Chapter 1051

: Clash of the Strongest
Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire
Qin Wentian saw Jiang Ziyu disregarding him. His immortal might gushed forth as he grabbed out with his hand. A gigantic palm imprint instantly smashed over, aiming for Jiang Ziyu.
He knew that Jiang Ziyu was aware of his presence. And as expected, before the gigantic palm imprint had landed, Jiang Ziyu struck back. His arm shone with a resplendent gleam, akin to light reflected from armor. A terrifying long spear manifested and blasted into Qin Wentian’s palm imprint, exploding it into nothingness. From the start till the end, Jiang Ziyu had no change to his expression. He was as calm as ever.

Jiang Ziyu is so powerful,
Nanfeng Shengge spoke with astonishment when she saw this. The Jiang Clan was one of the Southern Region’s three great ancient powers. They had the least number of people in terms of population and were the most mysterious clan. Their combat prowess was undoubtedly supreme and just like the Southern Phoenix Clan, the Jiang Clan also had an inheritance of their own. This Jiang Ziyu was no doubt one of the most outstanding talents among the younger generations of the Jiang Clan.
Qin Wentian also sensed how tyrannical Jiang Ziyu’s strength was. At this moment he could be certain that Jiang Ziyu had most likely established an emperor-grade immortal foundation that was almost flawless. It was highly likely that Nanfeng Yunxi was the only person among the younger generations of the Southern Phoenix Clan that could match his strength. The other holy maidens would find it difficult to surpass him.
This indicated that if the Southern Phoenix Clan of this generation didn’t wish to be suppressed by the Jiang Clan, Nanfeng Yunxi must obtain the inheritance for sure and become the Holy Successor.
The might from his immortal foundation gushed forth. Qin Wentian burst out with a towering killing intent. Jiang Ziyu wanted to use such a method to help Nanfeng Qingruo obtain the inheritance here? He was not going to make this easy for Jiang Ziyu.
He activated the God’s Hand and materialized an ancient halberd. He stabbed forth with torrential power, and the halberd instantly expanded in form, brimming with terrifying destructive might as he stabbed it towards Jiang Ziyu.
Jiang Ziyu shimmered with a terrifying immortal light. His entire body seemed to be encased in armor, shining with a brilliant glow. He lifted his palm and manifested a long silver spear that smashed against the ancient halberd. Thunderous rumbling sounds rang out endlessly as the long spear exploded into pieces. However, the attack had weakened the might of the ancient halberd as well. When it finally slashed upon Jiang Ziyu’s arms, a loud cracking sound rang out as the ancient halberd snapped into two. Jiang Ziyu’s arms were as sturdy as a defensive-type divine weapon.
At this moment, Jiang Ziyu’s eyes finally opened. He glanced at Qin Wentian with a piercing gaze that could penetrate everything. Within his eyes, a hint of disdain could be seen.
—BOOM!— A formidable might burst forth from Jiang Ziyu. Armored-light covered his entire body, radiating a sense of supreme sharpness. The immortal might gushing from him made it seem as though he was a king among immortals.
Jiang Ziyu raised his hand, causing a gigantic whirlpool to appear. From the whirlpool, he pulled out an incomparably sharp spear and stabbed out with it. The spear disregarded distance, aiming for Qin Wentian. Qin Wentian’s expression turned solemn—this fight against Jiang Ziyu might be his greatest challenge yet. This opponent wasn’t an ordinary one.
The God’s Hand blasted out with domineering might as it wiped out everything. It smashed against the long spear, using force to counter force. Jiang Ziyu’s spear attacks were as quick as lightning, and he pierced out ten beams of spear light, burying the entire space within. Qin Wentian’s form expanded to block Nanfeng Yunxi from the impact. His God’s Hand radiated boundless might, blasting out with enough force to overturn oceans and topple mountains.

ROAR!
A heaven-shaking roar rang out. A gigantic tiger clad in armor appeared behind Jiang Ziyu. This was none other than a White Tiger, a king among its race. Its power could shake the skies and was strong enough to annihilate anything under the heavens.
The White Tiger King was like a god of killing. It symbolized slaughter.
Jiang Ziyu’s spear swept out with overwhelming power. With each stab of his spear, the White Tiger would roar in anger, its killing aura permeating the atmosphere, exuding a fearsome balefulness as it lunged towards Qin Wentian.
Qin Wentian didn’t stop. His immortal foundation still manifested greater demons, causing them to appear through his halberd arts. The Zhen Kong collided with the White Tiger, and their thunderous roars shook the skies. The defeated would become food—the White Tiger might symbolize slaughter, but a Zhen Kong preyed even on divine dragons! It was a legendary, deadly greater demon.
The spear and halberd clashed against each other as the White Tiger fought the Zhen Kong, and for a moment, the entire space seemed on the brink of collapse. Both opponents didn’t forget to protect the holy maidens while they fought. Nanfeng Qingruo and Nanfeng Yunxi weren’t disturbed and were still focused on their comprehensions, slowly ascending upwards.

These two people are so strong.
Nanfeng Yunxi mused. The combat prowess they exhibited even surpassed her.
One was a heaven’s chosen of the Jiang Clan, another was a heaven’s chosen that rose to prominence in the City of Ancient Emperors. Both of them had similar achievements—they were both top-rankers in the Immortal Ascension Rankings, and were characters with unparalleled combat prowess.

Nanfeng Yunxi has almost caught up to Nanfeng Qingruo.
Nanfeng Shengge stared at the two holy maidens. Qin Wentian had no need to win the battle. As long as he kept their combat at a stalemate and prevented Jiang Ziyu from comprehending the parasol leaves, Nanfeng Yunxi would surely win in the end.
Naturally, since Jiang Ziyu and Nanfeng Qingruo had managed to enter the ancestral lands. Similarly, there was no way they would allow Qin Wentian and Nanfeng Yunxi to succeed.
~RUMBLE~ And as expected, an instant later Jiang Ziyu’s body erupted forth with a terrifying light. The armor enveloping him shattered and then reconstructed into an altered form. His entire body seemed to be made up of indestructible immortal runes that contained fearsome capabilities. When Jiang Ziyu attacked again, those immortal runes blasted forth from him and were infused into his attacks against Qin Wentian. Each of these runes contained a supreme might that caused the entire space to tremble.
These runes were all mysterious ancient rune words, each containing energy of the Great Dao. A faint melody could be heard as the attacks were launched—it felt like the music of the Great Dao.
At this moment, Qin Wentian felt he was completely surrounded by a cage of attacking might, and he totally had no way to evade it. Jiang Ziyu’s attacks were too precise and tyrannical.
Qin Wentian’s entire body circulated with an unusual light. Ancient runes plastered around his body, emanating an overall air of indestructibility.
His God’s Hand exuded a heaven-startling might and an overwhelming demonic qi. His saint-grade immortal foundation frenziedly circulated energy, and with a roar of anger, he swallowed that burst of attacking might completely. The Zhen Kongs slaughtered all in their path as great rocs swept over heaven and earth. In that instant, an overwhelming explosion occurred between them both as their entire dimension trembled. Their strength was simply too outrageous.
Jiang Ziyu was as calm as before. His eyes were immeasurably deep and seemed able to see through everything. A humming sound rang out as his immortal foundation manifested an image in the air, surrounded by phenomena. It was an immortal foundation that was near perfect, shaped into an indestructible ancient buddha that was platinum in color. Waves of unending might rolled forth from it.

Buddha, but not a buddha of kindness. The Jiang Clan might follow the buddhist path but they are definitely not virtuous people,
Qin Wentian mused. This ancient buddha appeared peaceful-looking, but it exuded an exceedingly fearsome power, dangerous to the extreme. A faint killing intent could also be sensed, and it felt more like a follower of the path of slaughter instead.
—RUMBLE!— A bright light flashed, and the ancient runes transformed into gigantic golden buddha palms that smashed towards Qin Wentian.
Qin Wentian unleashed his immortal might to its limits, creating an image of a perfect immortal foundation in the air that shimmered with a scintillating light. This immortal foundation was in the form of a human, and it was truly flawless.
—BOOM!— The immortal foundation shot out a beam of destructive light with enough power to suppress the heavens and earth. It transformed into a phenomenon that stretched across the sky, cascading light over everything and destroying the runes Jiang Ziyu shot out.
Destructive energy crackled in the air as they both stood equally against the other.
Jiang Ziyu’s eyes gradually lost their calm. On the contrary, Qin Wentian seemed as serene as ever. Nanfeng Yunxi overtook Nanfeng Qingruo as she continued ascending upwards. If Jiang Ziyu didn’t interfere, the position of the Holy Successor would be Nanfeng Yunxi’s for sure.
The giant buddha manifested a baleful divine White Tiger diagram. At the moment Jiang Ziyu attacked, the White Tiger grew even more ferocious and resembled the mount of an ancient buddha. It emitted boundless might and fearsome killing intent, but Qin Wentian remained as unflustered as ever. His perfect and flawless saint-grade immortal foundation materialized several incomparably terrifying Zhen Kong to defend against Jiang Ziyu. His gigantic body was like an immense boulder rooted to the ground. Jiang Ziyu’s attacks were unable to force him back a step.
—BOOM!— A beam of bright light erupted outwards. Jiang Ziyu vanished from his original spot, and he appeared directly before Qin Wentian. He was so fast that nobody could react. The White Tiger smashed out with an indomitable paw that sought to destroy everything. Such a sudden attack filled with overwhelmingly tyrannical strength was simply unblockable.
Qin Wentian’s immortal foundation radiated boundless light. Ancient halberds and greater demons appeared in unbelievable numbers, all attempting to suppress his opponent. Qin Wentian waved his hand, and the power of his perfect immortal foundation energized the manifestations as they swept forth, capable of annihilating anything under the heavens.
With a thunderous boom, Jiang Ziyu’s body disappeared once again, and he was forced back to his original location. His eyes gleamed with frost as he stared at Qin Wentian.

It’s not possible for someone to have a perfect immortal foundation at the first level of immortal foundation. In addition, your God’s Hand is the secret art of Ancient Emperor Yi. There are too many secrets on your body, and those secrets are potent enough to invite a calamity if any were to be made known.
Jiang Ziyu stared at Qin Wentian as he spoke. His eyes gleamed with intelligence, eager to see through Qin Wentian.

You have a fifth-tier, emperor-grade immortal foundation, something ordinary people would find hard to establish. All your innate techniques are also supreme ones. Are you saying that you possess no secrets of your own?
Qin Wentian stared back at Jiang Ziyu as he spoke.

I’m a descendant of the Jiang Clan. If I roamed the immortal realms, nobody would dare to touch me,
Jiang Ziyu replied. The Ancient Jiang Clan wasn’t something that the Thousand Transformations Emperor Lord could compare against. Their foundations were too deep, and in fact, even the entire Eastern Sage Immortal Sect was nothing in the Jiang Clan’s eyes.

What are you trying to say?
Qin Wentian asked.

I don’t mind stepping back and withdrawing my participation in this inheritance of the Southern Phoenix Clan of their ancestral lands. I wish to invite you over to my Jiang Clan as a guest, and I wonder if you would be willing to accept?
Jiang Ziyu stared at Qin Wentian as he replied.