The Unparalleled Sword Emperor
Chapter 439 - 438: His Name is Lu Yuan!

Chapter 439: Chapter 438: His Name is Lu Yuan!

"Elder, I’m going!"

"This will be the turning point for the Sword Alliance. Our alliance will rise from it."

"To live or to die, I, Lu Yuan, will bear it alone."

Lu Yuan’s eyes were resolute as he looked at the Martial God Tower.

At this moment, all warriors in the field were looking on in anger as the Divine Alliance smirked triumphantly.

"Now all warriors have given up, only Lin Bai and Lu Yuan of the Sword Alliance remain."

"The Second Elder went to persuade Lin Bai and Lu Yuan. I reckon the Second Elder doesn’t want them to participate anymore either."

"Ah, yes. What’s the point of participating in this Core Disciple Assessment."

"This is so heartbreaking. The Divine Alliance, they’ve broken our hearts."

"If my Spirit Sword Sect falls into Su Cang’s hands, it’s bound to meet its end."

"Oh, heavens! The heavens are blind indeed. Our Spirit Sword Sect has stood for five thousand years, weathering countless storms, resisting numerous invasions from enemies—only to be destroyed by our own hands!"

"The heavens will bring the demise of my Spirit Sword Sect!"

Many of the warriors who held a deep affection for the Spirit Sword Sect cried out with faces full of unwillingness.

The Second Elder looked at Lu Yuan and tried to open his lips to stop him, but upon hearing the voices of the warriors around him, he let out a helpless sigh. "The Spirit Sword Sect needs a warrior to cleanse this filthy heart with blood!"

"The Spirit Sword Sect needs a warrior to right all of the injustices created by the Divine Alliance!"

"The Spirit Sword Sect needs a Warrior to step forward and guide us back to glory."

"The Spirit Sword Sect needs a Warrior"

"Lu Yuan...go."

The Second Elder looked at Lu Yuan in unspeakable pain, with a heart full of sorrow, he closed his eyes.

No one could understand the pain in the Second Elder’s heart. By allowing Lu Yuan to go, it was as if he was pushing Lu Yuan into the fire and into the clutches of the Divine Alliance.

However, what else could the Second Elder do?

If the Sword Alliance did not step up at this moment, the Divine Alliance would go unchecked in the Spirit Sword Sect.

If the Sword Alliance did not step up now, if the news of the unfair disciple assessment leaked out and not a single person resisted, then the world would lose faith in the Spirit Sword Sect. Recruiting disciples would then become extremely difficult.

Without fresh blood, without the addition of new talents, the Spirit Sword Sect would naturally fall into decline and die within a century, even without the invasion of external enemies.

Yet, at this moment, if the Sword Alliance did step up, even if the apprentice entering the Martial God Tower would die!

It would show the world, the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect that the Sword Alliance had not admitted defeat!

The Sword Alliance had not yet surrendered to the Divine Alliance!

The Sword Alliance hadn’t given up resistance!

The Sword Alliance was still fighting for justice in the world!

"Aye, my Spirit Sword Sect is about to end."

"The Divine Alliance’s actions will undoubtedly push the Spirit Sword Sect to destruction."

"If there is no justice left, who would dare join the Spirit Sword Sect in the future?"

All the warriors were silent, their hearts filled with sadness.

The divine Alliance’s unfairness had discredited them to the world, causing all disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect to see no future, no hope, only the impending destruction of the Spirit Sword Sect.

"Heavens will bring the downfall of my Spirit Sword Sect!"

"Heavens! Please strike Su Cang with lightning!"

"God, if you truly have eyes, please look at our Spirit Sword Sect. We’ve been upright for five thousand years, we never kill the innocent, we never oppress the weak, we never suppress the low-ranked warriors—why must we suffer this tribulation?"

"Heavens...have no eyes!"

A sense of loneliness and melancholy resonated among the Inner Sect Martial Artists and the Outer Sect Disciples.

The greatest sorrow is worse than the death of the heart.

The Divine Alliance has become known across the lands for their treachery, causing all warriors to see no future or hope for the Spirit Sword Sect.

Just at this moment, a warrior, a man in a white robe, walked out from the crowd with his head held high and his steps steady.

He walked step by step towards the Martial God Tower.

Each step was firm beyond measure.

Each Step was filled with righteousness.

Each step was full of heroic spirit.

"Brother Lu Yuan..."

"Lu Yuan of the Sword Alliance... What is he trying to do, is he going to the Martial God Tower?"

"Brother Lu Yuan!"

"Brother Lu Yuan! Come back, don’t go!"

The warriors of the Sword Alliance yelled out in desperation.

But Lu Yuan kept going without turning back, heading straight into the Martial God Tower!

Wind howls, the river of Yi grows cold. The hero departs, never to return!

"Lu Yuan... Sword Alliance!"

"Damn, Sword Alliance has spirit, we salute you!"

"Long live the Sword Alliance!"

"The Sword Alliance is domineering!"

"Sword Alliance! Sword Alliance! Sword Alliance!"

"Facing difficulty head-on, this is the essence of us warriors, and the disciples of the Spirit Sword Sect!"

"Lu Yuan!"

All the warriors in the arena watched as Lu Yuan resolutely entered the Martial God Tower and screamed in excitement.

But the Second Elder, Ji Bei, and Ji Bai all looked on with bitter faces.

"Brother Lu Yuan, let me go." Lin Bai wanted to step forward and bring Lu Yuan back.

Lin Bai was confident that his chance of passing through the Martial God Tower was much higher than Lu Yuan’s.

The Second Elder held Lin Bai back and said, "Lin Bai, let him go. This is a trial and also a tempering of the heart. As long as Lu Yuan doesn’t die, his Daoist heart will be incredibly firm in the future. You could even say this is a blessing in disguise for him."

Lin Bai’s face darkened and he said, "But Second Elder, if anything happens to Brother Lu Yuan, don’t you think the price paid for this heart tempering is too great?"

The Second Elder said with a pained expression: "How can I not know? But sword cultivators who step onto the path of martial arts should embrace life through death!"

"Embrace life through death!"

Lin Bai’s expression was indifferent, he didn’t try to stop Lu Yuan anymore, he just quietly watched the Martial God Tower.

The Second Elder was right. Sword cultivators should embrace life through death, fear no powerful enemy, no danger, persist in their moral principles, and protect their own inner peace.

To embrace life through death is to be a sword cultivator.

If you are always hesitant, back down in the face of the strong, beg for mercy in front of power, you will always be insignificant for the rest of your life!

Lu Yuan walked into the Martial God Tower, and the glow of the first floor slowly lit up.

In front of the Martial God Tower, a glowing screen emerged, revealing the battle between Lu Yuan and the 20th Elder on the first floor.

"As expected! When the warriors of the Divine Alliance enter, they pass directly! But when the warriors of the Sword Alliance enter, they face a battle of life and death!"

"This is outrageous!"

"The Divine Alliance is going too far!"

Watching the life-and-death battle on the first floor, all of the Spirit Sword Sect’s warriors let out a roar of rage.

"However, Lu Yuan of the Sword Alliance is indeed a real man! Although he knows it is a matter of life and death, he still faces it head-on!"

"The Sword Alliance! The spirit of Sword Xuan lives on in the Sword Alliance!"

"Yes, when Brother Sword Xuan was still here, how glorious was the Sword Alliance, how glorious was our Spirit Sword Sect!"

"Back when Brother Sword Xuan was still with us, anywhere our Spirit Sword Sect’s warriors went, they were respected. Even in the Lingdong 700 States, who wouldn’t give our Spirit Sword Sect disciples a measure of respect!"

"But now, the Spirit Sword Sect is in such a state that even a Core Martial Artist Competition is manipulated!"

"Ah!"

Sighs sounded, endless melancholy resonated within the hearts of all the warriors.

Just at this moment.

In the first floor, the 20th Elder let out a cold laugh. He punched Lu Yuan in the chest, leaving him half-dead.

Lin Bai’s eyes widened in shock: "Brother Lu Yuan, surrender now!"

But Lu Yuan, inside the first floor, struggled to stand up from the ground. He was covered in blood, wielding his Treasure Sword, and charged at the 20th Elder once again!

The 20th Elder chuckled coldly. As easily as an eagle grabbing a chick, he captured Lu Yuan in his hand, applying force to break Lu Yuan’s arm.

With a kick, he broke Lu Yuan’s legs too!

With a thrust of his palm, he shattered Lu Yuan’s Dantian.

Lu Yuan crashed into the wall of the first floor of the Martial God Tower. He fell to the ground, blood flowing lika a small stream.

He wanted to stand up.

But he could no longer stand!

Seeing Lu Yuan on the first floor being brutally murdered by the 20th Elder!

All the warriors watching the screen couldn’t bear to keep their eyes open and closed them!

"Lu Yuan, it’s all my fault!" The Second Elder cried out in agony, his eyes bloodshot. A single tear of blood streamed down the face of the Second Elder.

These were tears of blood.

They were tears of blood coming from the eyes of the Second Elder!

The Second Elder, this old man, had devoted his life to the Spirit Sword Sect. His lifelong wish was to see the Spirit Sword Sect return to glory and stand at the top of Shenwu Kingdom.

"Brother Lu Yuan!"

"Brother Lu Yuan!"

At this moment, all the warriors of the Sword Alliance, seeing Lu Yuan so brutally tortured, cried out in unbearable pain.

Oh, brothers!

The warriors of the Sword Alliance, they were all brothers!

Who wouldn’t be enraged to see their own brothers and loved ones brutally tortured like this! Who wouldn’t be enraged!

And Lin Bai, standing next to the Second Elder, looked like a piece of ice. The killing intent in his heart was like a prehistoric giant beast ready to burst out!

Kill! A flicker of cold light, ten thousand feet of brilliance, slaughtering all under heaven, what’s wrong with that!

Kill! The battle sword I cultivated from the east, annihilate the Eight Desolations in the name of the king!