"You flatter me, Young City Lord."
Wan Shan laughed heartily, though the joy on his face was impossible to conceal.
Indeed, Wan Tai Huangzun was the most outstanding peerless genius-level supreme powerhouse to emerge from the Wanxuan Heavenly Clan in recent times. In terms of cultivation years alone, he was absolutely considered young among the many powerful figures present.
At this moment, the Heaven-Mending City Lord, seated at the highest position, said with a faint smile, "Wan Shan, your Wanxuan Heavenly Clan has indeed given birth to a remarkable, world-shaking genius. In the future, he may very well become the clan's second Supreme Heavenly Venerate!"
As the Heaven-Mending City Lord, the length of his existence and his cultivation far surpassed that of the Young City Lord by countless times.
Wan Shan, as a Great Truth-level ancient ancestor of the Wanxuan Heavenly Clan, held a high and powerful position. Generally, relying on his own cultivation and the background of his Heavenly Clan, even external Great Truth-level existences would have to show him a slight deference.
However, facing this Heaven-Mending City Lord, Wan Shan did not act in such a manner.
He knew the prowess of this Heaven-Mending City Lord. Though both were at the Great Truth level, this City Lord was far more profound and unfathomable, absolutely not to be underestimated.
Especially since the other's background was also extremely extraordinary.
As someone born into an Eternal Heavenly Clan, Wan Shan naturally understood much more than most. Therefore, he now spoke as an equal, laughing loudly, "For the City Lord to speak thus is Wan Tai's great honor."
The Heaven-Mending City Lord gave a slight nod and spoke no more.
Within the Heaven-Mending Ancient Hall, the various powerhouses conversed with each other, the atmosphere quite lively, yet their gazes were all fixed on the mottled battle platform at the front of the ancient hall.
The Heaven-Mending Battle Platform was massive, like an ancient continent. Its surface was covered in mottled marks, undulating constantly, bearing bloodstains, skeletal remains, and even the wreckage of numerous world stars—all battle scars left behind by clashes on the platform throughout the ages.
Since time immemorial, countless top-tier powerhouses had fought and bled, burying their lives upon this platform.
Thus, it had forged the illustrious, awe-inspiring reputation of the Heaven-Mending Battle Platform.
On one side of the Heaven-Mending Battle Platform stood Qian Wentian, his body wreathed in flawless golden light, resembling a golden war god.
Ye Chen, meanwhile, was in a nearby palace, savoring fine wine as he watched Qian Wentian with great interest, unable to suppress a light chuckle.
In terms of appearance, he was quite similar to Qian Xun—truly worthy of being Qian Xun's descendant.
Moreover, their temperaments were also alike.
His cultivation was also formidable.
On the other side, a carriage pulled by nine True Dragons as draft beasts appeared from the horizon, causing onlookers to gasp in shock.
For these were all Heaven-Mending-level True Dragons, equivalent to Quasi-Giants. Yet now, they could only serve as draft beasts, pulling a carriage as radiant as the sun, shaking the heavens and stirring the myriad Daos. One could imagine how exalted Wan Tai Huangzun's status was.
The Wanxuan Heavenly Clan placed immense importance on Wan Tai Huangzun, this Tongtian-level supreme powerhouse, equipping him with such an entourage. Even a Taixu-level existence might not necessarily be qualified to enjoy such treatment.
Of course, from another perspective, this was also Wan Tai Huangzun's way of intimidating Qian Wentian from the outset.
Wan Tai Huangzun arrived with nine Heaven-Mending-level True Dragons as his draft beasts, while Qian Wentian had come alone. Without a doubt, this established a disparity in momentum from the start.
In battles, it was often like this—one didn't necessarily need to strike; various aspects alone could be enough to make the opponent lose.
Roar—
Roar—
Roar—
...
The nine Heaven-Mending-level True Dragons roared, their dragon cries shaking the firmament. Dragon claws as vast as the heavens descended, swatting toward Qian Wentian on the Heaven-Mending Battle Platform.
Without a doubt, this was a second act of intimidation.
Wan Tai Huangzun himself did not make a move, instead having his draft dragons attack.
Even if Qian Wentian could defeat the nine True Dragons, he would still be clashing head-on with draft beasts,intangible influence / imperceptibly lowering his status by a great margin and being insulted as someone only fit to contend with draft beasts.
This, too, was an insult from Wan Tai Huangzun!
"Vile beasts!"
Qian Wentian snorted coldly. His eyes were like two blazing suns, erupting with endless golden flames that inundated the nine True Dragons.
The nine Heaven-Mending-level True Dragons were engulfed by the terrifying golden flames—these were Taixu-level golden flames, containing absolutely fearsome martial will and Great Dao rules. Their dragon scales were scorched and burned, their flesh incinerated.
Miserable shrieks rose and fell continuously.
They were utterly incapable of harming Qian Wentian; instead, they were severely wounded by the flames in an instant.
This was the vast gap between realms.
"How formidable! In the blink of an eye, he wounded nine True Dragons. Although the dragons are only at the Heaven-Mending level, still far from the Tongtian level, he merely swept his gaze over them, yet possessed such might. He is indeed powerful."
"Do not underestimate this Qian Wentian. Though his background may be inferior to Wan Tai Huangzun's, do not forget that Qian Wentian's father is the War God Sovereign, and his master is the Battle Saint Ancestor. Now that the Battle Saint Ancestor and the Defying War Lord have merged into one, becoming the War Ancestor, he is an invincible Supreme Being."
"Indeed, the War Ancestor is too fierce. He directly charged into the Taiyuan Heavenly Clan, severely wounding the two Supreme Beings of the Tonggu and Taitian Heavenly Clans, staining the Heavenly Venerate Mountain with blood. Truly terrifying."
"Though Wan Tai Huangzun is strong, Qian Wentian, taught by the War Ancestor, is likely no simple figure either. Just the method of severely wounding nine Heaven-Mending-level True Dragons with a mere gaze is not something an ordinary Tongtian-level Giant could execute. He probably approaches the Taixu level."
...
Many powerhouses discussed among themselves.
From within the carriage came a heaven-shaking cold snort.
A vast, magnificent radiance spread across the sky, dispelling the continuously burning golden flames on the bodies of the nine draft dragons and even healing their injuries.
Wan Tai Huangzun stepped out from the carriage. He, too, was a figure of utmost nobility, wearing a purple-gold divine crown and imperial robes. The moment he appeared, the nine Heaven-Mending-level True Dragons could not help but prostrate on the ground, trembling and emitting submissive low roars.
His gaze was like blazing lightning, fixed directly on Qian Wentian as he said indifferently, "Qian Wentian, I never expected a descendant of the Original Realm's sinner race would truly dare to show yourself!"
Qian Wentian stood with his hands behind his back, his expression cold as snow. "To kill you, what is there to fear?"
"Hmph!" Wan Tai Huangzun snorted coldly. Waves of purple-gold mist surged from his body, making him appear even more noble and extraordinary, like a generation's Heavenly Venerate. "This seat shall see where your courage comes from!"
"Enough talk. Let's fight!"
Qian Wentian was direct. Boundless golden light erupted from his body, flooding the heavens and earth like countless golden war swords, inundating the Heaven-Mending Battle Platform.
Simultaneously, the Heaven-Mending Battle Platform activated its ancient formation patterns. Visible to the naked eye, countless rule patterns emerged, dense and intricate, interweaving across the entire platform. Finally, upon the Heaven-Mending Battle Platform, a vast, desolate great world materialized.
Qian Wentian was like a golden meteor, his body erupting with blazing golden light flames as he shot through the void, tearing through space. He advanced and immediately swatted a palm toward Wan Tai Huangzun.
Though it was called a palm strike, in reality, that palm transformed into an ancient heavenly stele. Its surface was densely covered with supreme rule divine patterns—Tongtian-level Dao inscriptions—and also contained the ultimate essence of the Heaven-Shaking Palm from the Battle Saint Method.
Ye Chen revealed a trace of satisfaction.
Qian Wentian was quite impressive, actually managing to fuse the essence of the Heaven-Shaking Palm with the essence of the Heaven-Suppressing Seal.