Lu Changsheng’s sword intent was rapidly ascending, with the Fourth Sword Realm reaching its peak. The fierce Purple Dragon Sword Qi went from being on par with the Five-colored Sword Qi to surpassing it in just a moment.
“The ultimate study created by the Mount Taihua Goddess only had five sword realms, and this young man has completely mastered the fourth realm!”
The people from the eight Divine Palaces were shocked once again.
The Mount Taihua Goddess was once one of the twelve Sword Maidens of the Ancient Mysterious Lady Palace. Her ultimate study was not unfamiliar to the eight Divine Palaces, especially the Mysterious Lady Palace.
There are only a few who could fully master the Fourth Sword Realm at the Immortal Emperor Realm!
Lin Xuantong only reached Great Perfection in the Fourth Sword Realm after advancing to the Divine King Realm.
Mysterious Lady Palace, the Palace Master watching the sword intent of “One Sword Across Ages” used by Lu Changsheng, her thoughts unknown.
She and Mount Taihua Goddess were great experts of the same era.
“Tian Hao is going to lose.”
Tian Chengjian, the top talent of Wuming Palace, seeing Lu Changsheng’s sword momentum already surpassing Tian Hao, knew Tian Hao was no match for Lu Changsheng.
He rarely put aside his disdain for the Lower Realm Holy Land.
At least, Lu Changsheng, this opponent, was exceptionally strong.
“Impossible! Absolutely impossible!”
Tian Hao, seeing that both Lu Changsheng’s cultivation level and momentum far surpassed his own, had his face twisted, incredulous.
He was the unparalleled genius in Wuming Palace, second only to Tian Chengjian, among the sixteen talents fighting from the eight Divine Palaces, confident in competing for the top ten, yet Lu Changsheng from the Lower Realm possessed strength exceeding his!
Tian Hao, unwilling to show weakness, still wanted to desperately try. He activated two Divine Swords, carrying the massive Five-colored Sword Qi, striking towards Lu Changsheng.
Lu Changsheng met the attack head-on, his vast Purple Dragon Sword Qi slashed out, colliding with the Five-colored Sword Qi.
Rumble…
The two terrifying sword energies collided, annihilating space and time, dragon roars and tiger howls echoed, air waves churned, the shattered colorful sword energies resembled fragments.
Space, time, Qi Destiny, and causality were all slashed apart by the Fourth Sword Realm’s Sword Sea, fragmented to pieces.
“The cultivation technique created by the Mount Taihua Goddess back then was indeed unimaginable.”
“Do you see the degree to which the Mount Taihua Goddess developed her swordsmanship, reaching divine-level several grades?”
“If cultivated to the Great Perfection of the Fifth Sword Realm, it would indeed be considered a divine-level top-grade swordsmanship.”
The great experts from the eight Divine Palaces silently communicated, their interest piqued by the swordsmanship of the Mount Taihua Goddess from the past.
These great experts, each bearing their own unique cultivation techniques, had plenty to practice with their divine palace’s own methods and not necessarily coveted the Sect-Defending Skills of Mount Taihua.
They were merely curious about its unique aspects.
Suddenly, a Divine King Realm expert from Wuming Palace vanished from his position.
The terrifying sword energies dissipated, and Lu Changsheng, holding the Purple Lightning Clear Frost, sheathed the Immortal Sword.
Across him, Tian Hao from Wuming Palace was ragged with his handsome face bearing several fresh, blood-streaked sword marks, golden blood flowing down the cuts.
Behind Tian Hao, a True Sovereign from Wuming Palace was channeling True Qi into Tian Hao’s body, to prevent this competition from damaging Tian Hao’s foundation.
After all, Tian Hao was the second most talented of this generation in Wuming Palace.
The Golden Armor Heavenly General announced the result of the combat: “Group ninety-four, victory to the Holy Son of Mount Taihua, please return to your seats.”
Lu Changsheng disappeared from the Martial Arts Platform and the next moment returned to his seat.
Although Tian Hao was unwilling to accept it, with the elder of Wuming Palace appearing on the Martial Arts Platform to block Lu Changsheng’s fatal blow, he had already lost.
Without the Divine King Realm elder of Wuming Palace intervening, even if he had survived, his fundamentals would have been damaged.
“Tian Hao, rest assured, I will defeat him and reclaim our Wuming Palace’s honor.”
Tian Chengjian regarded Lu Changsheng as his next formidable enemy.
Among the eight Divine Palaces, Tian Hao was the first to be eliminated, causing Wuming Palace to lose face.
As the top talent of Wuming Palace, Tian Chengjian naturally sought to redeem their honor.
“Damn…”
Tian Hao gritted his teeth, his eyes filled with resentment.
He had lost to a Lower Realm talent in the first round, becoming the first of the eight Divine Palaces to be eliminated. How could he now stand in the Heavenly Court?
This incident might become a joke for Wuming Palace in the future.
In Miluo Palace, Prince Long still squinted with a slight smile, saying to Emperor Ku, “Although he is a challenging opponent for you, you should be able to defeat him, right?”
Emperor Ku, having observed Lu Changsheng’s displayed combat power, coldly said, “His cultivation speed is somewhat unexpected. But with his strength, he is neither your match nor mine.” Your next read is at My Virtual Library Empire
“You think too highly of me.”
Prince Long’s smile remained undiminished, seemingly always maintaining a relaxed demeanor.
Emperor Ku glanced at Prince Long from the corner of his eye.
This fellow is the only monstrous genius in Miluo Palace who can compete with him, but his competitive spirit isn’t strong, never fighting to the death.
“Lin Xuantong, you’re really lucky to have taken such a good disciple, even the second-ranked genius of Wuming Palace is no match for him.”
“In the future, Mount Taihua Sacred Land will inevitably rise.”
“In the coming days, Mount Taihua Sacred Land will have an additional great expert, a force to be reckoned with.”
“Congratulations are in order.”
All the Holy Lands, prestigious families, and Immortal Dynasties sent their congratulations to Lin Xuantong.
Anyone with clear eyes could see that, barring any accidents, Lu Changsheng’s displayed strength suggested advancing through the first few rounds wouldn’t be a problem.
According to the combat chart, Lu Changsheng could at least make it to the top sixteen.
When it got to the round of sixteen to eight, Lu Changsheng would either face Yan Zhiqiu from Kunlun Sacred Land or Tian Chengjian from Wuming Palace.
However, amidst the congratulations from various Holy Lands, worry flickered in Lin Xuantong’s expression.
Everlasting Immortal noticed Lin Xuantong’s look of concern and asked, “Lin Xuantong, your disciple is performing well, securing at least a top sixteen spot, what are you still worried about?”
“I always feel that my disciple could be even stronger.”
“Huh?”
Everlasting Immortal was taken aback.
Lu Changsheng had shown immense strength, easily overpowering Wuming Palace’s second-ranked genius Tian Hao, yet Lin Xuantong felt this still wasn’t the limit of Lu Changsheng’s strength?
Lin Xuantong knew his disciple very well; his feeling was not wrong.
Lu Changsheng used ten percent of his cultivation to create an illusory clone to enter the training space, leaving only ninety percent in his physical body.
Therefore, this Lu Changsheng had his strength reduced by ten percent.
This was why Lin Xuantong always felt that Lu Changsheng could be even stronger.
Lu Changsheng felt many powerful auras sweep over him, showing interest.
The eight Divine Palaces knew little about Lu Changsheng, and now that he had defeated Tian Hao of Wuming Palace, he naturally drew the attention of the great experts of the Heavenly Court.
However, as Lu Changsheng only had ninety percent of his usual cultivation, his performance, though impressive, hadn’t reached the point of astonishment for the great experts of the Heavenly Court, and neither the Heavenly Emperor nor the masters of the eight Divine Palaces had made a move.
Lu Changsheng treated the gaze of these great experts with indifference.
He had no enmity with these great experts; there wasn’t much danger to speak of.
After Lu Changsheng’s group finished, the competition continued.
After dozens of groups, it was Mount Taihua’s second genius, Lin Qinghan’s turn, facing the top genius Yan Xuanxu from Miaoyan Palace.
Miaoyan Palace ranked twenty-three among the hundred thousand Divine Palaces, not weak in strength, and most people favored Miaoyan Palace to win.
Only Lu Changsheng was famous in Mount Taihua Sacred Land, while Lin Qinghan rarely made moves and was not well known.
To be precise, Lu Changsheng’s halo was too dazzling; no one noticed that Lin Qinghan’s talent was not inferior.
Lin Qinghan, as the number two contender of Mount Taihua Sacred Land, and Miaoyan Palace’s number one contender fighting against her made the match even more anticipated.
“Sister, go for it.”
Lu Changsheng actually had higher hopes for Lin Qinghan.
After coming out of Goddess Daoxu, Lin Qinghan had changed significantly.
In Lu Changsheng’s eyes, her talent was no less than the number one talent of the Ancient Feng Family, Feng Mu.
“Okay.”
Lin Qinghan’s confidence increased with Lu Changsheng’s encouragement.
Not wanting to be overshadowed by her junior brother, who made Mount Taihua unbeatable, she was unwilling to show weakness.
“Although Miaoyan Palace only ranks twenty-third, Yan Xuanxu’s personal strength is formidable; he could turn the tide for our Heavenly Court.”
The geniuses of the eight Divine Palaces secretly discussed, favoring Miaoyan Palace’s top genius.
Yan Xuanxu’s strength was among those just below the top geniuses of the eight Divine Palaces.
“I, Yan Xuanxu, always cherish and pity the fairer sex; you might as well admit defeat now.”
Yan Xuanxu spread his palm revealing a Treasure Pagoda within it.
“A Dao Artifact!”
Everyone from the various Holy Lands was anxious.
All the contenders from Miaoyan Palace had Dao Artifacts, indicating that none of the Divine Palaces wanted to lose face.
“I will not concede.”
Lin Qinghan clenched her hand, and a Divine Umbrella appeared in it.