Chapter 419 - 417: The Ruling Elder
Chapter 419: Chapter 417: The Ruling Elder
The battle on the other side also concluded, with Jian Jingtian demonstrating superior skill, defeating Zou Peng.
The top three of the tournament were finally determined: Zhong Lin, Jian Jingtian, and Sikong Yan.
The upcoming battles consisted of two matches, one with Jian Jingtian and one with Sikong Yan, and winning both was necessary to claim the first place in the tournament.
If it were before, Zhong Lin wouldn’t dare to confidently guarantee victory, but things were different now.
Feeling the five Treasure Swords in his Storage Bracelet, he even dared to challenge a Yin Yang Realm expert.
Declining invitations from others, Zhong Lin returned straight to Liuxuan Pavilion.
With a thought, the Five Elements Xuan Jade Sword transformed into five streams of light, flying out of the Storage Bracelet. Without hesitation, Zhong Lin formed a Sword Finger with his right hand, slicing forcefully across the palm of his left hand,
crimson blood instantly gushing from the wound, spilling onto the blade of the Five Elements Xuan Jade Sword.
Buzz!
The five Treasure Swords emitted a buzzing sword hum the moment the blood landed, and the bloodstains were immediately absorbed by the sword bodies.
In that instant, Zhong Lin felt a spiritual connection with the Five Elements Xuan Jade Sword. Though it wasn’t as if it were a part of his body like a Lifebound Weapon, he could wield it with ease.
“Next, I need to store these five Treasure Swords in my Dantian, nurture them with the Xuandan, constantly deepening the connection to unleash even greater power.”
He tapped on the sword’s body with his finger, sensing the surging power within, especially the core of the sword, bringing him immense joy.
“Heavenly Sea Nether Iron, Yin Yang Essence Steel, Positive and Negative Magnetic Stone, and the millennium-old Xuan Jade as the main material, truly precious treasures indeed.”
There was no doubt these Mystical Artifacts were far superior to Spiritual Artifacts in terms of quality and the surging power within, far surpassing the Black Dragon Sword he had always used. Moreover, these five Mystical Artifacts, corresponding to the Five Elements, could better enhance his Five Elements Spirit Body and the Five Elements Mixed Essence Skill.”
“It seems Sister Ying Ju noticed my foundation! Otherwise, she wouldn’t have given me the Five Elements Xuan Jade Sword. She truly deserves to be a True Disciple,” Zhong Lin murmured.
However, Zhong Lin didn’t mind either. The Five-star Spirit Body wasn’t something to hide; even if Ying Ju hadn’t discovered it, he would have displayed it openly.
Only by showcasing his potential could he receive the most cultivation resources from the Sect. As for pretending to be weak to catch opponents off-guard, well, there weren’t as many tigers in the world as people thought; there were more pigs. Be careful, and you might end up genuinely becoming a pig.
Openly displaying his potential could only earn him a few more hidden cards at most.
With his eyes slightly closed, he immersed his mind into his Dantian, guiding the Dan Fire around the Five Elements Xuan Jade Sword, continuously infusing it with his Spiritual Origin, deepening the connection.
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“Disciple greets Elder Cang Chen.”
Before the stage, Zhong Lin, Sikong Yan, and Jian Jingtian respectfully bowed to the white-haired elder in front of them, not daring to be negligent in the slightest.
“Not bad.”
Elder Cang Chen looked at Zhong Lin and the others with a smile, satisfaction evident on his face.
The Heavenly Sword Sacred Land’s disciple hierarchy consisted of True Disciples, Inner Sect Disciples, and Outer Sect Disciples.
The Saint Heir remained within the True Disciple category, but with more focused cultivation support from the Sect.
Apart from disciples, there was the Elder system, divided into Sect Elders and Authority Elders.
The former were often disciples whose potential had been exhausted but were unwilling to leave, eventually becoming Sect Elders, wielding some power and continuing to contribute to the Sect.
For example, Outer Sect assessment elders, Inner Sect assessment elders, Alchemy Room elders, Dining Room elders, among others.
They wielded some authority but not much, and their strength usually ranged within the Yin Yang Realm and Life and Death Realm.
These individuals, rather than confronting True Disciples, would sometimes also avoid agitating Inner Sect Disciples and even seek ways to attach themselves to them and assist them.
However, the Authority Elders were the true foundation of the Holy Land. Not only were they immensely powerful, but they also held true control over the Sect’s authority.
For instance, Chuan Gong Elder, Punishment Elder, Elder Tiangong, and others.
These Elders possessed extraordinarily high strength, far beyond what ordinary martial artists could compete with, and wielded tremendous power within the Sect, even having the opportunity to contend for the position of Sect Master.
Elder Cang Chen was one of the elders of the Elder Hall, the true host of this Outer Sect tournament, and a Supreme Nirvana Realm powerhouse.
“The three of you are the pride of our Holy Land. Now, competing for the first place, do not engage in needless slaughter.”
“Disciple will comply.”
“Begin!”
With that, Elder Cang Chen transformed into a stream of light, seating himself high above in the sky, overlooking the stage with neither joy nor sorrow in his gaze.
Zhong Lin, Jian Jingtian, and Sikong Yan stood in a triangular formation, their combat intentions rising in response to each other.
Zhong Lin glanced at the two, casually saying, “Stage rules, each fights against the others, winner of all is the champion, who will go first?”
As he spoke, Zhong Lin’s eyes locked onto Sikong Yan, openly displaying his intense battle intent.
Swoosh!
Suddenly, Jian Jingtian’s figure vanished, his right hand clenched into a fist, launching it at the Six Yang’s key point of Sikong Yan.
Thunderous roar!
A ferocious force erupted, white surging waves burst forth from the Fist Seal.
“How bold.”
Sikong Yan roared back, launching his own punch, starlight gathering on his fist.
Bang!
The two fists collided fiercely, exploding with raw intensity.
It was as if the entire Heavenly Sword Peak shook, dust scattering everywhere, resonating with overwhelming noises.
Debris sprayed, with clouds of dust swirling, drifting, and enveloping the area.
Zhong Lin raised an eyebrow and instantly left with a swift movement, leaving the stage to the two combatants.
Since Jian Jingtian chose to strike first, Zhong Lin decided to wait until one of them emerged victorious, then battle the loser.
If he won, he’d face the other for the final match to determine the champion; if he lost, he’d be placed third outright.
The rules were simple and direct.
Jian Jingtian wasn’t surprised at all by the unused strike of his fist, his body moved again.
He neither flickered, nor leapt, nor sprinted; he merely stepped forth as if a mountain was rolling over.
Bang!
The air within several miles in front of him was forcibly compressed by his overbearing body, cracking with eerie wails.
Bang!
Jian Jingtian’s fists split, shook, and exploded.
Bam! Bam! Bam! Bam…
Sikong Yan, standing in the air, twitched his eye, immediately seeing countless mountain-like fists rolling in like a tidal wave, blocking out everything except the fists.
An overwhelming barrage of Fist Seals erupted from the ground, trailing blazing trails like comets streaking toward their target.
“Such formidable physique.”
Zhong Lin’s expression turned serious, shocked by Jian Jingtian’s terrifyingly simple yet potent physique.
No wonder he’s an Innate Sword Body, a madman aiming to forge his body into an unparalleled Divine Sword; even these iron fists surpass ordinary Spiritual Artifacts.
Bang!
With a loud crash, Sikong Yan was struck by dozens of punches, sent flying across several miles, smashing through massive boulders like small mountains, embedding into the main body of Heavenly Sword Peak.
The rising dust covered the sky, enveloping the entire stage like a vast shroud.