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This person was an expert from the Core Faction of the Royal Sacred Sect. Those from this Faction were the true controllers of the Royal Sacred Sect and only people from this faction could command the Nine Great Sects, hence the tone of his voice used.

However, the spectators were all taken aback. This battle on the Sacred Battle Platform shocked the entire Royal Sacred Region, and there were several reclusive sects and ancient clans all gathered here. Why did the Royal Sacred Sect choose to make such an announcement in a place where the vast majority of geniuses was gathered?

With regards to the absolute hegemon of the Royal Sacred Region, the common populace didn’t really understand it. After several geniuses of the Royal Sacred Region entered the Royal Sacred Sect, the things they did within were essentially unknown to the others. Now, they were thinking what sort of achievements Qin Wentian would have if he entered the Royal Sacred Sect.

Not only that, for those truly powerful characters within the Royal Sacred Sect, how powerful were they exactly?

If Qin Wentian, this Heaven Chosen who exuded unmatched magnificence, were to be compared to the core disciples of the Royal Sacred Sect that had been specially nurtured, who would be more outstanding?

This question was something they would likely never know. After entering the Royal Sacred Sect, those characters would only be within the sect, and no longer show their faces by combating on a public stage.

The Battle Sword Sect, as well as the other great sects, also had their suspicions. Why would the Royal Sacred Sect suddenly summon such a large number of geniuses?

Amongst the crowd from the Battle Sword Sect, there were two Sword Sovereigns who had arrived. They were the Flame Mountain Sword Sovereign, as well as the Desolate Mountain Sword Sovereign. The two of them sat on the same row, yet there was a middle-aged expert sitting right between them. When this middle-aged expert heard the words of the Royal Sacred Sect’s representative, his expression turned incredibly solemn as his brows twitched. An expression of unhappiness could be seen flickering in his eyes and both Sword Sovereigns were staring at him. It appeared as though they were conversing via voice transmissions.

"May we inquire what is this about?" an expert from an ancient sect asked.

"You don’t need to ask too many details now. Make your own decision whether to send your geniuses or not," the representative stated emotionlessly, as though he didn’t really care about the other major powers that were not of the nine great sects at all. This made the others from major powers all gain an expression of contemplation on their faces.

"Three days later, we will bring our disciples there," an expert from the Violet Thunder Sect spoke. After which, the others of the nine great sects all mirrored his attitude and expressed that they would head over to the Royal Sacred Sect in three days time.

"The Royal Sacred Sect is summoning so many geniuses, it shouldn’t be a bad thing," the major powers all speculated, as decisiveness filled their hearts.

"Fine, three days later I will wait for all of you outside the Royal Sacred Sect," the representative spoke again. After which, his silhouette flickered as he soared through the air and vanished.

"Is there anyone who still wishes to step on the Sacred Battle Platform?" the administrator of the Sacred Battle Platform suddenly spoke.

No one replied. For the battle today, Qin Wentian had swept through all the Heaven Chosen who participated. Fan Miaoyu and Wu Teng both similarly exuded extraordinary brilliance. If one really wanted to challenge any of the three of them, they would have to have comprehended at least two true intents. For these kind of characters, it would be extremely rare as the majority of them would have already chosen to break through to Celestial Phenomenon.

"Junior brother Qin!" At this moment, Lin Shuai suddenly called out. Qin Wentian turned his gaze in that direction as Lin Shuai nodded his head, beckoning him to come over. After arriving beside Lin Shuai, he only saw Lin Shuai shifting his gaze to the character between the two Sword Sovereigns as he stated solemnly, "Junior brother Qin, this man is our master-uncle, the junior apprentice brother of the ancestor of our Battle Sword Sect. He is the representative of the Battle Sword Faction of the Royal Sacred Sect and wishes to invite you to take a look around the Royal Sacred Sect. Are you interested?"

Qin Wentian stared at the middle-aged man as he bowed, "I shall naturally listen to the wishes of senior."

After this matter, he was simply too dazzling with too many pairs of eyes all riveted on him. There were also quite a few people who wanted to kill him, and although his strength had almost reached the peak, he was still insufficient to challenge any of the great sects. Right now, this senior was inviting him so as to protect him, why would he reject the Battle Sword Sect’s kind intentions?

"In that case, let’s move out.," the middle-aged man nodded and smiled at Qin Wentian. Today he finally met Qin Wentian and indeed this young man before him was just as rumored, exuding unmatched magnificence throughout his generation. He was truly a good seedling and in the future; he would definitely be one of the characters at the peak of the Royal Sacred Region.

"Mhm, can I bring my friends along as well?" Qin Wentian inquired.

"Naturally." The middle-aged man nodded his head. He then smiled when he looked in Mo Qingcheng’s direction. These two juniors were truly a compatible match.

Qin Wentian slowly walked to the side of Mo Qingcheng. The two of them locked their gazes and shared a smile. Qin Wentian then held her hand only to find that Mo Qingcheng’s hands were icy cold. Traces of guilt filled his heart - he had made her worry again. In actuality, the grand battle on the Sacred Battle Platform was extremely dangerous. If it wasn’t for him having that sudden spark of insight, how could it be so easy for him to kill Di Shi and Liu Lan?

Qin Wentian then started, he saw a figure in the crowd that silently turned, preparing to depart. He involuntarily called out, "Qing`er!"

That figure halted, before slowly turning back as she saw Qin Wentian holding Mo Qingcheng’s hand, moving towards her direction.

"What’s wrong?" Qin Wentian asked.

"I will return to the Battle Sword Sect first," Qing`er hugged Little Rascal in her arms and spoke in a low voice.

Qin Wentian stared at Qing`er, feeling pain in his heart. He also didn’t know where this feeling came from. When he saw Qing`er back then, she told him that he no longer needed her. At that time, he thought that she would leave, disappearing forever. For some reason, an incomparable sorrow weighed down in his heart. It was only when Qing`er informed him of her decision not to leave that he finally felt better. After that, Qing`er came with him to the Sacred Battle Platform. But now, she actually said she wanted to leave?

However right now, Qin Wentian was holding onto Mo Qingcheng’s hand and he didn’t know how to stop her.

"I’m leaving," Qing`er softly stated as she turned away once more.

"Qing`er~" At this moment, a gentle and melodious voice drifted over. Qing`er once again stopped her steps, as she turned and stared at Mo Qingcheng. She only saw Mo Qingcheng walking up and smiling sweetly at her. "Qing`er, why don’t we go together? I have no companion, can you accompany me...?"

A startled expression flashed through Qing`er’s emotionless eyes. She stared at Mo Qingcheng, only to see a smile flickering in her eyes. Qing`er didn’t know how to reject her and after a moment, she found herself replying, "Okay..."

"Thank you, Qing`er." Mo Qingcheng took a step forward, her eyes filled with gratitude. She knew everything Qing`er had done for Qin Wentian. Things that she never had a chance to do.

Both of them were women. Maybe Mo Qingcheng’s understanding of Qing`er was deeper even when compared to Qin Wentian’s.

The originally ice-cold Qing`er was actually in a panic now. Right now, there was some intent to dodge in her eyes, containing traces of confusion.

"Two celestial beauties..." Little Rascal returned to his original form and whined in a baby voice. It stretched out its paw, swiping down Qing`er’s veil and at this moment, everyone in the surroundings were all stunned by her beauty. Only then did they understand why that little demon said that there were two celestial beauties. What an apt description.

Mo Qingcheng alone was already incomparably gorgeous. And this woman who wore the veil, her beauty was an otherworldly one, comparable to fairies. Her ice-cold demeanor was akin to the purest snow lotus, pure and untainted.

"How beautiful," many sighed in their hearts. Yet another beauty on the same level as Mo Qingcheng and Lin Xian`er. Even Lin Xian`er was stunned as an astonished expression flashed across her face. After which, a light smile flickered in her eyes. This fellow was truly awesome, beyond her expectations.

However right now, the ones who were shocked the most was undoubtedly Wang Yunfei, Shen Jing, Rong Yan, Moon, and the others. For Shen Jing and Rong Yan, they treated the veiled woman just like how they treated Qin Wentian, kicking both of them away and sending them to Moon. They had never even looked straight at Qin Wentian as well as this woman, yet the beauty of this woman was so radiant that even if Shen jing were to stand beside her, Shen Jing’s beauty would dim and lose all its luster.

Qing`er smacked down, aiming for Little Rascal’s head while coldly staring at it. That little puppy let out whimpering noises. After this Qin Wentian, Mo Qingcheng, and Qing`er walked back to those from the Battle Sword Sect as all of them soared into the air and departed.

"He left..." Fan Miaoyu, Wu Teng, as well as the experts from the other major powers stared at the departing back of Qin Wentian, feeling a myriad of emotions in their hearts.

...

The Royal Sacred Sect, the hegemony of this era. The vast palaces were so tall that it seemed their peaks could touch the sky.

At the entrance of the sect, countless bodies clad in armor stood around. The experts here were as common as clouds. Protecting the Royal Sacred Sect.

Inside here, there was a cloudheaven ladder that was over hundred feet tall. Slowly walking up, one could reach the interior of the Royal Sacred Sect. Qin Wentian and the others ascended up it before moving in a certain direction, entering another vast palace. This was none other than the palace occupied by the Battle Sword Faction.

"Wentian, come with me," that senior from the Battle Sword Sect smiled at Qin Wentian. Qin Wentian nodded, he brought Mo Qingcheng and Qing`er together as he followed after. Not long later, they came to a certain location. He only saw there was an old man standing with his hands folded behind his back who was currently staring at him with a playful expression in his eyes. That shameless smile brought back memories of a time long ago.

"Eh..." Qin Wentian and Qing`er both stood there stunned. They had actually seen this old man before. Back then when they encountered danger in the Xuan King City and were pursued by the various major powers into the mountains, they met a strange old man there that wanted to accept Qin Wentian and Qing`er as his disciples. But eventually, he was rejected by them.

"Little bastard, you still can’t escape from my palms, muahaha." The old man stared at Qin Wentian, laughing shamelessly with his hands behind his back.

"You undying old fart. Don’t tell me you are the ancestor of the Battle Sword Sect?" Qin Wentian cursed in a low voice. He suddenly understood many things. Back then, why did his senior brother Lin Shuai appear in Xuan King City, and why was there a rumor stating that the upper echelons of the Battle Sword Sect started the whole disciple recruitment event with the location designated at Xuan King City? Looking at this old man now, how could Qin Wentian still not understand?

The others in the surroundings all perspired madly, badly shocked by Qin Wentian’s words. Their esteemed, lofty ancestor was actually called an undying old fart by a junior...

The old man also stood there stunned. He blew air through his beard and glared at Qin Wentian, "Hmm, you have guts indeed."

"Old fart, just tell me what’s the purpose of the Royal Sacred Sect this time around." Qin Wentian didn’t give him any face at all. At the very end, he discovered that him entering the Battle Sword Sect was part of the plan machinated by this old fart. How could he still be civil with his words?

"Hu..." The old man glared at Qin Wentian, his eyes widening as he scolded in a low voice, "Consider yourself ruthless. Little brat, the reason why the Royal Sacred Sect is summoning so many geniuses of the other powers is because there’s an immortal palace and it needs you all to explore it. It’s extremely dangerous to enter this immortal palace. The Royal Sacred Sect has probed it for many years, but they still hadn’t discovered many of its secrets. This time, they are planning to gather all the terrifying characters of the Heavenly Dipper Realm and send them in to investigate. You must be careful not to let yourself be buried within it, and must absolutely not underestimate the strength of these people. Some of these were Heaven Chosen nurtured from the Core Faction of the Royal Sacred Sect. There are many people at the Heavenly Dipper Realm still stronger compared to you."

"Immortal palace?" Qin Wentian’s eyes flashed sharply.

"Yes, an immortal palace. The Vermillion Bird Immortal Palace. This should be something left behind by an extremely terrifying character. Even the sect leader of the Royal Sacred Sect, an immortal, has no way to forcibly barge into it. You can very well imagine how powerful the master of the immortal palace was back in the past." As the sound of the old man faded, Qin Wentian’s heart violently pounded.

The Vermilion Bird Immortal Palace!