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As the experts headed deeper into the mountains, there gradually were some who could no longer endure the resistance attacks and were forced to stop.

This ancient mountain seemed endlessly deep, and was incredibly mysterious. There would be strange sounds drifting out from within occasionally, similar to the music of the Great Dao. The sounds caused the people in here to tremble involuntarily, as though shocked by lightning.

Yet, Qin Wentian felt something calling out to him as he continued advancing inwards. The divine essence of God’s Hand permeated the entire atmosphere.

His eyes glanced at a certain peak and instantly, Qin Wentian felt as though he was mired in an illusion. On that peak, a gigantic diagram in the form of a human could be seen. The diagram was shimmering with fearsome might and all of a sudden, a terrifying palm imprint shot out. Qin Wentian’s eyes gleamed, as though he wanted to see through this palm imprint. Stepping out, the entire energy in his body erupted as immortal light from his immortal foundation surrounded the area. God’s Hand was activated as he blasted a palm strike of his own outwards.

"BOOM!" The space trembled. Force from the impact that was powerful enough that it could flatten a mountain and overturn oceans radiated outwards. Qin Wentian continued staring ahead, his terrifying eyes were as though they wanted to see through everything, including the mysteries of the runic diagram. Right now, a marvelous energy birthed in his body as boundless runes flowed endlessly.

Rumbling sounds filled the air, as numerous palm imprints blasted forth from the diagram, containing an all-out annihilative might, aiming at him. The demon sword appeared in Qin Wentian’s hand, radiating an overwhelming demonic energy as the power from his God’s Hand infused within. The immortal energy from his immortal foundation was channelled into it as well. With a thunderous slash, it seemed like a great roc shot out, mercilessly shattering the numerous palm imprints smashing towards him.

Qin Wentian slowly flew upwards, soaring into the air.

At this moment, a marvelous stream of energy streamed into him, directly ringing out in his mind like a bolt of lightning. The diagram he saw in his mind’s eye grew clearer by several times but the demon sword in his hand didn’t stop slashing out. Finally, the divine essence in this area grew fainter and fainter but the light in Qin Wentian’s eyes gleamed even more brightly with a divine glow.

Qin Wentian then kept his demon sword. When he turned his head, he realized the other experts were still resisting the attacks. Evidently, he was not the only one who could sense the divine essence here.

"Shengge." At this moment, a voice drifted over from ahead. Nanfeng Shengge turned her gaze over only to see Kong Ye and Zong Zhan standing there, glancing at her. The person who spoke was Kong Ye. "Shengge, there seems to be traces of a Grand Dao here, they are able to transform into attacks and blast us. Do you want to travel together with us?"

"It’s fine, we have many people with us." Nanfeng Shengge smiled and shook her head. Kong Ye glanced at Qin Wentian as well as the other experts from the Southern Phoenix Clan as he nodded, not saying anything more.

"Let’s continue." Qin Wentian spoke when he saw everyone stopping. They headed deeper into the depths of the mountain. Other than the people of the Southern Phoenix Clan, the people brought here by the Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord and Bai Wuya were close to them as well.

Behind them, were people from the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect and Violet Emperor Sect. Among these people, Dongsheng Ting and another young man was in the lead. That other young man was none other than the nephew of the Violet Emperor. His name was Zi Yunwu and he had outstanding talent. The Violet Emperor heavily regards this nephew of his and has taught him some of his secret arts which caused Zi Yunwu to be extremely powerful.

Dongsheng Ting and Zi Yunwu conspicuously followed behind Qin Wentian. Their gazes flickered with coldness when they glanced at Qin Wentian. This caused a mysterious smile to appear on Jiang Ziyu’s face. He was somewhere in their surroundings and it seems like there would soon be some good drama to watch in the ancient mountains. He only needed to wait for the show.

Jiang Ziyu’s gaze would occasionally glance at the mysterious masked young man who was advancing forward with his eyes closed. This man was travelling with the black hound and was heading off in a direction where there were no others.

"Sir, do you want to travel together? We can take care of each other if trouble arises." Jiang Ziyu spoke, staring at the mysterious masked young man.

"No thanks." The masked young man replied in a faint tone with no fluctuations. Jiang Ziyu smiled, he wasn’t bothered by the rejection.

.......

In the blink of an eye, Qin Wentian and the others had entered the ancient mountain for three days.

During these three days, the atmosphere at the God Hand Mountain Manor was as calm as before. Emperor Yu gave the order to extend the banquet to entertain the people here. Everyone was welcome to join.

The Violet Emperor, Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor and the others didn’t leave. All the immortal emperors had sent people affiliated to them into the ancient mountain. They were naturally waiting for good news from their subordinates.

"Emperor Yu, was this ancient mountain truly left behind by Ancient Emperor Yi?" The Violet Emperor stared at Emperor Yu as he asked.

"Naturally." Emperor Yu nodded with a smile. "If not, how can an ancient mountain obstruct you, the great Violet Emperor from entering even though you wanted to?"

"What cultivation realm did Emperor Yi reach exactly?" The Violet Emperor asked.

"You should have heard of it before." Emperor Yu smiled. "Being able to dominate the entire immortal realms in an era, only one who is at that realm, would be able to do so. Even though you are a peak-level immortal emperor, you most probably wouldn’t be able to even withstand a single strike from him."

"Hmph." A look of unhappiness appeared on the Violet Emperor’s face. Although he knew Emperor Yu’s words were true, he was confident that sooner or later, he would too, break through to that realm.

"Emperor Yu, Ancient Emperor Yi left the divine essence of his secret art inside the ancient mountain. This indicates that one would only be able to obtain the inheritance if they enter within. It would be useless to kidnap the one who obtains God’s Hand. Seems like Emperor Yi heavily regards this secret art and was worried that his successor would encounter misfortune." The Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor laughed.

"For heaven-defying secret arts like God’s Hand, other than some unique secret techniques, which other secret arts would be easy to cultivate? An example is the Ultimate Violet Saint Immortal Art of the Violet Emperor. Could it be that you can easily learn it just by kidnapping his descendants? If things were so simple, wouldn’t things be extremely dangerous for the descendants of the Violet Emperor? This is the same for the Jiang Clan and the Southern Phoenix Clan. Who else would still dare to roam the immortal realms?" Emperor Yu laughed coldly. "Eastern Sage, stop talking nonsense."

"Emperor Yu, it seems like you are trying to hide something." The Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor smiled casually. "According to what I know, a junior of the latter generations managed to comprehend and cultivate the rudimentary form of God’s Hand in the City of Ancient Emperors. You opening up the ancient mountain, does that have something to do with this junior?"

"You are trying to ask if my actions were for him alone right?" Emperor Yu smiled. "The complete version of God’s Hand has been displayed before all of your eyes. You guys are immortal emperors, yet you are still suspecting this? How truly ridiculous."

"I’m merely just wondering, please don’t take offense at that. I naturally believe you. If not, if you really opened up the ancient mountain for a single junior, wouldn’t that be a waste of effort? The recently resurfaced God’s Hand would disappear in the immortal realms once again. That would really be too much of a pity." The Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor calmly added. Nanfeng Guhong and the Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord’s eyes flashed when they heard that. The Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord then spoke, "Eastern Sage, are you boasting again?"

"Boasting?" The Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor drank a cup of wine as he smiled, "I wonder if you still have a protective strand of immortal sense on him. If you have, you would naturally be able to see what happens when he dies. Sadly, the ancient mountain would exterminate all immortal senses almost instantly. You won’t be able to save Qin Wentian."

"Eastern Sage, as an immortal emperor, you actually went all out to ensure the death of a junior who recently stepped into the immortal foundation realm. In fact, you even needed to scheme so much, I truly feel shame for you." The Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord coldly spoke. From the tone of Eastern Sage, it seems that he was exceedingly confident in being able to kill Qin Wentian. Most probably, those disciples from the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect were sent into the ancient mountain to kill Qin Wentian under the pretext of trying to obtain God’s Hand.

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Right now, Qin Wentian and the others already entered the depths of the ancient mountain. Over here, small peaks could be seen everywhere. This mysterious ancient mountain seemed to have no end to it. During these few days, Qin Wentian and the others had comprehended several different kinds of energy as they faced different attacks. The number of experts in here dwindled as well. And the deeper they headed into the ancient mountain, the more profound the divine essence would be. In fact, because they couldn’t even comprehend the existence of the divine essence, there were many among them who were no longer facing any resistance from the ancient mountain. For the remaining, their hearts would shudder occasionally, they could faintly sense a terrifying and mysterious energy permeating the atmosphere here.

At this moment, Qin Wentian and the others came before a vast mountain rampart. In the center, a narrow path could be seen but instead of rushing in, Qin Wentian was staring at the mountain rampart in a daze. There was a runic diagram inscribed on the rampart which manifested ancient runic words that endlessly brand themselves into Qin Wentian’s sea of consciousness. These ancient runic words transformed into boundless streams of energy, ravaging his body from within.

Upon circulating the energy from the rudimentary form of God’s Hand, those ancient runic words grew clearer in his mind. His immortal foundation radiated light as the runes transformed into even stronger attacks that blasted him from within.

"BOOM, BOOM, BOOM!" Qin Wentian only felt his body shaking unceasingly from the impact of those attacks. Cracking sounds even rang out from his bones as his countenance grew pale. Also, the more he circulated the energy of the rudimentary God’s Hand, the more fearsome these attacks seemed to be. He felt that his body was being lacerated apart bit by bit.

"If one wants to cultivate God’s Hand, one can only do so if one has a supremely strong physique." Qin Wentian mused. The people in the surroundings also attempted to comprehend this but at this very moment, Qin Wentian felt a trace of killing intent lock onto him. He turned abruptly and soon after, he saw Dongsheng Ting and Zi Yunwu leading their experts to surround him and his comrades.

Qin Wentian’s eyes flashed with coldness. Dongsheng Ting and the others kept following behind him. How could Qin Wentian not know what their plans were? He has been waiting, he wanted to see what capabilities Dongsheng Ting had exactly.

The experts on both sides were quite numerous. Before the start of battle, it was unknown which side would be victorious.

"Now, even if you wish to exit, it is no longer possible." Dongsheng Ting icily spoke, staring at Qin Wentian.

"Where does your confidence come from?" Qin Wentian’s eyes flickered with killing intent. He wanted Dongsheng Ting dead as well.

Dongsheng Ting turned to Nanfeng Yunxi and the others from the Southern Phoenix Clan. "Everyone from the Southern Phoenix Clan, I don’t wish to make things difficult for you guys. This is a personal grudge between Qin Wentian and us. If you don’t interfere, you are welcome to stand aside and watch."

Nanfeng Yunxi stared at Dongsheng Ting, "Qin Wentian’s matters are the matters of my Southern Phoenix Clan."

"In that case, we would have to offend the holy successor then." Dongsheng Ting coldly spoke. Numerous beams of immortal light flashed as those from the Eastern Sage Immortal Sect took out immortal weapons. Qin Wentian, the experts from the Southern Phoenix Clan and the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect, all took out immortal weapons as well.

Right now, there were people of all levels of the Immortal Foundation Realm here. Once a chaotic battle starts, things would get extremely dangerous.

Dongsheng Ting waved his hands as a fearsome-looking spinning disk containing many complicated runes appeared in his hands. It gave off a feeling of unfathomability and as Dongsheng Ting channeled immortal energy into it, the spinning disk started to release streams of silvery light that radiated an intense absorption might, intending on absorbing everything. Qin Wentian’s demon sword hummed incessantly, it felt a little out of control and was about to fly off from his hand.

"Get over here!" Dongsheng Ting roared. The spinning wheel grew larger in size as the silvery strands of light shot out. With a loud swishing noise, the immortal weapon in the hands of a maiden from the Southern Phoenix Clan flew straight away from her hand, directly into the direction of the spinning wheel!