Traversing the Heavens, Projecting Across the Myriad Realms

Suddenly I heard these words.

Qin Tian looked in the direction of the voice and saw an old man with gray hair and a face full of wrinkles speaking. His eyes were slightly narrowed, as if he was dozing.

However, Qin Tian, ​​whose senses were becoming increasingly acute, noticed that invisible malice.

"This man is Zhang Shan's elder brother, named Zhang Sheng, and he is a truly powerful figure."

"He is also the master of Sima Feiyi, the candidate for Holy Son."

Suddenly, Qin Tian heard this prompt in his ear.

Qin Tian remained calm, but understood perfectly.

No wonder this old man harbored such a great deal of hidden malice towards him.

Before anyone else could speak, Qin Tian, ​​with an unwavering expression, raised his voice in the main hall, displaying the spiritedness of a young man.

"If young people aren't reckless and impetuous, how can they be considered young people?"

"Besides, I am only at the first level of the Dao Palace Secret Realm right now. If I challenge a cultivator at the fifth level of the Dao Palace Secret Realm, the advantage of my realm will be in his hands."

"If even the third candidate for Holy Son doesn't dare to fight, isn't he avoiding my sharp edge?"

"If you are afraid, you can take the initiative to publicly admit defeat, step down from the position of candidate for Holy Son, and let a more suitable person from within the Holy Land take over."

Once these words were spoken, everyone present understood.

The third candidate for Holy Son, Sima Feiyi, could not refuse this challenge no matter what, if even those with lower cultivation levels than himself dared not accept the challenge.

What qualifications would they have to compete for the position of Holy Son?

Whether it is the Holy Maiden or the Holy Son, they must be the strongest among their generation.

Otherwise, how will they be able to govern the holy land and control the vast land in the future?

"Go, summon the candidate for Holy Son, Sima Feiyi, and teach this arrogant brat a lesson." Zhang Sheng gave the order with an unchanged expression and an icy tone.

Upon hearing this, Zhang Shan looked at Qin Tian with a sinister gaze.

Suddenly he turned and left the place.

The Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion simply watched this scene calmly, without any intention of interfering. The positions of Holy Maiden and Holy Son were, in essence, a competition for power.

The strong rise, the weak fall.

Mediocre people and good-for-nothings have no right to touch these things.

The Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion stood up and said calmly, "Let's go to the Trial Cliff and watch the competition between the two candidate Holy Sons."

Soon, the elders and peak masters followed the Purple Mansion Saint Master out in single file.

They flew towards the renowned Trial Cliff inside the Holy Land.

at the same time.

The news that Qin Tian, ​​the thirteenth candidate for Holy Son, intended to challenge Sima Feiyi, the third candidate for Holy Son, quickly spread throughout the Purple Mansion Holy Land thanks to the efforts of certain individuals.

As a result, Sima Feiyi had not yet arrived.

Many disciples and elders had already gathered around the Trial Cliff, intending to observe this competition for the position of Holy Son.

They couldn't help but gossip and whisper among themselves.

"Senior Brother Qin Tian is only at the first level of the Dao Palace Secret Realm. Can he defeat Senior Brother Sima?"

"If I take the initiative to challenge them, I should have a pretty good chance of success."

"You don't know, but not long ago, Senior Brother Qin personally killed the woman who was with Senior Brother Sima inside Zixiao City. The two of them had already formed a grudge."

"Really? I just got back from outside. Tell me quickly."

"Hey, I was there at the time, the scene was..."

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At this moment, on the Trial Cliff, Qin Tian stood alone.

We patiently await Sima Feiyi's arrival.

Taking advantage of the time he had, he also had the leisure to examine the situation at the Trial Cliff.

The overall layout of this place is that of a huge sacred mountain cliff, containing an ancient primordial aura. Its length, width and height both exceed ten thousand feet, making it an astonishing size.

Furthermore, a large number of Saint-level Dao patterns are arranged on the cliff.

Even battles between powerful beings and kings at the level of the highest level have not caused any damage to this place.

"What a wonderful place! When I become the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion in the future, all these places will be my territory." Qin Tian stood on the Trial Cliff, looking down at the surrounding area.

A surge of heroic spirit welled up within me.

Wherever his gaze falls, it's as if he's surveying his own territory.

……

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I waited patiently for quite a while.

Sima Feiyi, the candidate for Holy Son, then followed Zhang Shanfei to the Trial Cliff.

Sima Feiyi took the initiative to greet the Purple Mansion Saint Lord and others before ascending the Trial Cliff. He looked at Qin Tian, ​​who was already standing opposite him, with a slightly cold expression.

But in his mind, he recalled Elder Zhang's special instructions to him earlier.

If you can kill them, then kill them; if you can't kill them, then find a way to cripple them.

To ensure the success of the matter, he was even given a powerful artifact personally crafted by a great being, a terrifying weapon that had been interwoven with "Tao" and "Li".

Even cultivators from the Four Extremes Secret Realm would be reduced to ashes and leave no trace if they were to brush against or touch them.

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At the same time.

Qin Tian, ​​on the other side, was also taking the opportunity to observe Sima Feiyi, the third candidate for Holy Son.

This person's appearance was somewhat effeminate, and his skin was very pale, almost bloodless. It was unclear whether this was due to his natural features or the result of his cultivation techniques.

Although the Purple Mansion Holy Land contains the Great Holy Text "Purple Mansion Scripture".

However, this does not mean that the "Zifu Jing" is the only cultivation method.

Over the long course of history, the Purple Mansion Holy Land has also participated in the division of the legacy of other ancient families or holy lands, vying for many benefits, and has developed a wide variety of cultivation techniques.

Even though the Imperial Scriptures are incomplete, there are more than one version within the Purple Mansion Sacred Land.

For example, the Imperial Scripture passed down from the former Tianxuan Holy Land.

Unfortunately, it is incomplete, lacks coherence, and its weaknesses and flaws are too obvious, making it incomparable to the complete and flawless sacred texts.

As he watched, Qin Tian was suddenly moved.

However, it did not affect the secret realm's methods.

Instead, it was the martial arts of a lifetime. His top-notch swordsmanship talent resonated faintly with Sima Feiyi, giving him the power to wield a powerful sword.

At this moment, a sharp sword aura was faintly visible inside Qin Tian's eyes.

"This guy seems to be hiding something on him; it should be a sword."

"Was it a protective charm bestowed upon him by his elders?"

"Or something else?"

Although he wasn't sure what it was for, whether it was for self-defense or something else, Qin Tian quietly took notice of it, since it made him feel a sense of threat to his life.

Seeing that the two had arrived, the Holy Lord of the Purple Mansion spoke up and gave his orders.

"Let's begin."

At a command.

Sima Feiyi raised his right hand and unleashed a barrage of black, sharp spikes.

These things were all formed from pure divine power, yet they contained astonishing killing intent. At this moment, they were like a barrage of arrows, overwhelming Qin Tian and rushing towards him.

Seeing this, Qin Tian was eager to test the power of his own innate strange fire.

They did not resort to any other means.

He simply raised his right hand and pressed it towards Sima Feiyi from a distance.

The blazing and violent masculine power within his body surged and raged, instantly transforming into a multicolored purple flame, which condensed into a fiery palm and struck Sima Feiyi.