Ancient Godly Monarch Chapter 1141: Lead Seat

Chapter 1141: Lead Seat

Translator: Lordbluefire Editor: Lordbluefire

However, despite his breakthrough, Qin Wentian still didn’t awaken. It felt like he broke through unconsciously in that marvellous state of enlightenment. The seat of another expert shifted to behind Qin Wentian while the seats behind that expert all shifted one seat forward.

At this moment, Qin Wentian was wandering around that boundless starry space, listening to the sound of the Great Dao, comprehending the energy of the heavens and earth, and natural law energies of the constellations. He could sense that among the constellations, they contained countless types of attribute energies. Naturally, there were also many attributes among the constellations that felt extremely similar to one another.

In the immortal foundation realm, one naturally cultivates their immortal foundation, as well as law energy. When one’s immortal foundation reached perfection and their cultivation of law energy reached the extreme limit, they could prepare to break through to the immortal king realm. As for immortal kings, they essentially have a law body. Their existences were representative of laws, a part of the energy from the heavens and earth. A single immortal king was powerful enough to dictate life and lay waste to countless particle worlds.

At the time of creation, laws were born. Back then, all the experts sought their own path, and had incomparable accomplishments. However, how many countless years has the universe existed for? This was something nobody would know the answer to. The constellations in the skies became the laws of this universe. The path of stellar martial cultivators was already evolved to its extremity by the early ancients long ago.. The vast majority followed the road already established and only a scarce few could manage to walk their own path. After all, with no one providing guidance, a path that didn’t exist, a law attribute energy that didn’t exist, how should one walk that path? It was simply too difficult.

Qin Wentian listened to the lecture as he contemplated on how the natural laws at the moment of creation evolved. How did the constellations in the nine heavenly layers come about?

If one day he could create a law, would that mean that he has already achieved a cultivation realm equivalent to the ancient emperors? At that time, should he create laws that are variants to the original natural laws or should he create a law that belonged to him alone?

Wandering the boundless starry space, Qin Wentian felt that he was incomparably tiny and inconsequential. The astral light from the constellations cascaded onto him. His body circulated with divine light as he continued cultivating. Qin Wentian had a feeling that his Fiendgod Body Refinement Art, bloodline power, God’s Hand, art of truth, if he continued cultivating this way, his entire body would become a body of laws. At that time, just his flesh alone would be a representative of the laws.

Naturally, all these are just theories. Upon knowing the theory, it would naturally serve to help him in the future to smooth out his cultivation path when he is finally ready at that step.

"The pathway of cultivation begins from absorbing astral energy, slowly ascending up step-by-step until one ascended to immortality. At that time, only through comprehending law energies would one be considered to have truly stepped upon the path of the Great Dao. Immortal foundation is the beginning of this grand path. Comprehension, cultivation, control, transformation, slowly step-by-step from laws into a dao of your own. My body contains a combination of laws, and that, can also be a unique path I can take to create my own dao."

Qin Wentian silently mused, in a state of deep contemplation. After several days, Qin Wentian’s immortal seat was already in the third row. Also currently, there were only five more people who were still in that sleep-like state. The other experts have already awakened.

At this instant, the expert from the dragon race shifted positions with Qin Wentian. His eyes opened and saw that there were four more people still in that cultivating state.

Among these four, there were two who were shifted forwards from seats of the latter rows. These two were none other than Qin Wentian, as well as an expert from the Beast God Sect. The expert from the Beast God Sect exuded a mysterious aura and had a very high cultivation base. Other than the two of them, there are still the golden-winged great roc Jia Nantian, as well as the variant-type demonic lion from the Ten Thousand Mountain Range.

After several days, the eyes of the expert from the Beast God Sect and demonic lion slowly opened. Right now, Qin Wentian and Jia Nantian were sitting shoulder to shoulder, the only two on the second row of immortal seats.

The experts from the Sky Roc Race, White Tiger Race and Skymist Immortal Empire were all staring at Qin Wentian’s back. This fellow actually managed to persist for so long in that marvelous state? Evidently, Qin Wentian was still listening to the lecture and was cultivating subconsciously.

When Jia Nantian opened his eyes, the immortal seats were shifted once more. Everyone here stared in disbelief at the silhouette in the lead. Qin Wentian was now sitting in the front row, in the lead seat where no one else could sit upon when they attempted earlier. But as the lecture concluded, each individual’s achievements would surely be noted. That lead seat was destined to belong to someone no matter what.

Jia Nantian and the demonic lion were ultimately still seated on the second row of seats. Their eyes stared ahead at the figure of Qin Wentian, as a dazzling light gleamed within. Clearly, Qin Wentian was still in that immersive state. Finally, a few months later, Qin Wentian’s aura gradually returned to normal. At the instant he opened his eyes, he was completely stunned. There were no immortal seats in front of him. Only the life-like statue could be seen before him.

Qin Wentian only felt numerous gazes on him, like arrows shooting into his back. After understanding what happened, Qin Wentian couldn’t help but to laugh. Originally, he had no desire to compete for the lead seat, believing that it was merely an empty glory of no importance. Yet, he never expected than when he awakened from that immersive sleep-like state, he was already sitting in the lead of the 3,000 seats available, attracting the gazes of countless people.

The thousands of experts still didn’t depart. From this lecture, they truly sensed how terrifying that mysterious statue-like expert was and were deeply awed by the sacred academy. They would rather choose to stay here and cultivate, they didn’t want to miss out on a single sentence of wisdom.

"Right now, over three years have passed. When the time period of twelve years come by again, the sacred academy would once again be open for another lecture. At that time, all of you naturally would be summoned. You all can leave now." That ethereal voice rang out. Everyone actually left with some reluctance. This time around, although the lecture couldn’t allow one to transform instantly, the wisdom it imparted was weighty enough to influence their future cultivations and even may have an impact at the final level of accomplishments they could ever achieve.

Such lectures, everyone could hear it over a hundred times and not be weary of it. Even if the lecture lasted for over ten years, no one would complain.

Gradually, more and more people stood up from their immortal seats, they turned about and departed the area. Qin Wentian stood up and stretched his body. The moment he turned about, Little Rascal was already leaping towards him, and appearing like that lazy-looking pet as he always appeared to be. He didn’t resemble a demon immortal in the slightest bit.

"Not bad. Obtaining the qualifications of the lead seat. Although it has been three years plus worth of time, your cultivation base has broken through to the fourth-level of immortal foundation. Your harvest this time around must be truly great, right?" Nanfeng Yunxi spoke as a warm smile appeared on her face.

"Mhm, luckily my cultivation base is low hence it is comparatively easier for me to break through." Qin Wentian shrugged as he laughed.

"Haha, there’s no need to be so modest. Back then when you entered the Southern Phoenix Clan, your cultivation base was merely at the first level. Sir Qin’s cultivation speed truly engenders envy in others." Nanfeng Shengge smiled. Qin Wentian stared at her and replied, "Didn’t you also have a break through? In addition, there seems to be many among the experts here who have also broken through. The duration of this lecture might be short, but listening to it far surpassed the results of cultivating aimlessly for many years."

The people from the Southern Phoenix Clan and Battle Saint Tribe walked over. Purgatory also quietly followed behind Qin Wentian. All of them then walked forward and began descending down the heavenly stairway that appeared earlier. Occasionally, there would be gazes shot in Qin Wentian’s direction. Evidently, the fact that Qin Wentian obtained the lead seat in the end, has caused a great deal of commotion.

The thousands of experts here all descended the stairway at the same time. There were many which formed into small groups of three and fives as they chatted. The sky rocs seemed to have said something to Jia Nantian and at this moment, Jia Nantian turned to Qin Wentian’s direction as he glanced at him. As a golden-winged great roc, the invasively sharp nature of Jia Nantian’s gaze was exceedingly strong. Just a single glance was sufficient to make people feel uncomfortable. Qin Wentian turned his gaze over, matching Jia Nantian’s eyes. He could see an incomparably lofty golden-winged roc that wanted to slash apart the heavenly daos, soaring high up in the stars. Jia Nantian’s ambitions were higher than the heavens.

"Sadly, his cultivation is too weak. If not, we could have a spar." Jia Nantian muttered. After that, he shifted his gaze away and stared at a figure not far from him, "You are a descendant of the traitor from our Sky Roc Race, the Sky Demon Roc, right?"

The demonic lion’s eyes gleamed with sharpness as he stared at Jia Nantian. Indeed, he was a descendant of the Sky Demon Roc. He coldly spoke, "The Sky Demon Roc formed his own faction of power, what does that have to do with your Sky Roc Race?"

"All roc-type beasts are of one faction, they all belong to our Sky Roc Race, worshipping the golden-winged great rocs. It’s rumored that in the past, the ancestor of the Sky Demon Roc wanted to seize the position of emperor away from the Golden-winged Emperor Great Roc but was eventually defeated and turned traitor, fleeing from our race." Jia Nantian’s calm voice was actually filled with provocation.

"This is only something fabricated by your Sky Roc Race." The demonic lion spoke in cold arrogance.

"Golden-winged rocs are said to be unparalleled in speed, able to even soar through space and time. The Sky Demon Roc was the only type of roc that could challenge the position of the golden-winged rocs. You have half the bloodline of the Sky Demon Roc and are a variant. Do you dare compete with me in speed?" Jia Nantian continued.

"RUMBLE!" The demonic lion didn’t say anything. An inky black wings appeared behind him, gleaming with a brilliance. This was already an indication of his attitude.

Behind Jia Nantian, his wings also appeared. Both pairs of wings were pure gold and devilish black, illuminating the sky with an incomparably resplendent light.

"Swish~" Violent gusts of wind blasted on the bodies of everyone. In fact, there were even some with lower cultivation bases being knocked down by the wind. The two figures than vanished from sight, their speed was so fast that it exceeded imagination.

"As expected of the Sky Demon Roc, they truly have the qualifications to challenge the golden-winged great rocs for supremacy in the Sky Roc Race." Somebody sighed in admiration. Sky rocs were all incomparably lofty, unable to be restricted. They would never follow a king easily unless that king has proven himself. They are definitely a truly fearsome demonic avian species.

"These two demonic beasts are truly extraordinary and have the qualifications to sit in the lead seats. They are not like some despicable humans, pretending to be asleep and still immersed in cultivation despite already awakening." An expert from the White Tiger Race coldly spoke. Demonic beasts always respect the strong. The White Tiger Race’s experts also were truly impressed by the two greater demons. However, with regards to Qin Wentian, they were filled with disdain. They had always looked down on humanity.

"A bunch of lowly creatures. Your intelligence still needs much evolution." Qin Wentian spoke, his words causing expressions of interest to appear on the faces of many.

White-eye, a white tiger king of the White Tiger Race glared at Qin Wentian as he coldly stated, "If we can kill in the sacred academy, you wouldn’t even be alive today."

"The flesh of white tiger kings... I wonder if they are more tasty. Little Rascal, do you want to try some?" Qin Wentian spoke to Little Rascal.

Little Rascal had a drooling expression on his face. Both his eyes gleamed, "White tiger meat? Let’s barbeque them and have a good feast!"

A fearsome baleful aura instantly enveloped that stairway, causing the steps of all the experts to slow. The experts from the White Tiger Race were all coldly staring at Qin Wentian, exuding towering auras of balefulness.

Similarly, the experts from the Battle Saint Tribe and Southern Phoenix Clan both stared back while they released their auras. Both factions were in opposition, right now, a single spark could cause everything to erupt.

"The Southern Phoenix Clan also wishes to meddle in this?" White-eyed spoke with cold arrogance.

"Earlier, we have yet to avenge the insult your White Tiger Race made towards my Southern Phoenix Clan. If you want war, my Southern Phoenix Clan wouldn’t mind accompanying you in that." Nanfeng Yunxi replied just as coldly.

"What a fierce personality. We can’t kill people in the sacred academy but I wonder how good would it feel if we captured some of you holy maidens to give birth to tiger cubs for us." Another white tiger king spoke in arrogance. The auras of several experts from the Southern Phoenix Clan all intensified. The other experts all started to stepped back, wanting nothing to do with the fight that would soon occur between these two factions of power!