Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire

  At the God Hand Mountain Manor, the people there were still waiting. As experts in the immortal realms who had been cultivating for many years, they naturally had the patience to wait. Although a number of months have passed, they weren’t in a hurry or impatient at all.

  In addition, the Jiang Clan, Ying Clan and Southern Phoenix Clan didn’t have too much of a reaction. This indicated that their scions were still exploring the depths of the ancient mountain and hadn’t died yet.

  They grew more and more curious. What secrets did the ancient mountain have exactly. Can Emperor Yu himself really not enter the ancient mountain?

  Emperor Yu was the protector of this inheritance. How could he be unable to enter?

  Although they were suspicious of this fact, after they witnessed the battle between Emperor Yu and the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor, nobody dared to show any more disrespect to Emperor Yu. Strength demands respect, and at this location, other than the Violet Emperor being a peak-level immortal emperor, the other immortal emperors weren’t at that level yet. Compared to Emperor Yu, they knew they would lose if a fight broke out for sure.

  Although the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor was quiet now, the killing intent in his heart didn’t diminish in the slightest. He was filled with more hatred than the Violet Emperor. The Violet Emperor only suffered the death of a nephew but he suffered the death of his youngest son. Dongsheng Ting was fathered by him through a beloved concubine. Because his other children were born long ago and were all already extremely powerful, he doted exceptionally on Dongsheng Ting. But now, Dongsheng Ting died in the ancient mountain. How could the Eastern Sage Immortal Emperor not be enraged?

  "Emperor Yu I wished to consult you on a matter. In the ancient mountain, it wouldn’t be that only those who cultivated God’s Hand before would have a chance to obtain the complete inheritance, right?" The immortal emperor from the Jiang Clan asked. "If not, why would it be that immortal-foundation experts are the most suitable to enter?"

  "You are thinking too much. Although Emperor Yi left behind a part of his inheritance in the City of Ancient Emperors, I have no idea when it would appear. And tell me this, if that fellow who comprehended the rudimentary form of God’s Hand came here with the cultivation base of an immortal king rather than immortal foundation, what of it then?" Emperor Yu spoke. He then continued, "Everything is fair, everyone in the ancient mountain will have a chance to gain the inheritance. You guys aren’t able to enter because your cultivation bases have reached a certain level and you can no longer learn God’s Hand. The law energy you cultivate in would reject the divine essence of God’s Hand, thereby inducing the resistance force, making it so that none of you can enter."

  "But then, isn’t the fact that that brat’s chances of obtaining God’s Hand are higher than the rest?" An immortal emperor from the Ying Clan asked.

  "What do you think?" Emperor Yu smiled. That immortal emperor didn’t reply. Wasn’t this simply talking nonsense? Qin Wentian had already cultivated the rudimentary form of God’s Hand before. His chances were naturally higher than the rest.

  The people outside the ancient mountain were waiting. But in the ancient palace within the ancient mountain, the experts from the various powers were waiting as well. Qin Wentian moved closer and closer to the golden picture, almost fusing as one with it. The others also attempted but other than Qin Wentian, there was no one who could even get close to it. They would all be jolted back and receive injuries. Right now, they had no choice but to wait for Qin Wentian to finish his comprehension.

  "Why is he so slow?" Ying Teng unhappily glanced at Qin Wentian. It has already been several months since they entered the ancient mountain, yet Qin Wentian was still in the midst of cultivation. Also, he could tell Qin Wentian’s body was undergoing some transformation. This made him extremely jealous. Qin Wentian’s aura grew vaster and stronger, the immortal light radiating from him made everyone feel as though Qin Wentian’s body was perfect. Such a powerful physique was something everyone in the immortal realms would all dream of obtaining.

  In this trip into the ancient mountain, they were all like the supporting cast. Given how proud Ying Teng was, how could he be willing to accept this. In the Ying Clan, he was someone of high status, only a few others in the same generation as him had the same standing he did.

  Even more days passed by. The transformation happening to Qin Wentian continued but was gradually slowing down. The degree of change the transformation brought about was smaller. He no longer resisted the divine essence but was enjoying the baptism brought by this mysterious energy. Right now, he was one with the picture while the mysterious energy cleansed him. Boundless runes constituted boundless changes, the sound of the great dao infused his mind, aiding him to see the truth.

  Many people were already impatient from the waiting and wanted to disrupt Qin Wentian. However, Ying Teng stopped all of these people. Since he had already waited for so long, he didn’t mind to wait a little while longer. If they really disrupted Qin Wentian while he is in the midst of cultivating, who would be the one to open the bronze gates? Nobody would then be able to obtain the treasures left behind by Ancient Emperor Yi and this expedition would be a wasted trip.

  He would rather chose to wait for Qin Wentian to finish. Luckily, the wait didn’t last for too long and one day, Qin Wentian finally stopped. He opened his eyes, and there was a resplendent light shining within. However at this instant, everyone immediately crowded over. This caused Qin Wentian’s eyes to gleam with a cold light as he regarded them.

  Ying Teng moved forward, arriving before Qin Wentian as he spoke. "After waiting for so long, you should have finished cultivating God’s Hand right?"

  "Senior brother, this fellow wants to make use of you to open the gates to obtain the treasures Ancient Emperor Yi left behind. They have all joined forces." Jun Mengchen shouted.

  "That’s right. We’ve waited so long for you. Go and open the gates now." Ying Teng stared at Qin Wentian as he imperiously commanded. These people consisted of many descendants of immortal emperors, experts of the Ying Clan, Eastern Sage Immortal Sect and Violet Emperor Sect. Such a formation was so powerful that even if the Southern Phoenix Clan and the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect joined forces, they wouldn’t be able to contend against them.

  Seems like although these people failed to comprehend the secret art, they still didn’t want to give up. All that was on their minds now was how to obtain the treasures left behind by Ancient Emperor Yi.

  "Didn’t you hear what I said?" Ying Teng’s tone grew heavier when he saw Qin Wentian not responding to him. After that, the people behind him stepped out threateningly.

  "Qin Wentian." At this moment, Jiang Ziyu who was in the surroundings, stated. "Qin Wentian, as long as you agree to visit my Jiang Clan. I will aid you to resolve matters here today."

  "Jiang Ziyu!" Ying Teng’s gaze was glacial. "It’s fine that you didn’t wish to join forces with me. Are you trying to spoil my plans?"

  "Am I acquainted with you?" Jiang Ziyu stared at Ying Teng as he impolitely replied. They were part of the three hegemons of the Southern Regions. How would the Jiang Clan’s experts fear the Ying Clan?

  "Very good." Ying Teng’s eyes flashed with an extremely cold light.

  Qin Wentian glanced at Jiang Ziyu. This man kept inviting himself to visit the Jiang Clan, he didn’t know what Jiang Ziyu’s intentions are but human hearts are treacherous. Given how shrewd Jiang Ziyu is, he wouldn’t do something that has no purpose. Jiang Ziyu must have some benefits to gained from inviting him to the Ancient Jiang Clan and this might not be a good thing for him. Once he enters the Jiang Clan, his life would be at the beck and call of others. At that time, the Southern Phoenix Clan would be helpless even if they wanted to rescue him.

  But if he didn’t agree to Jiang Ziyu, given the current strength of the Southern Phoenix Clan and the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect’s experts, they were at a disadvantage.

  Qin Wentian turned and walked towards one of the bronze gates. There were three gigantic bronze gates in total and all of them were extremely mysterious. Nobody knew what lies behind them. They were guessing that behind these gates, were the treasures kept by Ancient Emperor Yi.

  There were terrifying greater demons protecting the gates.

  "Senior." Qin Wentian came before one and called out respectfully. This greater demon was an ancient Kui Ox, it exuded a violent aura and when its large saucer-like eyes opened, the light within was extremely terrifying.

  "Speak." The Kui Ox spoke.

  "Junior has obtained the secret art of Ancient Emperor Yi. Does it mean that the treasures behind these gates belong to me?" Qin Wentian straightforwardly asked.

  "You have to open the gate first." The Kui Ox’s voice boomed out, akin to thunder.

  "Since junior has obtained the inheritance of Ancient Emperor Yi, may I request senior to kill some people?" Qin Wentian asked again. When the people here heard his words, they all froze. Even Ying Teng felt cold sweat running down his back. These greater demons guarding the three gates wouldn’t act against them, right? The demons didn’t bother about their presence here or the treasures within. But when these people heard Qin Wentian’s words, all of them felt chills in their hearts. What a bastard.

  "The you now still doesn’t have the qualifications to issue a command to me." The Kui Ox coldly spoke. Qin Wentian wasn’t too disappointed. Excitement gleamed in his eyes. He didn’t have the qualifications now? Doesn’t this mean that it might be possible for him to command these powerful demons in the future?

  "In that case, what must I do before I can request senior to help me?" Qin Wentian continued politely asking. Ying Teng and the others all stepped closer, their eyes flashing with killing intent.

  "I told you to open the bronze gate and not chat leisurely here." Ying Teng transmitted his voice to Qin Wentian.

  "You will understand after you open the gate." The Kui Ox spoke in an emotionless tone. Qin Wentian’s eyes flickered. The gate again. Seems like these three bronze gates were the key. Was all of Ancient Emperor Yi’s treasures really contained within?

  For these gates, each was more complex than the other. The runic diagrams on them emcompasses everything and was inconceivably profound, containing traces of the great dao. He could only understand a portion of the diagrams for a particular gate. For the other two gates, everything was scrambled chaos to him. They made no sense at all.

  Qin Wentian stepped before the gate which he could make some sense of. He then asked, "Can senior tell me what is inside there?"

  There was no reply. The greater demon closed its eyes again and ignored him. This made Qin Wentian somewhat depressed. No matter what, he can be considered the successor of Ancient Emperor Yi. This greater demon actually didn’t give him any face at all.

  "Qin Wentian, you best open the gate faster. There’s a limit to my patience." Ying Teng couldn’t help but to threaten when he saw Qin Wentian basically didn’t care about his words. Qin Wentian turned and glanced at Ying Teng. The people here have all surrounded the Southern Phoenix Clan and the Thousand Transformations Immortal Sect’s experts. Ying Teng then pointed to Jun Mengchen and Purgatory, "These two should be your friends right? If you continue delaying and waste more time, don’t blame me for being ruthless."

  "Okay, I will do my best." Qin Wentian calmly spoke. His eyes landed on the bronze gate as he stared at it. The diagrams on the gate would transform on their own, encompassing everything. The flowing runes on the gate flowed within his mind. He understood that the runic diagram was the key to opening the gate.

  The energy within his body circulated unceasingly, inscribing the diagram within. There were a myriad of transformations and he had to try and match the flow. Qin Wentian then closed his eyes as he branded the image completely into his mind.

  The people behind all stared at Qin Wentian and the bronze gate. If this gate was opened and there really was ancient supreme treasures left behind by Emperor Yi, could the alliance between Ying Teng and these people still hold?