The Devil Mountain was in chaos. Qin Wentian brandished his ancient halberd and continued his way to the peak. There were countless devil experts standing on the pathway, yet no one could obstruct him.
The ancient halberd in his hand gleamed with a black light formed of his astral energy, with the destruction attribute. Everytime he swung out, it was augmented by his God's Hand, granting him immense strength. So what even if the elites of the Devil Mountain were standing before him? None could block him.
Yulong Shengtu had an unsightly expression. The dark dragon he sat on roared fiercely, as he stared helplessly at Qin Wentian killing his way up.
"RUMBLE!" At this moment, Qin Wentian swung out with his halberd again, injuring another expert. He looked up and coldly spoke, "You yourself are merely nothing but a defeated loser, why must you send others up to be defeated as well. Even the Myriad Devil Sovereign is willing to accept immortal cultivators, yet a bunch of devil-foundation experts overrate themselves and are acting like mantises trying to stop a chariot? How shallow are your perspectives?"
"You are saying that all the devil experts on the mountain have shallow perspectives?" Yulong Shengtu roared in rage. The words spoken by Qin Wentian caused the devil might radiating from the other experts to grow even stronger. However, when they looked at Qin Wentian as he continued proceeding upwards, they couldn't help but to feel shock in their hearts. Seems like Yulong Shengtu was right. This young man must definitely be a genius who stood at the very peak in the immortal realms, and originated from an extraordinary power.
Why would the Myriad Devil Sovereign allow an immortal cultivator to pass his test?
"If any of you continue to block me, I will show no mercy." Qin Wentian's voice was extremely cold. However, numerous devil experts on the pathway before him glanced at each other as their gazes turned cold. They knew that it was impossible to obstruct Qin Wentian one on one. Seems like they have to join forces to block him.
When he saw this scene, his perfect saint-grade immortal-foundation appeared, causing resplendent glows to clad his body. A terrifying shadow of a great roc appeared, granting him immense speed. In an instant, he transformed into a beam of light and shot forwards. Everywhere his halberd passed by, the eight supreme greater demons: the demon dragon, great roc, Xuan Wu, divine elephant, vermillion bird, kirin, Zhenkong, Hundun all manifested, wreaking havoc in the surroundings.
A terrifying vortex of destruction appeared at the tip of the halberd, while these eight greater demons revolved around it. Just by staring at it and sensing the aura it exuded caused all the devil experts here to feel chills in their hearts. They trembled in fear as the attacks they launched all shattered into nothingness.
Yulong Shengtu's countenance changed, when he sensed the power of the vortex, the absolute devouring strength within, he knew that most probably, no one here would be able to stand up to it. For those devil experts who came into contact with the vortex, they were drawn in and heavily injured before being flung out through the air. Qin Wentian didn't kill any of them.
The devil experts ahead of him couldn't help but to open up a path for him. Numerous devil statues broke apart as more and more devil experts were injured. When the great roc's shadow dissipated, Qin Wentian finally stopped. Behind him, all those who attempted to stop him were now lying on the ground, groaning in misery.
Qin Wentian didn't turn back. He stared at those devil experts who were still before him. Brandishing his halberd, he continued on his way up. When he passed by a devil expert, that devil expert simply stared at him in shock but didn't do anything.
Qin Wentian walked step by step calmly up the mountain. No one blocked him but right now all of a sudden, a devil expert suddenly sneak attacked. When Qin Wentian passed by him, his saber suddenly slashed out with extreme speed, like a black bolt of lightning.
"BOOM!" The devil saber slammed into Qin Wentian, but it felt like the saber had slashed into a wall of divine steel. The saber actually had no way to continue slashing down.
After all, that devil expert launched a sneak attack without sufficient time to gather his entire strength. How could an attack like this break past Qin Wentian's defenses that were like a fiendgod? Now, at the peak of immortal-foundation, Qin Wentian's defenses have already reached an extremely shocking level.
His ancient halberd was like a sharp sword, slashing through the air. At the instant the saber came into contact with his body, his halberd already slashed through the devil expert, heavily injuring him as that devil expert narrowly survived.
Yet Qin Wentian was like he wasn't bothered by it at all. He continued his way up, and no one else tried to sneak attack him. Everyone seemed to understand that unless the devil hall right at the peak sent out numerous experts, it was impossible to block this immortal cultivator.
Since an immortal realm cultivator passed the Myriad Devil Sovereign's test, he truly did have shockingly outstanding talent.
Yulong Shengtu had an ashen expression. He finally understood Qin Wentian's combat prowess clearly. This fellow who came from the immortal realms was extremely powerful, even geniuses who were at the peak of devil-foundation from the Devil Mountain might not be able to defeat him easily. He could only watch on as Qin Wentian continued ascending.
Although fights were not forbidden on the devil mountain, devil kings are prohibited against making a move towards devil-foundation characters in ordinary circumstances.
Right now, Qin Wentian already stood on top of the mountain. Since this was the case, it was impossible for Yulong Shengtu to command those devil kings to deal with him, unless he managed to first defeat Qin Wentian himself.
There was no one before him. The road might be long, but he had eventually arrived.
Qin Wentian was now very close to the absolute peak of the mountain and he finally could sense the vast and majestic auras from the devil hall at the peak.
Eventually, the road became broader, with different locations. Each direction led to a different devil hall and when he stared upwards from below, he saw the devil halls lined up in a straight line. But now when he was viewing them at close-range, the devil halls were spaced very far apart.
At this moment in a certain direction, a figure walked over towards him.
Qin Wentian also saw this person and when he fixed his eyes on this man, he couldn't help but to freeze as a look of pure bewilderment appeared on his face. Finally, when this figure arrived before him, that figure patted Qin Wentian on the shoulder and spoke, "I long knew you would come here, it's just that I didn't expect you to be so slow. The Myriad Devil Islands truly aren't any good place, it's the same here, at the top of the Devil Mountain."
"When did you arrived?" Qin Wentian asked in astonishment.
"About two plus years ago." That person replied.
"Two years?" Qin Wentian's gaze stiffened. He then asked, "How long did you take to ascend the mountain?"
"Hmm, one day?" That other party replied.
"…" Qin Wentian blinked, staring dumbfoundedly at this person. This monk actually used only a single day to ascend the devil mountain?
So it turned out that this man was none other than Monk Bujie, from the Askheart Temple, that extremely shameless monk.
He said that he only used a day to ascend the Devil Mountain.
"Are you lying?" Qin Wentian had a face filled with suspicion.
"Why should I lie about this to you? Don't you feel the test is too boring? Tell me, do you think if the Myriad Devil Sovereign is sick in the head? What bullshit test is that man? The buddha path, the devil path, what does both of them have to do with me? Whichever allowed me the best chance or survival, I would simply walk that path. And just like that, a day later, I open my eyes and found myself at the top of the mountain. Is that really even called a test? Even an idiot can pass that."
Monk Bujie somewhat depressedly cursed, as though he was treated like a retard by the Myriad Devil Sovereign for giving him such an easy test.
"…" Qin Wentian had a face full of black lines, feeling his heart convulsing. How could there be such a shameless monk in the world. This bastard monk was even someone from the eminent Askheart Temple, someone doted on and protected by his two senior brothers. He was simply a humiliation of the buddhist path, the humiliation of the Askheart Temple.
"What? Don't tell me you spent a few years to ascend the mountain?" Bujie saw Qin Wentian's mouth twitching as he couldn't help but ask.
"How can that be?" Qin Wentian saw that slight contempt in Bujie's expression and hurriedly spoke. If he said he used three years of time to ascend the Devil Mountain, he didn't know how much contempt would appear in the heart of this shameless monk.
"Really?" Bujie seriously regarded Qin Wentian.
"Yup." Qin Wentian nodded back, just as seriously.
"I naturally believe you. If you are the same as those useless people who needed half a year to a year to ascend the mountain, it would simply be too trashy." Bujie spoke in a light voice, and he intentionally repeated, "Yup, all those are really trash."
"This shameless monk." Qin Wentian cursed silently in his heart. Was this monk saying all this intentionally?
"Brother Qin, do you think that I'm right?" Bujie innocently asked.
"Yup, yup, yup." Qin Wentian nodded and hurriedly changed the topic. "You've been here for two years already, are you doing fine? How's life here?"
"Let's change the topic. These people who put their faith in the Myriad Devil Sovereign must have gone slightly crazy. The people of a devil hall told me that I'm very suitable to inherit some devil thingy that can allow me to gain the sense of an ancient devil. However, I'm a buddhist path cultivator, how can I be suited to cultivate the devil path? Those fellows said that it was precisely because I'm a buddhist path cultivator that I'm suitable, wanting me to stay in their hall to accept the inheritance there. They even want to pass the position of master of the hall to me. Tell me, don't you feel they are a little crazy?"
Bujie spoke in a low voice. Qin Wentian blinked his eyes, "So did you choose to cultivate that or not?"
"Are you talking nonsense? As a buddhist warrior, an eminent monk of the Askheart Temple, how can I refuse to cultivate devil path techniques and arts since I'm already here? Only by understanding them can I slowly convert them. If I don't enter hell, who will?" Bujie spoke with a straight face, his voice tinged with the feeling of justice.
Qin Wentian almost coughed out blood, unable to tolerate shamelessness of this extent. Maybe, shamelessness was also a kind of talent.
"Are you not worried that Master Buyu and Buchen would scold you?" Qin Wentian asked again.
"Don't talk about those two smelly monks, they are actually willing to send me, such an outstanding junior apprentice brother here all alone. They completely lack the spirit of brotherhood. I will never recognize them as my senior brothers ever again." Bujie fiercely spoke.
"Junior brother, are you talking about me?" At this moment, a voice rang out. A powerful devil king walked over here with very fast speed. "Junior brother, why are you not cultivating properly? You ran out here again."
"Senior brother!" Bujie instantly turned and respectfully called out with a smile on his face. Earlier, he just said that these devil experts were a little crazy but his attitude instantly did a 180 degree turn, refreshing Qin Wentian's knowledge about the extent of his shamelessness.
"Junior brother has some comprehensions with regards to cultivation recently, hence I took a break after working hard." Bujie gently spoke.
"I see, I see. This is?" That devil king glanced at Qin Wentian.
"This is Qin Wentian, Brother Qin, a friend of mine. Although his talent is a little inferior to mine, he can still be considered a top-tier genius." Bujie smiled. That devil king nodded, "Being able to be praised so much by my junior apprentice brother, his talent most assuredly isn't too bad."
Qin Wentian stood there, he suddenly felt an impulse of wanting to die. How did he ever get acquainted with this shameless monk!