“I heard your talent is the Peerless Innate Sword Embryo. I hope this battle won't disappoint me too much.”
Lin Ting held his flying sword, suspended in mid-air, with spiritual energy around him gradually boiling.
Li Taibai’s long robes fluttered, and his spiritual sword emitted streaks of sword qi, clearly ready for battle.
The next second, both of them vanished from their original spots simultaneously.
Sword qi intertwined, and figures flickered.
The entire arena was instantly sliced into several pieces, with the power of laws everywhere in the void.
Before long, two surges of sword intent shot into the sky, and two giant swords ripped open the firmament, colliding with each other.
Bang—
A dull sound echoed in the void, and powerful aftershocks spread to both the north and south banks.
Everyone quickly jumped up, avoiding the aftershock attacks.
The two briefly separated, and a flying sword directly pierced Lin Ting’s back.
“Li Taibai, I’ve nurtured this sword for twenty years. If you can block it, I, Lin Ting, will automatically admit defeat. If you can’t, you must surrender early.”
Saying that, Lin Ting took off the sword-nurturing gourd from his waist and removed its lid.
“Hidden for twenty years, tested by frost today!”
The originally silent sword-nurturing gourd suddenly trembled violently, and the sword qi spewing from its mouth actually twisted all the spiritual energy within a ten-zhang radius.
“Zheng——”
A sword cry exploded from within the gourd, and the entire arena instantly dimmed, with countless stars appearing in the sky.
“Eight thousand Zhou Tian sword qi full, please listen to the dragon's roar!”
The mouth of the gourd emitted a brilliant light, one, ten, a hundred… thousands of sword qi shot straight into the sky, like an inverted Milky Way. Each sword qi corresponded to a star in the sky, firmly locking onto Li Taibai’s figure.
“Watch as the Green Edge breaks through the Nine Nether!”
Bang, the sword-nurturing gourd exploded, and the rocks on the cliff top silently disintegrated, their existence erased by the sword intent.
Thousands of stars burst forth with dazzling light, stinging everyone’s eyes.
The sword qi fell, breaking the speed of light, and the surrounding void shattered inch by inch.
From beginning to end, Li Taibai made no move, and everyone thought he had given up resisting.
This was because Lin Ting’s sword was no longer something a Golden Core Stage cultivator could withstand; even a Nascent Soul Stage cultivator could potentially die.
Just as the sword light was about to engulf Li Taibai, he moved.
Li Taibai’s eyes were like torches, and he pointed two fingers like a sword towards the firmament.
“Sword, come!!!”
A clear sword cry fell into everyone’s ears, and the entire central region suddenly experienced strong winds and rolling thunder.
The next moment, the firmament suddenly tore open, and ten thousand zhang purple lightning danced like dragons and snakes.
Amidst the surging sea of clouds, a bronze sword hilt descended slowly from the nine heavens.
When the sword body appeared, the thousand-li mountains and rivers instantly darkened, and the words “Bai Mang” were carved on the sword spine.
As soon as the Emperor Weapon appeared, all the flying swords emitted bursts of sword cries, as if welcoming their king.
“Emperor Weapon!!! It’s an Emperor Weapon!!!”
“A complete Emperor Weapon!!”
The spectators’ pupils trembled, and they fell into chaos, their faces filled with disbelief.
Even the usually steady sect masters of the major sects all showed expressions of shock.
The appearance of the Emperor Weapon had disrupted everyone’s thoughts.
“Damn it!!!”
“I admit defeat, I admit defeat!”
Inside the arena, Lin Ting shrieked, hastily recalled his 본명 flying sword, and fled in a panic.
Innate Sword Embryo plus a complete Emperor Weapon, what the hell is there to fight!
No one paid attention to Lin Ting’s movements, their eyes fixed intently on the Emperor Sword above the firmament.
Chu Huaian looked at the reactions of the various sects around him and inwardly cursed, realizing something was wrong.
However, he couldn't transmit his voice to the people inside the arena now, so he could only worry in secret.
Bai Mang transformed into a streak of sword light and entered Li Taibai’s body.
However, the commotion it caused did not cease with Bai Mang’s disappearance.
Jing Yuan, who was beside him, had a solemn expression and said heavily into Chu Huaian’s ear, “Quickly take your disciples and leave. I have already notified the reclusive elders within the sect, and they are on their way.”
Feng Qingyang and the others also rushed to Chu Huaian immediately, shielding the many players behind them.
This matter had already gone beyond controllable limits. As seasoned cultivators in the cultivation world, they understood its cruelty too well.
Although Chu Huaian had cultivated for thirty years, he still underestimated the influence of an Emperor Weapon.
The sect masters and elders of the various sects on the north and south banks looked at them with deep gazes, especially the hostile sects. Their bodies were trembling slightly, and the desire in their eyes could not be suppressed.
Chu Huaian knew that things were getting serious, but the competition had not ended yet, and the five Hua Xia Sect prodigies were still inside. How could he just leave?
Jing Yuan clearly realized this as well and immediately unleashed his Transformation God Realm cultivation, his sharp gaze sweeping over everyone present.
Those restless sects immediately quieted down, and their eyes gradually cleared.
“There’s a sky curtain blocking the northern part now, so they can’t come over. I predict that once the competition ends, the Lian Shi Sect and Limitless Sect people will use the excuse of executing you to seize the Emperor Weapon. Be prepared,” Jing Yuan said gravely, looking at Chu Huaian.
Chu Huaian narrowed his eyes slightly and nodded.
Now, no one was paying attention to the competition anymore; it was terrifyingly quiet.
The oppressive atmosphere seemed to be brewing a huge storm.
In contrast, inside the arena, there was a scene of joy and harmony.
Li Taibai, Luo Xi, Xia Ling, Zhao Shijie, and Chu Heshan were currently sitting on the ground, discussing the upcoming matches.
Chu Heshan stated that he would withdraw from the competition, and Luo Xi and Xia Ling also raised their hands one after another; they had no desire for the championship.
Although the first place would receive an immortal's baptism and the 100,000 contribution points rewarded by Chu Huaian, both of them still decided to give the opportunity to Li Taibai and Zhao Shijie.
“How about this, let’s not refuse each other anymore. Let’s decide by drawing lots,” Zhao Shijie’s suggestion was immediately approved by the others.
A flash of light, and five slips of paper appeared on the ground.
Xia Ling was the first to grab a slip beside her, then her face fell: “I’m third place.”
“I got fifth,” Li Taibai showed a faint smile.
“I’m fourth.” Chu Heshan unfolded his slip; a ‘4’ was clearly written on it.
The remaining first and second places were self-evident.
Zhao Shijie unfolded his slip; the number was 2.
“Alright, first place goes to Sister Luo Xi, which is well-deserved,” Zhao Shijie clapped his hands and stood up.
The others had no objections to this result.
The subsequent matches were not very exciting, as everyone followed the agreement and withdrew from the arena according to their rankings.
When only Luo Xi remained in the entire arena, a curtain of light descended from the sky, shining upon Luo Xi.
Immediately after, a faint figure slowly descended from above the firmament; no one could clearly see the figure’s appearance.
The faint figure raised an arm and gently touched Luo Xi’s forehead.
Before long, the faint figure disappeared, and the world returned to tranquility.
A lotus mark appeared on Luo Xi’s forehead.
The sect masters on the sidelines could clearly feel that Luo Xi’s soul had received a tremendous boost.
As the sky curtain disappeared, Chu Huaian rushed to Luo Xi’s side immediately, wanting to take her away.
“Chu Huaian, you can’t escape!”
A furious roar suddenly sounded.
The long-brewing storm had truly arrived!
As soon as the voice rang out, people from 31 sects all flew up, completely surrounding the more than one hundred Hua Xia Sect members.
At a glance, there were almost ten thousand people.
“Presumptuous! Everyone, retreat for me!”
Jing Yuan’s eyes were like torches, pushing everyone back.
“Jing Yuan, take your disciples and go back. You can’t stop this.”
Just then, a figure appeared from the void, and immediately after, two more figures appeared in front of Jing Yuan.
“Three Transformation God Realm cultivators.” Chu Huaian’s expression was grave.
“Do you still have any shame? Attacking a junior? If so, can I attack your disciples?” Jing Yuan’s face was grim, standing in front of Chu Huaian.
“Jing Yuan, I’ll just ask you one question: will you let us, or not?”
The speaker was none other than the Limitless Sect Master, Mo Li.
And beside him were the Lian Shi Sect Leader and a mysterious person in black robes.
“No!”
Jing Yuan’s aura was like a rainbow, his gaze burning as he stared at the three in front of him.
“Then, kill!”
“Kill!”
No one had expected the war to come so suddenly.