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"The Heavenly Mystic Mirror Art is going to be broken." The hearts of the spectators trembled. Any immortal emperor had their outstanding points, and were all in possession of terrifying cultivation arts.

This Heavenly Mystic Mirror Art is originally a supreme cultivation art belonging to the Xuan Emperor, able to reflect back attacks. It was extremely terrifying when used in battle. Given Xuan Xing’s combat prowess, in addition to this cultivation art he learned, it was no wonder that he could be ranked #27 on the Immortal Ascension Rankings.

However, it was impossible for any cultivation art or secret art to be invincible. Once the mirror met an even stronger power, the balance would start to collapse. And once the attack power exceeded a certain limit, the Heavenly Mystical Mirror Art would no longer be able to endure the strain.

It was just like what happened earlier. Xuan Xing’s Heavenly Mystical Mirror Art could only stand up to, and reflect a single attack augmented by God’s Hand, issued by Qin Wentian in the gigantic roc’s form. If Qin Wentian attacked again, the mirror would surely be shattered into pieces.

At this moment, Xuan Xing was staring in rage at Qin Wentian in the air. That gigantic body of Qin Wentian gave him an extremely huge amount of pressure. This was especially so when he looked at the talons of the great roc, imbued by the power of God’s Hand. Runic glows flashed through the skies, and it was like something bestowed to Qin Wentian by a God, containing incomparably supreme attacking might within. As expected of a lost secret art which an ancient immortal emperor used to unify the immortal realms.

"I don’t dare?"

Qin Wentian’s eyes were incomparably demonic, staring at Xuan Xing down below. From the beginning in the underground palace, Xuan Xing wanted to deal with him time after time again and again. Before this, because of the incident of Qin Wentian acquiring the picture scroll, Xuan Xing already wanted his life. Let alone now that Qin Wentian possessed the secret art of God’s Hand.

As for the saying that there are no killings in the City of Ancient Emperors, that was only relative. If there’s no death grudges between both parties, everyone would naturally be willing to not overstep the line. But when in the face of overwhelming benefits and a life and death battle, this so-called ‘saying’ was incomparably flimsy, breaking apart at the slightest touch.

The spectators all felt their hearts shaking as they watched from afar. Although they were all geniuses the difference between Xuan Xing, who was ranked #27 on the Immortal Ascension Rankings, was simply too vast compared to an ordinary geniuses. For those who aren’t even rankers, they basically couldn’t even withstand a single attack from the great roc Qin Wentian transformed into. Hence, they could only choose to escape in all directions.

And that resulted in the current scene now...where Xuan Xing was facing against Qin Wentian alone.

An intense beam of light shot out. Qin Wentian’s gigantic roc form transformed into that beam of light, as his demonic qi ravaged everything in the region. Hurricanes tore apart the space as another terrifying spear stabbed out. This spear attack could even make ghosts and demons wail. Boundless runic light shimmered around it as it pierced towards Xuan Xing. Right now, Xuan Xing was just like in the center of a storm, able to be destroyed at any moment.

Xuan Xing unleashed his power to the limits. His palms faced upwards, transforming into an ancient mirror as boundless astral light and divine inscriptions frenziedly gushed into it. The Heavenly Mystical Mirror Art glowed even more brilliantly and appeared between him and the giant roc. However, despite his attempts at defense, the spectators all felt that the Xuan Xing now just seemed so tiny and inconsequential, like an insignificant being.

"BANG!" The long spear blasted into the mirror again with crushing might. At the same moment of impact, the sounds of shattering echoed out and finally, the ancient mirror was broken into pieces. That powerful spear continued on it’s way, aiming for Xuan Xing’s death.

Upon staring at this scene, the expressions on everyone froze as they felt waves of coldness in their hearts. Qin Wentian really dared to do this? He even dared to kill Xuan Xing?

"BOOM!" That destructive spear of Qin Wentian directly blasted into Xuan Xing’s body, causing all the spectators to stiffen as though they didn’t dare to believe that this was happening. However at this very moment, a terrifying aura gushed forth from Xuan Xing, blocking the spear attack. Xuan Xing was still flung through the air and blasted into the ground as he coughed out blood but right now, there was a faint silhouette that hovered in front of him.

This silhouette was that of a majestic expert. Just merely standing there, that expert radiated a prestige and might belonging to emperors and kings, unexcelled in this world.

"Little friend. In the City of Ancient Emperors, why must you be so ruthless? It’s always better to spare those you can spare, allowing room for negotiation." That imposing silhouette stared at Qin Wentian as he spoke.

"The Xuan Emperor!"

The people nearby were all shocked. This faint silhouette was actually the Xuan Emperor himself. Xuan Xing, as the son of the Xuan Emperor, would naturally have a strand of protective immortal sense from his father that would activate when he was on the verge of death.

"You should be telling these words to him. Xuan Xing is too overbearing, forcing me to the point where I have no choice. If I don’t kill him, he would kill me." Qin Wentian stared straight at the Xuan Emperor as he replied.

The Xuan Emperor glanced at Qin Wentian’s palm, as astonishment flickered in his eyes, instantly understanding what was going on.

"Scram." The Xuan Emperor waved his hand and instantly, the long spear shattered apart inch by inch. Qin Wentian only felt a tremendous force blasting into him as his gigantic body was knocked through the air. However, his countenance was ice-cold. In front of the immortal sense of the Xuan Emperor, he basically had no way to resist. It was a simple thing if the Xuan Emperor wanted to kill him.

Qin Wentian stabilized himself, but the divine inscriptions that made up the God’s Hand had already been destroyed. His huge eyes flashed with coldness, because he understood not only did this strike of the Xuan Emperor destroy his God’s Hand, the Xuan Emperor also wanted to seal his fate here.

"INSOLENCE!"

At this moment, fearsome black clouds blanketed the skies, as a pair of gigantic eyes appeared, flickering with a towering demonic might. This pair of eyes was currently staring at the Xuan Emperor in anger.

"You dared to directly interfere in the matters of the City of Ancient Emperors?" An incomparably majestic voice thundered down from the heavens. The Xuan Emperor stared upwards and spoke, "I’m merely formed from a strand of my immortal sense, acting to protect my son. I didn’t kill anyone and didn’t interfere in the matters of this city. Senior, rest your anger I shall depart now."

As the sound of his voice faded, the Xuan Emperor icily glanced at Qin Wentian before his immortal sense dissipated away.

"Hmph." A glacial voice snorted. That terrifying phenomenon also gradually disappeared; yet the memory of that scene remained etched in everyone’s mind, causing their hearts to tremble. This City of Ancient Emperors was truly mysterious. Without permission, even immortal emperors couldn’t enter, and there was a unique set of rules governing this place. Even immortal emperors weren’t permitted to interfere in the matters here.

Xuan Xing stood up. That strike earlier had actually injured him but luckily, his royal father’s immortal sense appeared, neutralizing the majority of the attack for him. Hence, he wasn’t too severely injured. Right now, his eyes were staring at the sky, at the gigantic roc that was Qin Wentian, as his killing intent shot up into the skies.

"Xuan Xing." A voice rang out as a figure whistled through the air from afar. Xuan Yang’s speed was extremely fast, bringing along some more experts from the Twin Stars Alliance as he rushed to his younger brother.

"Big brother." Upon noting the arrival of Xuan Yang, Xuan Xing pointed to the great roc in the air and stated, "This man acquired the secret art of Ancient Emperor Yi, God’s Hand. Let’s capture him."

"Xuan Yang has arrived. This time around, Qin Wentian is in danger."

When the spectators noticed Xuan Yang’s arrival, all of them could only shake their heads, thinking that Qin Wentian was in for it.

What sort of character was Xuan Yang? He’s the #4 ranker on the Immortal Ascension Rankings and naturally, his Heavenly Mystical Mirror Art would be many times more powerful compared to his younger brother Xuan Xing. There was no problem for him to block the God’s Hand, let alone that right now, the divine inscriptions that made up of the God’s Hand had already been destroyed by the Xuan Emperor’s immortal sense. How could Qin Wentian have time to compress divine energy to form them again?

For those that are able to rank within the top ten in the Immortal Ascension Rankings, none of them are ordinary characters and were true geniuses at the peak. Their strength was unfathomably strong, and the innate techniques and cultivation arts they possessed were all of the supreme tier.

The #4 ranker Xuan Yang, his strength could very well be imagined.

"Okay." Xuan Yang nodded. He slowly soared in the air, radiating an unexcelled might. Multicolored light circulated around him as he released his bloodline power, causing his entire being to turn transparent, like he could disappear at any moment. His constellation in the form of an ancient mirror also appeared, as a dazzling glow covered it.

"Xuan Yang’s Heavenly Mystical Mirror Art has actually been cultivated to such a terrifying level, he’s much more stronger than Xuan Xing. This art was extremely special, Xuan Yang used this to claim victory over many geniuses, and he can be considered a king-like existence among the geniuses at the very peak."

The spectators murmured. If Qin Wentian could re-activate God’s Hand again, he might still be strong enough to clash against Xuan Yang. But if he couldn’t, he would die here for sure.

Qin Wentian floated in the air, and indeed, he wouldn’t be able to re-activate God’s Hand so soon after the immortal sense of Xuan Emperor destroyed it. This was the secret art of Ancient Emperor Yi, a truly terrifying technique. How could it be cultivated so easily? Despite the God’s Hand being in its most rudimentary form, Qin Wentian still needed to spend a lot of time using the Spiritual Refinement Method to condense it once more. He couldn’t do so instantaneously.

He might be the only one who succeeded in cultivating this secret art. But he still has his limits. Only in the future would he grow more proficient with this.

"The Xuan Emperor must have noticed the power of God’s Hand, hence he intentionally destroyed it." Qin Wentian mused silently. As expected of an immortal emperor, although he was restricted by the rules in the City of Ancient Emperors and didn’t injure him severely, he still made sure that his son would be in an advantageous position.

"Xuan Yang, ranked #4 on the Immortal Ascension Rankings." Qin Wentian stared at his new opponent. Since he could be ranked #4, this meant that Xuan Yang’s strength was at the ultimate peak under immortality.

"You must be courting death." Xuan Yang stared at the body of the gigantic roc.

His constellation shone with boundless light as he stabbed his finger outwards. In an instant, that transparent mirror birthed beams of golden light that shot towards Qin Wentian’s eyes, aiming to blind him.

The spectators only saw blinding rays of light shooting from the mirror, so eye-piercingly sharp that they contained the power to kill within.

"Bzz!" Qin Wentian’s roc body transformed into a beam of light, instantly shooting through the skies. However, the beams of golden light shot after him unceasingly, and they actually had a speed that could keep up with Qin Wentian. If it was someone not in the rankings facing against Xuan Yang, that person would probably die instantly.

"How powerful." The spectators below stared in awe. For true geniuses that were at the peak, how could they be weak?

"Do you only know how to dodge?" Xuan Yang sneered. However in the next moment, he only saw the talons of the great roc swiping downwards, transforming into a towering palm imprint that blotted out the skies, slamming into the beams of golden light aiming for him.

"Swish~" A raging wind gusted, Qin Wentian directly rushed Xuan Yang. During the rush, his sharp talons endlessly slashed outwards, unceasingly destroying the beams of light from the mirror.

"Qin Wentian’s attack is also overbearingly tyrannical. Even without depending on God’s Hand, his current strength is already sufficient for him to be ranked within the top one-hundred of the Immortal Ascension Rankings." Many of the spectators silently mused in their hearts.