Ancient Godly Monarch Chapter 1045: Tree Leaves of the Parasol Tree

Chapter 1045: Tree Leaves of the Parasol Tree

Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire

The ancestral lands of the Southern Phoenix Clan were located in the extreme depths of the Southern Phoenix Clan. The ancestral lands existed at the time when the Southern Phoenix Clan appeared in the immortal realms, growing together with it up till now. One could say that it’s a supreme treasure of the Southern Phoenix Clan, and generations of Holy Successors were nurtured by it.

Only one of these holy successors would eventually become the Southern Phoenix Matriarch but those not chosen as holy successors would become the most core of characters, each approved to wield immense authority in the Southern Phoenix Clan.

Qin Wentian and the others soared through the air, and only after a long time did they arrive at a valley protected by many experts. This place, was a sealed space. There was a large bronze gate at the entrance and upon seeing the arrival of so many elders, the guards immediately opened the gate, revealing a pathway in.

"Go on in." Those elders stepped aside, allowing the holy maidens and their respective camps to enter. A moment later, all of them stepped onto the pathway and entered within.

After Qin Wentian entered, he discovered that this was a completely different world. This was a grand mountain valley with a few other women standing guard here. In front of the crowd, a bridge appeared, connecting to another entrance that led to the ancestral lands.

"Remember, immortal weapons are not allowed to be used in the ancestral lands. If this rule is breached, the person who used it would be instantly killed by the law energy there. You guys must remember this." Nanfeng Yunxi warned them.

"We are able to enter together with you. Why did you just invite me alone back then? The other holy maidens all have two or three helpers." Qin Wentian asked.

"The essence isn’t number of helpers but how strong the helpers are. How many outstanding geniuses are there here in the entire Southern Region?" It’s impossible to know them all. It’s already not bad that we managed to invite some to be our protectors because as for ordinary geniuses, they are completely useless. It’s meaningless to ask them for help." Nanfeng Yunxi then continued, "Also, because the strongest among us maidens is at the third-level of immortal foundation, there would be a suppression effect in the ancestral lands. Even if one’s cultivation base was higher, they could only at most unleash immortal might equivalent to the peak of the third-level. Hence, it’s not what you assumed that there’s superiority in numbers."

"En," Qin Wentian nodded lightly. A majority of these protectors the holy maidens invited were at the second-level of immortal foundation with only a few at the third level. The one that constituted the highest threat was a protector of Nanfeng Shengge. Nanfeng Yunxi specially reminded Qin Wentian of this protector. His name was Kong Ye, he is a descendant of an immortal emperor of the Southern Regions and has established a king-grade immortal foundation, possessing terrifying combat prowess.

"Let’s go." Everyone continued forward, stepping on that bridge. Below the bridge, lava could be seen everywhere. The temperature here was sky-high. They continued onward to the true entrance of the ancestral lands as the heat further intensified. Although they were protected in a mysterious screen of light when they entered, which somewhat mitigated the fiery effect, Qin Wentian still felt that the atmosphere was extremely scorching.

"Swish~" Numerous figures dashed forward. There were already people who entered the ancestral lands.

"Let’s move." Nanfeng Yunxi spoke. They increased their speed and through the entrance, instantly arrived at the ancestral lands. When they stared ahead, all of them felt their hearts trembling.

"Parasol Tree."

Qin Wentian stared ahead, he could see the entire space filled with parasol trees cloaked in blazing flames. This was a world of parasol trees, as well as a world of flames. The atmosphere was bright red, and incomparably scorching. Just an instant here made people feel as though they were about to be burnt alive. These gigantic parasol trees shed their leaves which danced about in the wind, constituting a sight that was extremely beautiful.

Every piece of parasol leaf that was crackling with flames, was incomparably gigantic, and yet it contained a sense of grandeur, like the feathers of a phoenix.

"RUMBLE!" Nanfeng Yunxi’s bloodline started thrumming, her entire body was cloaked in flames as a faint phantom of a phoenix appeared. Not only her, the other eight maidens were in similar states as well. Their eyes were all fixed on the parasol leaves dancing in the air. In their eyes, each of these parasol leaves contained a marvelous ancient imprint that called out to them.

A brilliant light flashed. Nanfeng Yunxi stared at the leaves. She could sense they contained a mysterious energy within them that needed to be comprehended.

After a moment, her silhouette flickered and appeared under a leaf. Her immortal sense gushed within, absorbing the knowledge within the leaf.

"I want the parasol leaves." At this moment, Nanfeng Aoxue spoke. Her protectors Zong Zhan and one other expert instantly acted, seizing the leaves from the air.

Everyone abruptly broke out of their daze. Their silhouettes flickered, shooting into the air to seize the leaves. Qin Wentian also moved. A pair of golden wings manifested behind him as he shot forward, appearing before a parasol leaf. Stretching out his hand, he wanted to use immortal energy to grab one of the leaves, yet he discovered that the parasol leaf was radiating a forcefield that didn’t allow immortal energy to envelop it. He could only take it with his bare hands. It actually felt extremely heavy to the touch. After capturing one, he shot towards another parasol leaf but when the leaf in his hand came into close proximity with the second one he wanted to capture, a strong repulsion effect occurred, pushing Qin Wentian back.

"This..." Qin Wentian’s eyes flickered. Just a single parasol leaf actually contained such might. There were faint fluctuations of law energy radiating from the leaf and it seemed that only the holy maidens of the Southern Phoenix Clan was able to unravel it.

He had no other choice, he took the first leaf he seized and sent it over to Nanfeng Yunxi. He discovered that when the leaf neared Nanfeng Yunxi, the law energy fluctuations dissipated, no longer producing a repulsion effect.

"Is this a special effect of the Southern Phoenix Bloodline?" Qin Wentian mumbled. "Mengchen, Purgatory, go and collect more of these parasol leaves for Nanfeng Yunxi to comprehend."

"Okay." The two of them with Qin Wentian acted at the same time with speed as fast as lightning. The parasol leaves constantly appeared at the location shrouded in Nanfeng Yunxi’s immortal light. Her beautiful eyes studied the parasol leaves. It seemed that she could only comprehend a single piece at a time and after each comprehension, the leaf would land on her body and transform into the feather of a phoenix.

Everyone in here started to act. In a few short moments, several leaves appeared around the nine holy maidens.

Their comprehension speed gradually slowed, all of them were fully immersed in concentration. As for the battles here, they can only leave it to their protectors.

As the protectors of the holy maidens seized the leaves, the dancing leaves in the air grew fewer in number and would soon dwindle to nothing.

At this moment, Purgatory and a helper from Nanfeng Ling’s camp were both fighting for one of the parasol leaves. Purgatory’s hand stretched out, only to see her opponent blasting out with a finger strike. When the finger landed, the surrounding space transformed into rivers of blood as a wave of terrifying immortal might directly smashed onto Purgatory’s hand. Purgatory recoiled slightly as fresh blood flowed from her palm. She could only let go of the leaf she was holding on to. Her opponent shot out another finger attack and Purgatory could only choose to retreat, watching as her opponent seized the leaf away.

Purgatory’s countenance turned cold, staring icily at that person. She then stared at her surroundings only to discover that the leaves here were taken away by others. Nothing was left.

"We need 81 pieces of parasol leaves." At this moment, Nanfeng Shengge spoke. The eyes of everyone stiffened. Qin Wentian glanced at Nanfeng Yunxi as well as the parasol leaves around her. She still lacked some, this was the same for the others as well. He discovered that the number of leaves dancing in the air here was completely insufficient if everyone needed 81 pieces of them.

Unless, they seized and plundered others.

If not, the leaves would never be enough.

At this moment, everyone stared at their opponents in the surroundings, their gazes filled with ill intent. Clearly, all of them realized they were supposed to plunder the parasol leaves of others.

The question was, who should they seize the leaves from?

Everyone was harboring malicious intentions.

"It seems that having more people would be better. Did Nanfeng Yunxi not know that this situation would occur in the ancestral lands?" Qin Wentian mused. Nanfeng Yunxi had three of them helping her. The leaves of the parasol tree her team collected, could be considered more than the others.

"You guys guard Nanfeng Aoxue." Zong Zhan spoke to the two other helpers of Nanfeng Aoxue. He was clad in golden armor, exuding an unexcelled aura in this world.

"Bzz~" Zong Zhan transformed into a beam of lightning and shot straight towards Nanfeng Qing’s camp, preparing to plunder her leaves. Nanfeng Qing’s helpers instantly reacted, fighting against Zong Zhan. At this moment, Nanfeng Yi’s helpers also rushed over to Nanfeng Qing. Clearly, they wanted to reap the benefits while others took the brunt of the fighting.

Several figures flashed by, chaos erupted instantly.

"Mengchen, guard Nanfeng Yunxi. Purgatory come with me." Qin Wentian spoke, stepping out, rushing to Nanfeng Ling. Before this, Nanfeng Ling’s helper had seized a parasol leaf from Purgatory.

At this moment outside the ancestral lands, the elders all stood there, staring at a projection of things happening within. Somebody spoke, "Who do you guys think would become the Holy Successor this time around?"

"I hope Shengge will succeed. That lass has good talent and is very intelligent."

"Qingruo also isn’t bad. Her protector is that little brat from the Jiang Clan. If the Jiang Clan and our clan can enter into a marriage alliance, that would be truly interesting." One person laughed.

"Yunxi that lass is still a little young but her potential is extremely high. The grade of her immortal foundation is the highest among the youngsters. Don’t forget about her."

"Let’s watch for now. The ancestral lands have opened, the runes on the parasol leaves are the feathers the phoenix ancestor has bestowed on them. I wonder how many would successfully be able to get it." Those people discussed excitedly, their hearts filled with anticipation.