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In fact, even before Qin Wentian comprehended the true intents of Mandates, he had already been experimenting with fusions. His Grand Nihility Palm Imprint and his Void Halberd Techniques were both examples of fusion between his Mandate of Dreamsleep and Mandate of Force. Such a fusion was at the most elementary level, and because he had now comprehended the true intent of his Mandates, there was a need for brand-new fusions.
In that land of desolation, Qin Wentian brandished an ancient halberd and was repeatedly striking out with it. Each of his halberd strikes contained terrifying might, as though there was boundless force being congregated into one point before exploding out with an unfathomable and astonishing strength.
With his experience in fusions, Qin Wentian continuously tried to integrate two kinds of true intent into his innate techniques.
"True intent, what is a true intent? True intents are the purest incarnation of various Mandates," Qin Wentian murmured. After countless tries, he closed his eyes and pondered over Di Tian's combat experiences. As Di Tian's strength grew, the immortals in that space started to apply fusion of true intents in their attacks against Di Tian. The generated forces formed from the fusions were a completely new kind that didn't belong to any Mandate. Sometimes, it was simply too difficult to even tell what kind of true intents were used in the fusions.
Time flowed by just like this, Di Tian was constantly in combat while Qin Wentian was constantly in mediation. His proficiency and understanding towards true intent grew stronger and stronger as time passed.
Today, Qin Wentian was practicing with his halberd as usual. A thousand times, ten thousand times, he wouldn't feel any fatigue from doing this because this was his determination. If he wanted to get stronger, this dry and dull experience was something he had to undergo. Although his comprehension abilities weren't bad, and would occasionally have an epiphany, such things could only happen by luck and fortune and not actively sought after. There would be no one who could gain insights every day, no matter how much of a genius they were. Without a strong perseverance on the pathway of cultivation, it was impossible to break through your own limits again and again and step into the next level.
A terrifying laceration sound echoed out. The halberd snaked through the air like a dragon, slicing everything apart. And at that instant where the halberd exploded forth with its attack, a particle of light actually appeared at the very tip of it. That particle of light shimmered with a resplendent astral light, containing a brand new energy within.
"I've sensed it!" Qin Wentian felt joy in his heart. It was exactly this type of feeling. He pierced out with his halberd once more as a particle of light shimmered there, causing the tip of his halberd to fade in and out of the void. It exuded a terrifying energy and gave people a sense of surrealism.
Qin Wentian calmed his pounding heart and continued practicing the halberd. Astral light flashed as a glow from the void covered the entire halberd. It could hide in plain sight, coming in and out of existence, akin to a dream becoming reality. The fusion of true intent caused a marvellous transformation and created this new energy.
"Yes, it's this kind of energy. This kind of energy is able to fuse with astral energy, it's an incarnation of true intent." Qin Wentian's heart shook slightly, right now, a marvellous astral energy emanated from him. The astral energy all contained hints of true intent within, covering his body with a surreal glow, yet giving off a sense of extreme power.
"Hu…" Qin Wentian drew in a deep breath. He finally opened another doorway on the true path of cultivation. Since this door has opened, success would follow naturally after. It was similar to the first time he had comprehended the first kind of true intent. Subsequent true intents were all much easier to comprehend in comparison.
A few days later, Qin Wentian's body glowed with a demonic light. At a single glance, he gave off an incomparably demonic feeling. Those fiendishly-handsome looking eyes were streaked with sharpness, and there was a black-glow in the center of his brows.
"True intent of Demons, True intent of Force. Both of these intents emphasized on attacking strength. If these two fused together, the energy borne from their fusion would definitely cause one's attack to multiply countless times in strength," Qin Wentian mused. He continued practicing with his halberd without stopping, as though he would never know the meaning of the word exhaustion.
When a particle of incomparably violent light appeared, Qin Wentian's eyes shone with a devilish light. This kind of energy was filled with a tyrannical and destructive energy. Every particle of this light had the power to annihilate everything and could even grow and multiply with no end.
"This tyrannical energy, even if I used it for defence, it would be extremely powerful." Qin Wentian mused. After which, particles of that energy circulated around his body, enveloping him with a layer of demonic light. This particular energy contained a heavy demonic aura within, and felt even more terrifying compared to the energy produced solely by the true intent of Demons.
"For people who hadn't comprehended a single true intent, they don't even need to think about breaking through my defense," Qin Wentian mused. This improvement by bits and pieces made him very excited. At his level, it wasn't easy to improve even if it was by a little. And wanting to cross over a few tiers was even more incredibly difficult. The fusion of true intents was the way to go. The deeper one's comprehension was, the stronger the power they would be able to execute.
Qin Wentian's improvement indicated that Di Tian was improving as well. Such a rate of improvement caused those immortals who originally thought that Di Tian was hopeless to gradually see a ray of hope. Di Tian's improvement was simply too fast, so fast even they as immortals felt startled in their hearts. For them who had lived such long lives, tens of years would pass by in merely the blink of an eye. In the span of a few months, Di Tian's strength continuously rose, and if he could maintain this speed of improvement and continue to mature, they all wondered if he had the chance to step into a tier where no one in Heavenly Dipper had never reached before.
The master of the immortal palace was looking for a successor. It seemed as though he wanted to find a Heavenly Dipper Sovereign which could defeat immortals that had their cultivation suppressed to the Heavenly Dipper level. From their point of view, all of this was pointless. The usage, proficiency, and knowledge of true intents of immortals was simply too terrifying. Even if their cultivation bases were sealed, they could easily insta-kill those at the peak of Heavenly Dipper. As for being defeated? They seriously thought that there would be no one that could accomplish it. Di Tian improved remarkably fast, but to them, this was after all...merely just a ray of hope.
Because maybe all of them combined was merely a test. Who knew what other tests that old thief had designed? However, considering what sort of character that old thief was, it was only understandable that he would set such harsh conditions to choose his successor.
It has been half a year since Qin Wentian entered the immortal palace. In that desolate burial grounds, time flowed by, yet no vestiges of it were left behind. Although his strength had increased a lot, there was still a very long path ahead for him to walk. Nobody could tell where the end point of cultivation was.
Qin Wentian prepared to exit this space, his comprehension had already reached a bottleneck. In the outside world, maybe Qing`er and Mo Qingcheng were still worried for him. It was enough with Di Tian remaining in the immortal palace.
The tombs of buried immortals could still be seen dotting this landscape. There were many immortal treasures and immortal arts, causing one's heart to bloom with the desire to seize them for their own possession. However, Qin Wentian didn't touch any of them. If Di Tian could pass the tests, everything here would eventually belong to him. And as for now, although Qin Wentian was more confident regarding his strength, he still didn't think it would be possible for him to solo a buried immortal.
The wind gusted, his white robes were stained with dirt and dust. Qin Wentian's silhouette flickered as he sped through the desolate burial grounds, heading back to the direction of the exit. He didn't know what had happened to those immortals that had broken free. He could still remember that there was a buried immortal blocking the entrance back then, and he wondered if that immortal would still be there.
"Fan Miaoyu?" At this instant, Qin Wentian spotted that not far away from him, a female silhouette cutting a sorry sight appeared. It seemed as though she was escaping from something, and this silhouette was actually none other than Fan Miaoyu.
"Mhm?" Qin Wentian discovered that behind Fan Miaoyu, there was another female silhouette that was rushing in the direction of Fan Miaoyu. And behind that female, a figure flew through the air with his hands clasped behind his back. There was a blankness in the gaze of this figure, and it was none other than a buried immortal.
Fan Miaoyu also saw Qin Wentian, and upon seeing Qin Wentian heading her way, she involuntarily shouted out, "She's trying to implicate me, don't come near me. Flee in another direction instead!"
Qin Wentian's expression turned cold as he stared at the female chasing after Fan Miaoyu. It was none other than that woman that belonged to the Grand Shang Faction who mocked him before. Evidently, this woman was the target of the buried immortal, yet she was intentionally trying to implicate Fan Miaoyu, hoping for a chance to escape. However, it appeared that the buried immortal had no intentions of killing her. That immortal was simply slowly advancing her way and if he really wanted to kill her, she would be dead long ago.
"Quinn?" There was another person that rushed towards Fan Miaoyu.
"Don't worry, that buried immortal has no killing intent." Qin Wentian had already descended next to Fan Miaoyu. And upon seeing the female from Grand Shang Faction rushing over, a cold light gleamed in his eyes. The buried immortal behind her had a flute in his hands, giving off a carefree feeling and was even extremely good looking. When he was young, it was highly possible that this immortal was a horny and promiscuous individual.
"Let's go." Qin Wentian spoke in a low voice. Fan Miaoyu and Quinn nodded as the three of them turned to leave. However, the female from Grand Shang Faction was still following them. Qin Wentian abruptly turned as a sharp light flashed in his eyes, "Take one more step closer and you shall die."
As the sound of his voice faded, his killing intent engulfed the female, causing her body to stiffen. When she glanced at Qin Wentian now, hints of terror could be seen in her eyes.
"How dare you…" The countenance of the female turned cold. Qin Wentian stared straight at her, no longer as low-profile as he was back then. His eyes were like ice, and appeared as sharp as swords, glimmering with a killing light.
However at this moment, the flute-wielding buried immortal transformed into a shadow, shooting straight towards Qin Wentian with a speed as fast as lightning. The long flute in his hand lashed out, manifesting a lightning bolt that zoomed forth.
Qin Wentian and Quinn acted in the same instant, unleashing their swords. Quinn's sword was akin to a flying immortal, incomparably elegant yet containing a terrifying might within. Qin Wentian's sword was sharp and tyrannical, containing an extremely fearsome explosive might in it. With a huge rumbling sound, a long crevice was formed in the ground. Qin Wentian actually managed to block the strike of this buried immortal.
"You two go on ahead first," Qin Wentian spoke to Quinn and Fan Miaoyu. The two of them stood there stunned as they stared at Qin Wentian bewilderedly.
"You leave first," Quinn added to Fan Miaoyu.
"No…" Fan Miaoyu shook her head, her actions causing Qin Wentian to be taken aback slightly. And at this moment, a raging wind kicked up as that buried immortal slowly walked over. A supremely powerful killing intent radiated from his body.
Qin Wentian took a step forward as the power of his blood thrummed, his entire person became incomparably demonic. Crackling sounds rang out as his robes were torn apart, replaced by an armor of astral light. His physique continued growing larger as a gigantic blood-colored ancient halberd appeared in his hand. Terrifying light circulated around his ancient halberd, exuding a might that would caused hearts to tremble.
Mist formed, shrouding the buried immortal within as soundwaves blasted out. The buried immortal waved his hands as the mist created by Fan Miaoyu dissipated instantly. That flute-wielding immortal stepped out as he rushed straight towards Qin Wentian.
The divine energy in Qin Wentian's Yuanfu gushed out, as particles of a strange energy coated his ancient halberd. Stepping out, he smashed forth with a halberd that shimmered in and out of existence. When the halberd appeared once more, it was already directly in front of that immortal. The incomparably tyrannical energy exploded forth, colliding head-on with that immortal's attack. The ground around them all ruptured, forming many open cracks from the impact while Quinn and Fan Miaoyu rushed out to aid Qin Wentian as well.
Quinn transformed into a shadow as the beams of sword light he produced slashed out mercilessly.
The flute in the buried immortal's hands waved to and fro as an intense light erupted. His body glided across the ground as he explosively retreated, instantly lengthening the distance between himself and Qin Wentian's group.
"Fusion of true intent." Qin Wentian glanced at Quinn as he smiled. As expected of a Heaven Chosen from their Battle Sword Sect. Quinn's strength had already reached such an incredible level.
However, Qin Wentian didn't know that at this moment, Quinn's heart was shaking in amazement. In this half a year time, Qin Wentian actually become such a terrifying character.
As for that female from the Grand Shang Faction, she stood there dumbfounded with incredulous shock and disbelief. The three of them acting together actually forced a buried immortal to retreat? Not only that, Qin Wentian even had the strength to match the attack of the immortal head-on!