Ancient Godly Monarch - Chapter 1290

Chapter 1290
Chapter 1290: A Single Strike Should Already be Sufficient


Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire

A saint-grade devil-foundation in the form of a dragon .

Everyone turned their gazes onto Yulong Shengtu, feeling speechless with shock in their hearts . As expected of a cultivator that originated from the legendary ground . The Devil Mountain most probably had many shocking secret arts . This young man was the Imperial Dragon Saint . It shouldn't be strange that he would also have a saint-grade devil-foundation .

His entire body emitted dragon roars, shaking the sky and earth . Yulong Shengtu was like a true dragon of darkness, with dragon blood and bones . His devil-foundation seemed to have the eyes of a dragon, imposingly glancing with disdain at everything under the heavens . Many devil-foundation experts in the surroundings couldn't help but feel their hearts shaking . If Yulong Shengtu acted against them, he would easily be able to suppress and even shatter their devil-foundations .

Above Qin Wentian, his perfect saint-grade immortal-foundation was spinning rapidly about, also transforming into the shape of a dragon . This was an incredibly terrifying demon dragon of destruction, exuding overwhelming amounts of demonic qi, standing on equal grounds with his opponent's devil-foundation .

"Since I dare to challenge you to battle, it's not because I'm fighting for a sliver of chance for my survival . You will understand through this battle that once you don't have the status as the Imperial Dragon Saint, you are basically nothing . " Qin Wentian quietly spoke . He was as arrogant as he was back then at the birthday celebration of the Fallen Devil Emperor, even if the one facing him was Yulong Shengtu .

Qin Wentian wouldn't care who his opponent was . As long as his opponent was in the same cultivation realm as him, it was impossible for him to be defeated . This was absolute confidence born from his absolute strength .

Ever since he awakened from unconsciousness, he discovered that his cultivation base had shot straight to the ninth-level of immortal-foundation . Hence, his confidence now was at an extreme .

Facing opponents at the peak of immortal or devil-foundation, he wouldn't lose . There was no way he would lose .



Right now, his current cultivation was at the ninth-level of immortal-foundation .

Back then, he was at the peak of the seventh-level, a step away from the eighth . He also didn't expect that Xin Yu's Mercury Lady Devil Art was actually so powerful, directly pushing him past an entire level . However to do so, Xin Yu had to sacrifice her cultivation and start again at the bottom of devil-foundation .

Yulong Shengtu laughed . He had roamed the Myriad Devil Islands for many years and had became the Imperial Dragon Saint officially after he stepped into the devil-foundation realm . A majority of the time, he would be cultivating during his travels and he had never met someone as arrogant as Qin Wentian before . Facing him, this Qin Wentian actually dared to have such confidence .

"ROAR!" A heaven-shaking dragon roar rang out as a devil dragon shot towards Qin Wentian . Its gigantic body seemed to be able to cover everything . Wrenching its maw open, it wanted to swallow everything in this space . Qin Wentian seemed extremely inconsequential and tiny beneath that gigantic maw .

Lifting his hand, Qin Wentian directly punched out . A single punch of his also caused dragon roars to shake the sky as a destructive demon dragon flew upwards, smashing into the dragon of darkness as both shattered into nothingness, terrifying to the extreme .

The collision of blows in the air shook the entire space . The devil emperors who were there waved their hands, containing the effects of the aftershock .

Yulong Shengtu and Qin Wentian soared up into the air . To them, the space on the ground wasn't enough for their battle .

The eyes of Yulong Shengtu suddenly gleamed with an extremely demonic light . His devil-foundation emitted angry roars as an incomparably sharp dragon claw appeared before Qin Wentian, grabbing towards him .

Qin Wentian's body flowed with a terrifying divine light, seemingly indestructible . Numerous ancient characters manifested around him, shattering the claw of the demonic dragon that attempted to grab him .



"Yulong Shengtu of the Devil Mountain, if your attack power is only at this level, there's no longer a need for us to fight . " Qin Wentian calmly said . Yulong Shengtu frowned . The aura Qin Wentian was exuding had reached an extremely terrifying level .

"In that case, let me show you what my true ultimate attack is . " Yulong Shengtu spoke in cold arrogance . Both his hands folded ancient imprints as a blanket of darkness covered the skies, which then gleamed with a dark star light . In the black atmosphere, a pair of eyes of darkness opened .

Yulong Shengtu was standing on the head of a terrifying devil dragon . With a loud roar, the entire space trembled with devil might as lightning filled the skies, constituting an apocalyptic scene . A burst of lightning bolts kept generating, blasting towards Qin Wentian . Such an attack, other than forcibly enduring it, there was no way to evade .

The law energy flowing on his body grew increasingly dazzling . Qin Wentian stared at the blasts of lightning . The ancient characters around him gleamed as the phantom of a divine turtle enveloped him, allowing the lightning to blast freely into him as he stood there unmoving .

However at this moment, numerous dragons of darkness suddenly shot out of the blanket of darkness . The spectators all felt their hearts pounding when they saw this scene . Even devil kings could feel fear in their hearts when they saw this attack .

Was this the power of an expert from the Devil Mountain? Simply too terrifying, such might, such innate technique, it was simply unfathomable .

Yulong Shengtu of the Devil Mountain, truly lived up to his reputation .

"Qin Wentian, can he withstand an attack of that caliber?" Many people mused silently . They were all thinking how long would Qin Wentian be able to persist under such powerful attacks by Yulong Shengtu .

Qin Wentian stared at that overwhelming attack, his eyes as calm as ever, his heart as still as water . His immortal-foundation glowed with a divine light as the light on his body grew increasingly bright . More runic characters glowed around him and with a lift of his palms, powerful gigantic palm strikes blasted out, imbued with the power of ancient runes of different attributes . Qin Wentian stood steadily right in the center, despite the impact of their attacks colliding against each other .

The area around him was filled with destruction . Boundless people inclined their heads and stared at the dragons and palm imprints, feeling immense shock in their hearts .

Qin Wentian, who has entered the peak of immortal-foundation, has he grown so strong to the point where he could fight equally against the Imperial Dragon Saint?

Yulong Shengtu stretched his hand out as a gigantic dragon arm as large as that earlier dragon instantly smashed towards Qin Wentian . Qin Wentian stood before that fearsome attack, seemingly like an insignificant speck of dust .

Supreme destructive power gathered in his palm, transforming into an ancient halberd of destruction . With a flash, his entire body sped forward, piercing out with his halberd as the pitch-black ball of destructive power manifested at the tip, piercing into the draconic arm, directly penetrating through it . Qin Wentian made use of the hole created and dashed straight towards Yulong Shengtu who stood atop the devil dragon head .

Yulong Shengtu glanced at Qin Wentian, simply waiting there for his attack . The demonic dragon below him soared up into the sky, enveloping him protectively as it lashed its claws towards Qin Wentian, exuding immense might .

"Swish~" Countless draconic arms shot out, terrifying to the extreme, wanting to rip Qin Wentian into pieces . It was basically impossible for Qin Wentian to kill his way towards Yulong Shengtu .

"Chi…" A terrifying destructive light was unleashed . Qin Wentian's body shot forth like a shooting star, dashing right into the midst of the draconic arms . Thunderous rumbling sounds echoed out ceaselessly, and the gazes of all the spectators froze . How daring was Qin Wentian? He actually dared to dive right into the midst of those draconic arms .

"RUMBLE!" Destructive light radiated forth as Qin Wentian who was brandishing the ancient halberd appeared . He then smashed his halberd towards the head of Yulong Shengtu .

"BANG!" A strike landed . However at this moment, an extremely dangerous aura gushed forth . The body which Qin Wentian attacked completely vanished and Yulong Shengtu appeared below the demonic dragon . He was as imposing as ever, incredibly handsome . Lifting his hands, he blasted out as a countless number of devil dragon spears banded together, penetrating everything, wanting to drill right through Qin Wentian .

At this instant, the shadow of a gigantic roc appeared behind Qin Wentian . His silhouette flickered, vanishing so fast as though he was like a bolt of lightning, reappearing in the air .

Staring at Yulong Shengtu who was beneath him, Qin Wentian could sense that in terms of power, his opponent should be a level weaker than Huang Shatian . This was especially so in terms of attack . The last supreme power attack Huang Shatian unleashed using that inheritance treasure was terrifying to the extreme . Yulong Shengtu was slightly weaker . Back then, he fought Huang Shatian to a draw when he was only at the seventh-level, depending on his bloodline power and devil form . Under the fearsome augmentation effects of everything, his power had reached the ninth-level .

But now, there was no longer a need for him to depend on them . His base level of power was already sufficient to deal with this opponent before him .

"Your strength isn't bad . " Yulong Shengtu stated .

"But your strength isn't worth anything at all . " Qin Wentian quietly replied . After which, he ignited the power of God's Hand to the limit as light from the art of truth covered his body .

The ancient halberd in his hand gleamed as vast amounts of demonic qi gushed forth, enveloping everything here .

"A single strike should already be sufficient . " Qin Wentian calmly spoke . Boundless energy gathered as a heavy wind gusted by, causing the sky to change color . Qin Wentian descended downwards as a vortex of destruction materialized, quickly expanding, radiating beams of destructive might that engulfed everything in this space .

Fearsome rumbling sounds rang out, the expression of Yulong Shengtu drastically changed . Dragon roars shook the sky, as boundless demonic dragons shot out . However, within the vortex, there seemed to be a supreme demon capable of world destruction destroying everything, devouring the dark dragons . That ancient halberd stabbed down from the sky, who was able to block it?

The apocalyptic storm descended as the countenance of Yulong Shengtu turned pale . He was in the center of the storm and he could feel that his body was on the verge of being destroyed completely .

Amidst draconic roars, he lifted his palms skyward, yet there was no way for him to block that attack .

"This…" The spectators were all breathless . Qin Wentian was actually stronger than Yulong Shengtu who hailed from the Devil Mountain?