His Dao Domain extended, thirty-seven layers of Dao Domains were superimposed one after the other, the quantity of those Dao Domains startled and shook the disciples below—his Dao Domain alone was enough to suppress over ninety percent of the Inner Sect disciples.
However, compared to Haoyue Saint Son’s forty-nine-layer Dao Domain, it still fell far short.
Sword light pierced through, converging in a straight line, and in the blink of an eye, it tore apart Qiu Wuheng’s Dao Domain.
A succession of sword lights struck him, sending him flying, his arm severed.
A vast and mighty power suddenly enveloped Qiu Wuheng, fending off the remaining hundreds of sword lights.
Haoyue Saint Son slightly furrowed his brow and looked up toward one of the six Elders.
“You have already won this battle,”
the Elder said calmly. Then, the body of Qiu Wuheng on the battle platform disappeared, along with the sword held in his severed hand, reappearing in front of the Elder.
The Elder extended his hand, and Law Power enveloped it, swiftly healing the body, restoring the injuries.
Haoyue Saint Son remained indifferent as he also retracted his Dao Domain, the golden light around him fading into concealment.
If he had slain his opponent in this battle, it would have been detrimental to his reputation, and a great loss to the Holy Land—he wasn’t angered, though.
Qiu Wuheng stood up, his complexion somewhat unsightly, knowing that he had been defeated, and very thoroughly at that.
His sword pursued the traceless like a fine rain, but in front of the opponent’s Sun and Moon Divine Eye, it was entirely exposed, and his Returning Ruins Extreme Realm was also nullified; the difference in their strengths was indeed too great.
“Thank you, Master,”
Qiu Wuheng bowed to the Elder and said, before turning and withdrawing.
The Elder let out a silent sigh in his heart; without trying, one would never know the gap, but hopefully, this battle would not be a blow to Qiu Wuheng but an encouragement instead.
As the opening battle concluded, a cheer erupted from the silent disciples below, with countless calls of “Haoyue Saint Son” ringing out.
In this place, the strong were revered; Haoyue Saint Son’s strength heated up countless Outer Sect disciples—so powerful, he was a clear break in the ranks of the Saint Heirs. With one sword, he heavily injured another Saint Heir, and with another, he nearly killed him, truly terrifying.
The expressions on the faces of other Saint Heirs and saintesses turned even more solemn, feeling as if a great mountain was pressing upon them with the return of Haoyue Saint Son.
Lin Qingyue’s eyes flickered slightly, feeling a bit of pressure; her Gentle Sword Intent had reached Great Accomplishment, which technically was the peak of her training, and going further would be Entering Dao.
She did not know if her current swordsmanship could measure up to him.
Elsewhere, Bian Ruxue was also sizing up Haoyue Saint Son. His Sword Intent was grand and vast, with the sun and moon reflecting upon each other, and he naturally possessed a Divine Eye. In their generation, he was known to be at the top.
Just yesterday, Sword Saint had sent her a message, instructing her that Haoyue Saint Son had been cultivating longer than she had; he was not an existence she could contend with at present. Her goal in this competition was to rank in the top five!
After all, compared to these other Saint Heirs and saintesses, she was much younger, and her foundation was still somewhat lacking.
“His sword must be close to what my Master called the Ultimate Sword, but that is not the true Ultimate Sword…”
Bian Ruxue glanced at Haoyue Saint Son, then withdrew her gaze, having witnessed the Ultimate Sword displayed effortlessly by Sword Saint, a Dao Entrance Level sword technique.
The manner of that sword had left an indelible impression on her, stabilizing her Dao Heart, and confirming that she hadn’t erred in her pursuit of the Sword Dao. If she could master that sword, all would be worth it!
“With Brother Hao’s talent, if he focused on sword training, perhaps in a hundred years, he might approach this level…”
Bian Ruxue’s mind conjured up the image of that person in the Mortal World, but thinking of his smiling face as he leaned over a chessboard, she also felt some regret.
At that moment, the Elder’s prompting voice came from ahead, calling her name.
Bian Ruxue also snapped back to reality and saw that it was her turn to fight in the second battle.
And her opponent was Lin Qingyue.
Both women exchanged a glance, no excess words exchanged, as they descended onto the battle platform.
Seeing the two saintesses clash, the atmosphere below the stage heated up again, male disciples’ eyes were shining; setting aside their swordsmanship skills, just the graceful deportment of the two saintesses was a treat to the eyes.
But those elite inner sect disciples paid even more attention to the battle of swordsmanship between the two, dismissing physical appearances as inconsequential.
“It’s Saintess Xue’er, I’ve heard she’s the youngest among the saintesses, only 27 years old?”
“Tsk tsk, at twenty-seven, to be at the Dao Law Realm, it’s simply terrifying!”
“That’s not all, her master is a Sword Saint, top-tier Pill Masters serve her, and she has Sword Saints guiding her cultivation, do you understand what it means to be taught by a saint?”
“This battle looks perilous for Saintess Qing Ying.”
“Are you kidding? Saintess Qing Ying has twice the years of cultivation as her, there’s no way she could lose.”
“Saintess Qing Ying’s master made a mistake and was locked in the Sword Prison; she’s self-taught in her cultivation. What does it matter if she’s older than Saintess Xue’er when she can’t match the guidance of a Sword Saint?”
“Don’t underestimate her just because she’s young, this Saintess Xue’er has a natural affinity for the sword and high aptitude, she’s not much less than the other saintesses.”
The disciples below were buzzing with discussion, all familiar with the youngest saintess of the holy land.
On the battle stage, the array slowly solidified.
Lin Qingyue’s expression was indifferent, the incarceration of her master being a scar in her heart, but at this moment in the battle, she wouldn’t let these thoughts affect her.
Bian Ruxue’s expression also became serious; this was her first time fighting a saint-class disciple, and her debut battle.
She had watched Lin Qingyue’s previous fights, her Sword Intent as gentle as water, similar to her own ice and snow, but her Sword Intent was even more fierce.
Since the two were not familiar with each other, they didn’t engage in much conversation.
As the battle commenced, neither took the other lightly, but both released their Extreme Realm, Divine Power, and Heaven and Earth Vein!
Quickly, they brought their conditions to their peak.
Lin Qingyue’s eyes were as calm as a lake, while Bian Ruxue’s eyes seemed to have drifting snowflakes, gradually becoming piercingly sharp.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, Bian Ruxue brandished her sword, and in an instant, the battlefield seemed frozen, as the heavens and earth turned to ice.
From her Sword Intent, her Sword Dao was restraining Lin Qingyue’s; Lin Qingyue’s Sword Intent was soft like water, but she could freeze it!
To shatter the ice, only the most rigid and radiant Sword Dao would suffice, and for Lin Qingyue’s gathering and dispersing, soft as water Sword Intent, it was very susceptible to being influenced by Bian Ruxue.
This was a battle she believed she must certainly win!
As the frost covered everything, even through the array, the disciples outside could feel a cold draft, with temperatures dropping around them.
Lin Qingyue’s gaze turned serious; she knew the difficulty of this battle. If it had been earlier, she might not have been confident, but at this moment her Sword Intent reached Great Accomplishment, enlightening her to the principle of utmost gentleness.
The pervasive frost in the air was also a trajectory of her Sword Intent!
Zing!
A green light-like Sword Intent suddenly struck out, tearing a gap in the ice, the soft as water force now tearing through the frost, flying straight toward Bian Ruxue.
Bian Ruxue was taken aback, her pupils shrinking slightly as she suddenly swung her sword, her Dao Domain expanding, freezing everything around her.
The onrushing Sword Intent was also obstructed by the Dao Domain; her Dao Domain layered upon itself, twenty-two layers strong!
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And within the Dao Domain were all Sword Qi, evidently each layer was the Sword Domain of different superior sword technique!
As the Sword Domains overlapped at that moment, drifting snowflakes rose around her, suddenly roaring, shattering the incoming Sword Intent into pieces, and shrouding Lin Qingyue beneath.
But it was at that moment that Lin Qingyue took a step into the Returning Ruins, appearing behind Bian Ruxue, her hand’s green light slashing out, the breath Bian Ruxue exhaled turned into guiding lines, forming Sword Qi, enveloping and strangling her body!