performances in the earlier rounds, he shines brightly. Even if he were to be bested by Qin Wentian in this final round, their strengths are closely matched. Gusu Tianqi and Hua Taixu have achieved remarkably similar results, and if Gusu Tianqi secures a top-three position while Hua Taixu does not, it would be an unjust outcome."

Dongsheng Ting's words were forthright and transparent. He then turned his gaze toward Qin Wentian and added, "However, it's entirely acceptable for Qin Wentian to be ranked fourth. The Eastern Sage Immortal Sect is more than willing to assign a Supreme Immortal King to personally mentor him. Should his performance continue to impress, he still has the opportunity to become a Sage Child or earn the favor of my royal father. This can be seen as a test, evaluating his character and potential."

Dongsheng Ting's meticulous explanations didn't just serve to clarify the present but also hinted at the future. Princess Glaze, perceptive as ever, recognized that he was intentionally making things challenging for Qin Wentian. Rather than allowing any misconceptions to fester, he chose transparency. In the future, even if Qing'er were to learn of this, her suspicions would be grounded in the truth on the surface. This rational explanation was the only way to prevent Qin Wentian from securing a spot in the top three.

Princess Glaze acknowledged his explanation with a subtle nod, refraining from further commentary.

Hua Taixu, seizing the opportunity, made an unexpected proclamation. His confidence in his own combat prowess was unmistakable as he openly offered his rank to Qin Wentian. It was clear that he had no intentions of accepting the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor as his master, a move that also showed his respect for the Myriad Incarnations Immortal King. A hint of a smile danced in the Myriad Incarnations Immortal King's eyes at this display of respect.

However, Dongsheng Ting questioned this gesture, challenging Hua Taixu's decision. Hua Taixu's expression stiffened momentarily, but his response was met with a simple smile from Qin Wentian. The young man cut to the chase, reminding Hua Taixu that this event was presided over by Dongsheng Ting, the representative of the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect. His words held sway over fairness and justice in this gathering.

This audacious statement garnered the attention of many, who found themselves intrigued by the fearless assertion. Qin Wentian's determination was palpable.

The trio of fellow sect members had all shone brilliantly, yet only Jun Mengchen had secured a place in the top three. Qin Wentian landed at fourth place, and Zi Qingxuan trailed behind at fifth.

Jun Mengchen expressed his dissatisfaction with this outcome, addressing his senior brother with concern. Qin Wentian, however, halted Jun Mengchen's protest. He emphasized his trust in Dongsheng Ting and urged his junior to give his utmost in the upcoming battle.

Jun Mengchen's resolve solidified, and he wasted no time, positioning himself at the center of the platform, his eyes locked on Gusu Tianqi. The declaration of victory echoed through the arena.

In response, Gusu Tianqi opened his eyes, unleashing a formidable aura. Nine suns hovered above him, radiating a searing heat that sent shivers through the audience. His constellation took the form of a colossal furnace, conjuring numerous blazing sun spears.

Gusu Tianqi's power left the spectators in awe. There was no other word to describe it—powerful.

On the opposite side of the battleground, Jun Mengchen stood with an air of confidence. Behind him, the phantom of an ancient supreme king materialized, and a beam of light transformed into the Clear Sky Worldly Diagram, a vast and starry expanse. Life seemed to pulse within this celestial map, enveloping the supreme king's phantom.

Witnessing this spectacle, the onlookers were left awestruck. What kind of incredible power was this? The entire starry sky seemed to wrap around the phantom, an astonishing sight to behold.

Legend spoke of heaven-defying physiques, where astral souls and constellations were preordained, gradually evolving to fulfill destiny's design. Was Jun Mengchen such an extraordinary being?

"These two prodigies, along with Hua Taixu, represent the cream of the crop among this generation's geniuses," the spectators marveled. From their perspective, Dongsheng Ting's choices were on point.

Qin Wentian, though strong, hadn't yet reached a level to stun the crowd instantly. Still, his talent was undeniable.

Gusu Tianqi closed in on Jun Mengchen with his fiery furnace, half the sky ablaze while the other half belonged to Jun Mengchen's constellation, the ancient supreme king's phantom, and the Clear Sky Worldly Diagram.

Suddenly, Gusu Tianqi thrust his finger forward, unleashing sun spears toward Jun Mengchen. These spears possessed the power to scorch even Jun Mengchen's king armor, emitting sizzling sounds as destructive embers emerged from Gusu Tianqi's furnace-like constellation.

Jun Mengchen clenched his fist, emitting an aura of absolute kingship. Roaring with rage, numerous war chariots materialized from the diagram, charging at the sun spears and causing massive explosions upon impact.

"ARGHHH!" Jun Mengchen's battle cry echoed as a tempest of violence surged from the diagram. Legions of demonic beasts and war chariots blotted out the sky, creating a chaotic spectacle.

"This is insane! Is this attack still within the realm of Celestial Phenomenon Ascendants? A single roar can annihilate countless ordinary particle worlds," the spectators exclaimed, their immortal king's gazes filled with excitement.

The blazing radiance from Gusu Tianqi grew even more intense. What was more terrifying, nine flaming figures resembling deities appeared behind the nine suns in the sky.

"KILL!" Gusu Tianqi bellowed, unleashing a scorching tidal wave of heat. The nine flaming figures drew spears from the suns, creating a solar storm that swept out with unstoppable force, obliterating everything in its path.

"The top-ranking cultivator from the Eastern Prefecture. Is this Gusu Tianqi's true strength?" The spectators gaped in awe, realizing that he was a descendant of nine generations, each ancestor being an immortal king. Were those nine flaming figures the shadows of his clan's nine immortal kings?

It was an overwhelming attack, seemingly undefendable for those at the same cultivation level. But if anyone could defend against it, it would be Jun Mengchen.

Inside Jun Mengchen's Clear Sky Worldly Diagram, waves of water converged, forming a colossal tsunami that charged with energy into his fists. His brilliant fist light illuminated the space, asserting dominance over everything.

"DIE!" Jun Mengchen howled in madness, his fist, the one that defeated Cang Ao, reappeared, but this time it was immensely more potent. The spectators witnessed a fist shadow piercing through everything, blasting a hole in the solar storm. Cracks resembling spider webs emerged until the entire solar storm conjured by Gusu Tianqi was nullified.

Jun Mengchen's fist was so formidable that nothing could withstand it.

Below, Zi Qingxuan watched in astonishment. It was evident that she was the weakest among them. Gusu Tianqi hadn't even unleashed his full strength, and she knew she couldn't defeat him. She resolved to work even harder and become stronger when she returned to the Heavenly Talisman Realm.

"Mengchen will strive to win and lower Gusu Tianqi's ranking. However, Dongsheng Ting won't allow you to enter the top three. Nevertheless, you must defeat Gusu Tianqi to prove them all wrong. Are you confident?" Zi Qingxuan whispered to Qin Wentian, who stood beside her.

Qin Wentian's eyes blazed with a terrifying sharpness as he gazed at the aerial battle. "Mere defeat is insufficient. How can that ever be enough?!"