Wei's clothes were torn to shreds, his entire body covered in countless tiny sword wounds, looking utterly exhausted. If it weren't for the fact that he was still stubbornly holding on, the evaluators would have already intervened and stopped the trial between the two men.

  Gu Yongping's expression was calm and peaceful, the gloomy and fierce look on his face had disappeared without a trace.

  He has been favored by the public, and has never lost a single game so far. How could he not see his own situation clearly? When he realized his mistake and began to adjust, Wei Cheng immediately fell into a disadvantageous position.

  Heart Lake Sword, heart clear as lake, no trace can be followed.

  Wei Sheng struggled to hold on, if not for his deeper understanding of the sword intent, he would have been defeated long ago. However, even so, he was still unable to withstand Gu Rongping's attack. Gu Rongping also changed from his previous urgency and became more calm, slowly increasing his advantage.

  Different swordsmanship, the route taken will also have a distinct difference. Some swordsmanship is fierce and violent, emphasizing that every strike is like thunder, leaving no room for reserve. While some swordsmanship takes the route of entanglement, not pursuing one-hit kills, but rather through continuous establishment of advantages, like unraveling silk threads, making the opponent exhausted, ultimately losing the ability to resist.

  Ancient people were just like this.

  "Gu Yongping is indeed not bad, at a young age, this 'Heart Lake Sword' already has a good grasp! Thin container in those years also did not cultivate to this point." Tian Songzi couldn't help but praise, after a slight pause, he again praised: "This Wei Sheng is even better! Not only did he cultivate to the realm of sword intent and heart transformation at the Condensing Pulse stage, but what's more rare is his strong and unyielding temperament. Clearly trapped in a difficult situation, he still doesn't yield or give up, this child will definitely become a great talent!"

  "Yes. I'm afraid that after we, the Eastern Floating Sect, join forces with other sects, we'll have to follow behind the Wu Kong Sword Sect." Feng Qing, the leader of the Ling Ying Sect, said with a glance at Tian Songzi.

  This sentence suddenly hit the minds of many Dongfu Xiaomen people, and many faces didn't look good.

  Tian Songzi understood in his heart, but didn't expose it. He just said lightly: "The strong are respected. With what kind of strength, there will naturally be corresponding treatment. Does Feng Zhangmen think that Wu Kong Sword Sect doesn't have this strength?"

  Feng Qing was taken aback, but he argued: "I'm afraid that the grievances between Wukong and us are hard to eradicate!"

  Tian Songzi felt a sense of disgust in his heart, and he glanced around at the crowd, saying: "The Wu Kong Sword Sect has been hiding its light for many years. If they were greedy, with the power of the Bing Xiang sword, I'm afraid that not many people in Dong Fu could withstand it, let alone the several people from the Pei Zongmen who are all at the Jindan stage."

  These words suddenly made many people's faces relax a lot. Thinking about it, if the Wu Kong Sword Sect was really that kind of person, what resistance would they have?

  "Wu Kong Jian Men is a part of Dong Fu, if Wu Kong Jian Men is strong, then I, Dong Fu, am strong. If Dong Fu is strong, then all of you will naturally have more benefits." Tian Songzi said with profound meaning.

  "That's right! I've observed that the people of Poyun are not the kind to take by force or seize by greed. If I can make further progress while staying in the thirteen towns, it will be beneficial for everyone!" Some people agreed.

  Others echoed in agreement, Tian Songzi's influence in Dongfu was unmatched, and over the years, he had always been relatively fair in his dealings, earning everyone's trust. The leader of the Lingying Sect stood by, his face alternating between green and red.

  Tiansongzi suddenly stood up at this time, and everyone knew he had something to say. The surroundings immediately fell silent.

  "There are many people who do not know the original intention of my holding this trial by combat." Tian Songzi said slowly, his voice not loud, but with a hint of solemnity, causing everyone's hearts to feel a chill, and they perked up their ears to listen carefully. Some sharper ones had already vaguely sensed that things were not simple.

  "Some people may know, some people may not." Tian Songzi paused for a moment before continuing: "The Blood Sky Realm has been showing signs of instability."

  First there was silence, then chaos erupted.

  "No way!"

  "How is it possible?"

  "Aren't there many powerful experts guarding the Blood Sky Domain?"

  ……

  The voices were in a state of utter chaos, and this light sentence was like a thunderclap on a clear day, suddenly making all the leaders lose their composure. Even the leader of the Lingying Sect stood still, with fear gradually appearing in his eyes.

  The Blood Sky Realm is a buffer zone between the cultivators and the demon world. This is a paradise for countless cultivators to hunt demons. As long as you have the strength, you can get everything you want here. Crystal stones, magical artifacts, rare materials...

  One by one, masters rise to fame here, it is the backyard of cultivators, and the warehouse of materials for cultivators.

  So when Tiansongzi said that the Sky Blood Realm was unstable, people hadn't reacted yet, and they didn't understand what the Sword Testing Assembly had to do with the Sky Blood Realm, nor did they grasp the significance behind this news.

  It wasn't until people remembered how the Blood Sky Realm was formed that they suddenly snapped awake.

  Even the calmest person couldn't help but change color at this time.

  "Is the news accurate?"

  "There's no news on the market at all!"

  Fear spread quickly among the crowd, and they asked subconsciously. Everyone knew that if Tian Songzi said it in public, then this news would not be false. Tian Songzi's information channels were much more than theirs.

  Tian Songzi let out a soft sigh: "Everyone should prepare well. For the top 100 local cultivators in this Sword Trial Conference, I will open up the secret realm."

  This is another heavyweight news!

  Mysterious Realm!

  The secret realm is like a tiny boundary. How the secret realm was born and formed, no one knows. But every boundary will have a secret realm, only with some more and some less, without any rules to speak of.

  Each secret realm is different, but they also have similarities. All secret realms have extremely dense spiritual energy, and if one can cultivate within them, the effect will be doubled. Moreover, inside the secret realm, due to the extreme density of spiritual energy and the lack of human presence, a large number of rare spiritual herbs and beasts survive. Some secret realms even have ancient cultivators' leftover caves.

  No one expected that Dongfeng Hall actually had a secret realm!

  It's indeed worthy of being the actual controller of Dongfu, and the thickness of its family foundation is simply unbelievable.

  "This secret realm was discovered by our ancestors when they first established the Eastern Floating Sect, but unfortunately, those who have exceeded the Golden Elixir stage cannot enter. This secret realm has also been closed to our sect all along. This time, with the great calamity approaching, disciples of various sects can enter the secret realm as long as they rank among the top 100. As for what gains they will obtain, that depends on their individual fortune." Tian Songzi said.

  The anxious faces of the various leaders finally cracked a smile.

  If we're talking about the top ten disciples, Dong Fu might not be afraid of many, but among the top hundred, the core disciples of each major sect are basically all there.

  "Seniors have worked hard! We are truly ashamed!" A leader suddenly stepped out and bowed deeply to Tiansongzi.

  The other sect leaders also came forward, paying their respects and thanking Tian Songzi. Opening the secret realm of their sect to disciples from other sects was unprecedented. Tian Songzi's magnanimity earned everyone's admiration, and even Feng Qing, the leader of the Bianling Sect, paid his respects without hesitation.

  Tian Songzi's face showed no joy at all, and he let out a faint sigh: "The fire can only be passed down if there is fire to begin with!"

  Everyone's heart sank as they finally realized from Tian Songzi's words that the situation might be worse than they had imagined.

  Zong Mingyan looked at those lively halos that seemed like living things, but stepped into the formation without hesitation.

  As soon as I stepped in, the scenery around me changed instantly.

  Endless pale blue mist enveloped the vast desolate wilderness, he stood in the midst of it, surrounded by emptiness, with nothing but the sky above, countless large and small halos swam like schools of fish.

  In the faint blue mist that rose like a clear morning, the crisp and clear sound of the bell grew more and more ethereal. These mischievous and agile halos danced in the sky high above his head, while higher up, a crescent moon hung suspended, casting a soft glow over this desolate land, even the mist was shrouded in a layer of hazy light.

  Is this the formation of the foundation-building cultivator?

  Zong Ming was slightly surprised and couldn't help but reevaluate Zuo Mo.

  Although he had a general understanding of the formation, after all, he received careful guidance from Zuo Mei Tian, and his foundation was solid, far surpassing that of an outsider like Zuo Mo who had learned halfway. Although unclear what kind of formation Zuo Mo had laid down, he could understand the meaning behind this formation.

  He decided to withdraw his contempt from his heart, and this left Mo was indeed a genius worthy of being called a master.

  Zong Mingyan walked leisurely in the courtyard, his expression calm and collected, exuding an aura of strong self-confidence. What about Su Zhen's genius? He didn't have a shred of fear in his heart, on the contrary, he had initially thought that challenging him would be like catching a fish in a barrel, but now he felt a growing sense of anticipation.

  Zong Mingyan, who was already full of fighting spirit, is now even more majestic!

  With a slight flick of the wrist, the plum branch in hand bent and curled.

  A plum blossom gently trembled and fell from its branch, drifting into the air.

  "A Cut of Plum Blossoms"

  This plum blossom quietly disintegrated in mid-air, transforming into a pink light cluster. The light cluster seemed to be pulled apart by two invisible hands towards both ends, rapidly becoming flat and narrow. A circle of faint sword intent burst forth from the center of the pink light cluster, sweeping outwards in all directions.

  Narrow and long pink sword, without a hint of warmth and softness, on the contrary, when it really becomes a sword, the stern and severe sword intent, rises to the extreme!

  Zong Ming's narrowed eyes were like that pink sword tip, sharp and piercing!

  The air was drawn in, and the halo flying in the sky suddenly became like a startled school of fish.

  The sound of ding-dong suddenly became dense like raindrops!

  "Go!" Zhong Mingyan shouted loudly, his hand grasping the plum blossom spear.

  A narrow and sharp pink sword edge suddenly flashed, drawing a stunning pink glow in the air, and plunged into the light ring.

  Its sharp blade is unparalleled, and its halo is like a bubble that shatters at the slightest touch.

  Petals scattered all over the sky like snowflakes.

  Under the bright moonlight, in the blue mist, the scattered lights and shadows greatly diluted the solemnity and murderous intent of the sword, instead adding a touch of desolation and beauty.

  He spat it out! Zuo Mo couldn't help but take a cold breath in reverse.

  Zhong Mingyan's strength was on a completely different level from what Chong An had encountered before, and the power of this one sword strike scared him so much that his heart was racing wildly.

  If he had any thoughts of taking the initiative to attack before, Zong Mingyan's sword immediately made him understand how unrealistic his idea was.

  At present, there is only one way out, and that is to defend!

  This was also the only thing he could do. If Zong Mingyan found his position, Zuomo dared to confirm that with his half-hearted sword intent, he would definitely lose within three moves.

  After making up his mind, the last bit of distraction in Zuo Mo's brain was eliminated, and the movements of his hands became even faster and more efficient.

  Hurry up!

  Faster!