Immortal Sword Master

Chapter 315: Chapter 311: The Game of the Heaven-Reaching Realm Powerhouses

"’To think the Myriad Swords Sect would be challenged by the Six Top Grade Sects on the very day of its founding.’"

"’The Myriad Swords Sect’s name has shaken the Six Eastern Provinces recently, but it seems that while they’ve gained fame, a tree that stands taller than the forest is bound to be destroyed by the wind. Being in the spotlight so much isn’t necessarily a good thing.’"

"’The Myriad Swords Sect is from our Qing Province. If they can become strong, the overall strength of our province will rise with them. I hope they can overcome this crisis.’"

Many martial artists from Qing Province discussed amongst themselves, all rooting for the Myriad Swords Sect.

For a long time, Qing Province had been at the bottom of the Six Provinces—the weakest of them all, suffering the contempt and humiliation of the others.

But if the Myriad Swords Sect could rise to prominence among the Six Provinces, it could finally shed the "weakest" label for Qing Province. For all the martial artists there, this was a matter of collective honor.

But wishes were just wishes.

Looking at the lineup from the Six Top Grade Sects, a look of worry inevitably crept into the onlookers’ eyes.

The Myriad Swords Sect’s foundation was simply too shallow!

Aside from that one mysterious Heaven-Reaching Realm expert, the entire Sect didn’t have a single person at the Earth Martial Realm.

As for Primordial Spirit Realm experts, there were only a paltry few.

What right did the Myriad Swords Sect have to challenge the Six Top Grade Sects now?

"’As long as the Heaven-Reaching Realm experts behind these Top Grade Sects don’t interfere, the Myriad Swords Sect can still hold them off,’" someone said.

However, in the next moment, Ning Jiang’s voice caused a huge uproar. "As experts of the Heaven-Reaching Realm, since you’ve already graced us with your presence, is there any need to hide?"

His words stunned everyone present.

Shocked gazes darted around. ’The Heaven-Reaching Realm experts from the Six Top Grade Sects are all here?’

"With your power, you shouldn’t have been able to perceive our presence. It must have been that Heaven-Reaching Realm expert behind you,"

a vast voice boomed from the distance, seeming to fill the heavens and the earth. All eyes turned toward its source.

There, in the sky, several figures strode through the air. As they approached, a suffocating pressure crashed down upon everyone.

"Greetings, Sect Leader."

The Earth Martial Realm experts from the Six Top Grade Sects clasped their fists and bowed respectfully.

Within the Myriad Swords Sect, a dead silence had fallen. Under the combined auras of the six newcomers, even the Earth Martial Realm experts from the Withered Blade Sect and Earth Gate were struggling.

Six Heaven-Reaching Realm experts stood proudly in the empty air. Some were imposing, broad-shouldered men in their middle years; others were white-haired elders with deep, wise eyes.

"’Since the six of us have come together, won’t you come out and meet us, Your Excellency?’" one of them asked.

He was a tall man with an incredibly resonant voice. Each word he spoke was like a peal of Celestial Thunder, making the very air tremble.

This was the Sect Leader of the Wind Thunder Sect.

And the "Your Excellency" he referred to was none other than the Heaven-Reaching Realm expert backing the Myriad Swords Sect!

"All six of you are radiating battle intent. I know what you’re thinking. At our Realm, there’s no need for pointless chatter. Let’s begin."

It was the voice of Golden Cicada.

He now stood beside Ning Jiang.

"Good. How direct. I’ve heard that you defeated the Corpse Ghost Daoist, so I couldn’t resist coming to witness your skills for myself."

The Wind and Thunder Sect Leader stepped forward, his body instantly surging with rolling Thunderbolt.

"’He who would wear the crown must bear its weight. If the Myriad Swords Sect wants to replace the Evil Spirit Sect and become one of the new Eight Top Grade Sects, this is a trial they must overcome!’"

All the martial artists watched with bated breath.

Yue Wenfu and the others nervously clenched their fists.

The last time the Myriad Swords Sect had faced a Heaven-Reaching Realm expert, it was only the Corpse Ghost Daoist. Now, there were six of them.

Of course, as the masters of their own Sects, the six of them would probably not stoop so low as to attack all at once.

"Don’t worry. A small trial like this won’t be enough to take down the Myriad Swords Sect!" Yue Wenfu said with conviction.

"Take this! Five Thunders Bombarding the Top!"

Thunderbolts surged from the Wind and Thunder Sect Leader’s body. He extended a hand, and bolts of lightning gathered above his palm, coalescing into five Thunder Pearls.

The five Thunder Pearls rotated and intertwined, crackling with electrical energy. Then, they exploded, transforming into five pillar-thick bolts of lightning that slammed down violently.

The world was consumed by the blazing light of the thunder; the onlookers could see nothing else.

"Trivial tricks."

Golden Cicada ascended into the sky, his entire body shrouded in a golden light that hid his true appearance. He too thrust out a palm.

BOOM!

Terrifying shockwaves swept out in all directions.

"Good! Take another one of my techniques!"

The Wind and Thunder Sect Leader let out a long cry and took a deep breath. The winds of heaven and earth seemed to converge on him, causing his belly to swell dramatically.

RUMBLE RUMBLE.

From within his swollen belly, the deafening sound of rolling thunder erupted.

A moment later, he spat fiercely. A sword-like beam of lightning shot forth, wrapped in wisps of razor-sharp Wind Blades.

This was a fusion of Wind and Thunder Power.

In the entire Sect, no more than five people were capable of truly fusing the powers of wind and thunder.

Most disciples of the Wind Thunder Sect cultivated either Wind Attribute or Thunder Attribute Cultivation Techniques. Combining the two was as difficult as ascending to heaven—far beyond the grasp of an ordinary disciple.

The moment this fused wind-and-thunder attack was unleashed, the fierce energy it radiated plunged every martial artist who sensed it into a state of terror.

"Break."

Golden Cicada threw a punch. The golden light from his fist condensed into something nearly solid, sweeping forward with irresistible force and shattering his opponent’s Wind and Thunder Power.

Moreover, the golden light still had power to spare, continuing onward to slam into the Wind and Thunder Sect Leader and force him back dozens of steps.

The difference in their strength was immediately clear!

"As expected of the man who defeated the Corpse Ghost Daoist. Truly impressive."

The Wind and Thunder Sect Leader’s expression turned grim, and he made no further moves.

He still had trump cards to play, but if the fight continued, it would escalate into a battle to the death.

His main purpose in coming today was to gauge the true strength of the Heaven-Reaching Realm expert backing the Myriad Swords Sect.

"Allow me to witness your skills as well,"

another Sect Leader stepped forward. Though his hair was white, his posture was ramrod straight. He carried a giant sword on his back, and his entire being radiated an incomparably sharp aura. This was the Sect Leader of the Giant Sword Sect.

"Cleave."

He drew the greatsword from his back. The blade was a dark, crimson red and incredibly wide. Its weight alone exceeded ten thousand jin.

"’I’ve heard the Giant Sword Sect follows the path of overwhelming skill with pure force. Their attacks aren’t flashy—they’re simple and direct. But it’s precisely that simplicity that fills every move and every stance with immense power.’"

"’When facing someone from the Giant Sword Sect, you either overwhelm them with superior power, or you’ll have an incredibly difficult time winning.’"

As the crowd murmured, the old man swung his sword down. In an instant, a massive, mountain-sized Sword Aura descended, threatening to cleave the entire Myriad Swords Sect in two.

The faces of the onlookers turned pale. If that sword strike were to land among them, no one would be left to bury.

「Meanwhile.」

In the distance, several pairs of eyes were watching everything unfold here.