The Unparalleled Sword Emperor
Chapter 1637 - 1634: Do You Have the Strength to Fight with Me for Ten Days and Nights?

Chapter 1637: Chapter 1634: Do You Have the Strength to Fight with Me for Ten Days and Nights?

In Starry Sky City, the elders of the Seven Major Sects stood in the City Lord’s Mansion, gazing at the now-sealed Star Path.

"The Star Path has been closed for half a month. I wonder what fortunes those youngsters have found inside?"

"They must have figured out the rules, I suppose."

"Heh heh, true enough."

"The other warriors are of no concern, but I wonder how much the Saint-level and monster-level warriors, as well as the Yangshen Realm experts from various sects, have advanced in cultivation!"

"Over the years, warriors entering the Wanxing Secret Realm have more or less advanced one or two realms. There have even been cases where Saint-level warriors made breakthroughs in three realms. This year should be no different!"

"..."

Half a month ago, the Star Path was opened, and millions of warriors from the Seven Major Sects in Starry Sky City rushed inside. Now, apart from the elders stationed here from the Seven Major Sects, the city felt utterly deserted.

At this moment, a Fenxin Sect elder furrowed his brow, hastily retrieving several fragments from his storage bag. As he scrutinized them, his expression instantly changed, and his pupils widened with sheer terror!

"Yang Huai, old man, what’s wrong with you?" With amusement, an elder teased as he turned to look. In the hands of the Fenxin Sect elder, a shattered token lay, exceptionally conspicuous.

All the Seven Major Sects’ elders present immediately focused their gaze and recognized it—it was a Life Token!

"Our Fenxin Sect Saint Son, Yang Changdong, has actually fallen..." The Fenxin Sect elder’s face turned pale with fright, unable to suppress his shocked exclamation.

One elder paused, perplexed, before asking, "Could there be some mistake? Though the Wanxing Secret Realm is perilous, no Saint-level warrior has ever died within it!"

Another elder interjected, "That’s right. Saint-level warriors always have life-preserving measures. Additionally, your sect’s Saint Son is already at the Second Level of the Yangshen Realm. His Martial Soul, the Dragon Pearl of Earth Fire, is exceptional, coupled with his cultivation of Flame Dragon Nine Transformations. Within the Wanxing Secret Realm, those capable of killing him can be counted on one hand..."

The elders of the Seven Major Sects collectively narrowed their eyes.

With a furious glare, the Fenxin Sect elder roared, "This token was delivered by Fenxin Sect before the Wanxing Secret Realm was opened; it belongs to Yang Changdong. How could there be a mistake?"

"Now that the token has shattered, it confirms that our Saint Son has perished!"

"Yet, what you said has merit. Warriors capable of killing a Saint-level genius in the Wanxing Secret Realm are indeed few—Yan Tuo, Wei Tianjun, Yejian Jun, Lin Luo, Lin Anyang!"

Hearing the names recited by the Fenxin Sect elder, the elders of the Saint Seal Sect and the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect immediately turned uneasy.

The Fenxin Sect elder coldly swept his gaze across these sect elders, lingering pointedly on the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect elder, before speaking in a detached tone, "I don’t care who killed Yang Changdong, but we, the Fenxin Sect, will not let this matter rest!"

The Heaven-reaching Sword Sect elder protested innocently, "Yang Huai, old man, why are you staring at me while saying that? We don’t even know what happened yet! How are you so certain it was the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect?"

The Fenxin Sect elder retorted icily, "It had better not be the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect. Otherwise, if our two sects tear each other apart, it’ll be a bad look for everyone!"

"Hmph! I’ll report this matter to the sect. One month from now, when our Fenxin Sect warriors return from the Wanxing Secret Realm, there will naturally be clarity!"

Hearing those words, the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect elder’s eyes flickered before he replied nonchalantly, "The Wanxing Secret Realm—after all—was established as a trial ground by the Seven Major Sects. Deaths of warriors within are hardly unusual, aren’t they?"

The Fenxin Sect elder countered coldly, "This time is different. The one who died was none other than our Fenxin Sect’s Saint Son!"

Having nothing further to say, the Heaven-reaching Sword Sect elder’s face darkened into a somber silence.

Likewise, the other sect elders’ expressions turned grim, and the atmosphere in the City Lord’s Mansion grew oppressively heavy.

At that moment, in the Great Hall, yet another elder—this one from the Heavenly Sword Sect—wordlessly retrieved several fragments from his storage bag, his expression instantly turning icy...

...

In the Wanxing Secret Realm, beneath the black flagpole within the Storm Circle.

In the Fourth Storm Circle, Lin Bai had slain Yang Changdong under his sword. Blood surged violently, condensing into a blood crystal, ready to float toward the black flagpole!

Quick as lightning, Lin Bai snatched the blood crystal, but the black flagpole’s pull threatened to wrest it from his grip!

"You think you can take this from me?"

Lin Bai’s gaze suddenly turned cold as the Devouring Sword Spirit within him began its automatic operation. A tremendous suction emanated from his palm, firmly seizing the blood crystal.

The Devouring Sword Spirit surged, absorbing all the blood essence and spiritual energy within the crystal, refining them into pure spiritual power.

"Yang Changdong, the Saint Son, is actually dead!"

"This is the first time since the opening of the Wanxing Secret Realm that a Saint-level genius has died here."

"Dongfang Bai’s sword techniques are too powerful. Even after Yang Changdong unleashed his Martial Soul and the Flame Dragon Nine Transformations, he still couldn’t rival him!"

"Indeed, with Dongfang Bai’s current strength, isn’t he already close to the Third Level of the Yangshen Realm?"

"..."

Numerous warriors cried out in shock.

After absorbing the blood crystal, Lin Bai’s gaze darkened as he turned his focus toward Wei Jing within the Fourth Storm Circle. She was Fenxin Sect’s Saintess.

Faced with Lin Bai’s ice-cold gaze, Wei Jing was visibly startled, instinctively circulating her spiritual power in preparation to defend herself.

After sizing her up, Lin Bai noticed she had not intervened on Yang Changdong’s behalf and decided to spare her for the time being.

Momentarily glancing at Wei Jing, Lin Bai shifted his attention to a figure in the Third Storm Circle...

"Yu Liang!"

Surrounded by a bloodthirsty aura, Lin Bai stepped forward, heading straight for the Third Storm Circle.

The storms in the Third Storm Circle were even more ferocious, making it difficult for Lin Bai to stabilize his footing.

Exuding overwhelming killing intent, Lin Bai entered the Third Storm Circle, his icy gaze immediately locking onto Yu Liang. Without uttering a word, Lin Bai unleashed a sword strike straight at him!

"Dongfang Bai has made a move again!"

"This time, his target is Yu Liang!"

"Oh my god, what is Dongfang Bai planning? Does he intend to kill every Saint-level warrior here?"

Outside the Storm Circle, countless warriors gasped in astonishment.

Yu Liang had been about to step into the Second Storm Circle when Lin Bai suddenly launched his attack. Yu Liang’s expression chilled instantly as his storage bag flashed, revealing a long blade that slashed ferociously at Lin Bai!

"Get lost! I don’t have time to waste here. If you want a fight, wait until the blood crystals are claimed, and I’ll duel you for ten days and nights!" Yu Liang barked coldly.

Lin Bai sneered disdainfully, "You think your strength is enough to fight me for ten days and nights? You really overestimate yourself. If I wanted to kill you, just one sword would suffice!"