When Lu Yu rushed to the edge of the Sword Abyss, a large crowd had already gathered, most of them Sword Cultivators.

The light and shadow figures appearing near the Sword Abyss are remnants left by Sword Cultivators, with most of them being insights into the Sword Dao, naturally attracting other Sword Cultivators.

Most people stayed a kilometer from the edge of the Sword Abyss, from where they could clearly see the happenings at the edge. Getting too close would be too dangerous,

after all, what they were about to face was the legendary invincible Sword God's image in the Qi Cultivation realm.

"It's coming out, it's coming out!" someone shouted.

The crowd turned their gaze towards the Sword Abyss, and a figure gracefully emerged from it. The features of this image were remarkably clear, the patterns and embellishments on its clothing were vividly visible, as if a real person was appearing before them.

Each time the Sword God's image rose from the Sword Abyss, some speculated it might be because the Sword God once ventured deep into the abyss and found a fortuitous encounter, inheriting the legacy from the mighty figure who cleaved the abyss, thus becoming a Sword God of the era.

The exact reason is unknown, and no one dared to directly question the Sword God himself.

When the image of the Sword God appeared, it stood resolutely at the edge of the abyss without moving, merely staring into the distance, and the crowd, gathered in the distance, dared not approach.

"Is no one daring enough to step forward?" A black-clothed swordsman's figure appeared in front of everyone.

"Hei Yan, if you're in a hurry, you can go and challenge him yourself. Maybe you'll defeat the Sword God and earn the title of invincible in the Qi Cultivation realm," said another black-clothed swordsman.

Judging by their attire, the two seemed to belong to the same sect.

"They're from the Yama Sect. I've heard that the swordsman called Hei Yan has already killed more than ten people; he's a complete madman."

"The other member from the Yama Sect, called Hei Jue, isn't any better; he specifically targets Sword Cultivators and severs their sword-wielding arms, offending seven or eight Sword Dao sects already."

"Yama Sect really is insane, daring to oppose so many Sword Dao sects."

Hei Jue sneered and glanced at the person speaking, "Do you think you are worthy opponents for the Yama Sect?"

"You!" The Sword Cultivator who spoke up was held back by his fellow disciple, who consoled him, "Don't bother with a madman."

The Yama Sect is a sect from the South Jiang province, a region in the South where the Great Zhou Dynasty conquers its territory. Due to the customs of the South, residents of the South Jiang province appear more savage and ruthless.

Most inhabitants of the South Jiang province are original tribes that were subjugated to the Great Zhou, maintaining tribal structures after the territory was organized into the South Jiang province. They are somewhat more civilized than the uncivilized original tribes not yet subdued in the South.

As the largest sect in the South Jiang province, the Yama Sect faces the most cunning, ruthless, and savage of the original southern tribes daily. The atmosphere within the Yama Sect can be easily imagined.

The Yama Sect must be even more barbaric and ruthless to intimidate the mysterious and ferocious original tribes, establishing their foothold in the South Jiang province.

"Dao Teng from the Infinite Sword Sect is here." Hearing this, the crowd turned to look.

Dao Teng, tall and imposing, robed in a majestic white garment with golden edges, carrying the Dragon Roar Sword, appeared before them.

"I heard Dao Teng has slain a Martial Cultivator of the third level in the Qi Command realm; his strength is deemed the first in Qi Cultivation in the Infinite Sword Sect."

"The little child god Zhang Wuji from the Divine Path Sect is also here. The little child god once slew a Martial Cultivator of the second level in the Qi Command realm, and his strength is not to be underestimated."

"That's the Saintess candidate from the Holy Spring Sect, Ying Luoying, so beautiful!"

"Shh, lower your voice, don't mention 'candidate' in front of her. It's said the next generation Saintess of the Holy Spring Sect has already been chosen, and Ying Luoying currently hates being called a candidate."

"Ying Luoying isn't weak either; before reaching the ninth level in the Qi Cultivation realm, she slew a Martial Cultivator in the Qi Command realm. Could there be a disciple more formidable than her in the Holy Spring Sect?" someone asked incredulously.

"Look quickly, that's the Divine Weapon Pavilion's Dust-Free Sword!"

A Sword Cultivator in the attire of a Divine Weapon Pavilion disciple appeared before the crowd. His disciple's attire differed greatly from Lu Yu's; a four-clawed dragon spiraled around his waist, extending across his shoulder. The dragon's head was emblazoned on his chest, its tail emerged from his left sleeve, with a sword guard resembling a dragon's tail held in his left hand.

"The Dust-Free Sword, ranking third in the Qi Cultivation realm in the Divine Weapon Pavilion, is equal in strength with the top two, once slaying a demon equivalent to a Martial Cultivator of the Qi Command realm in a single strike. His strength is extraordinarily formidable."

"If he's so strong, why isn't he ranked first?" someone retorted.

"I already said his strength is equal to the top two."

"If they're all equally strong, can't the Dust-Free Sword rank ahead, with them following?" The person was insistent on digging into the topic.

"Hey! Why does your remark sound so annoying? Is it necessary to harp on a ranking endlessly?"

"If you don't care about the ranking, why mention the Dust-Free Sword ranks third?" the person retorted.

"Damn! You're just itching for a beating!" The one who'd been prodded by this persistent questioning couldn't resist drawing his sword and chasing after him to strike, and the figures of the two of them receded in the crowd's gaze.

Honestly, those nearby were on the verge of drawing their swords and cutting down the endlessly questioning person as well. Couldn't they just talk peacefully?

Besides Dao Teng from the Infinite Sword Sect, Zhang Wuji from the Divine Path Sect, Ying Luoying from the Holy Spring Sect, the Dust-Free Sword from the Divine Weapon Pavilion, and Hei Yan and Hei Jue from the Yama Sect, there were more than a dozen other powerhouses from various sects aspiring to challenge the Sword God's image.

The Sword God's renown was deeply ingrained in people's hearts; even geniuses from various sects who considered themselves invincible in the Qi Cultivation realm approached the challenge of the Sword God's image with extreme caution.

Although they were cautious, they still carried a sense of pride, coming with the belief that they could single-handedly challenge the Sword God's image. Without this confidence and pride, they wouldn't have come to challenge the Sword God's image and compete for the invincible title within the same realm.

"I'll go first!" Dao Teng drew his sword, the Dragon Roar Sword was unsheathed, its cold light dazzling, making people feel as if they saw a true dragon soaring to the heavens, with the resounding and vast sound of dragons roaring in their ears.

When one sword emerges, there are no other swords in the world. In everyone's eyes, there is only Dao Teng's sword.

Clang! A bolt of sword qi shot out, cutting off the offensive of the Dragon Roar Sword. Dao Teng twisted and shifted in mid-air, lightly tapping the ground with his toes as his figure retreated.

With one sword, victory or defeat is decided. Dao Teng felt he was no match for the Sword God's projection and withdrew.

The sword qi emitted from the Sword God's projection was not ordinary spiritual power turned into sword qi, but the true sword qi that could only be triggered by mastering swordsmanship to the highest level, easily cutting through gold and jade.

Even though Dao Teng felt he was no match and retreated, others were still full of confidence, attacking the Sword God's projection one after another, only to conclude they were no match and withdraw.

As for those unaware of their own strength and insisting on rushing forward, they had already been cut in half by the sword qi of the Sword God's projection, their corpses lying on the ground, reminding everyone of the strength of the Sword God's projection.

Seeing that single combat was hopeless, everyone exchanged glances and joined forces to attack the Sword God.

Rather than defeating the Sword God's projection alone with full effort and then having others pick up the leftovers, they preferred to cooperate wholeheartedly and defeat the Sword God together. As for how much insight into the Sword God's cultivation they could gain later, it depended on their own comprehension.

It certainly beats letting onlookers take advantage.

As for cleaning up the surrounding onlookers before dueling the Sword God, no one could do that alone.

Under their combined assault, the Sword God finally moved, changing moves.

This move enveloped the sky in sword light; in everyone's eyes, there was only the sword light of the Sword God. Even those watching from kilometers away had the illusion of being struck by a sword.

Lu Yu watched from afar as more than a dozen top talents besieged the Sword God, feeling like players assaulting a boss.

The strength of the Sword God's projection was beyond imagination, no one dared to intercept the sword qi he unleashed. Dao Teng, the Sword of Absolute Dust, and others had to attack with full force to break through the protective sword light around him and hurt the Sword God's projection.

Other people's attacks couldn't even break the defense; hitting the protective sword light might lead to being countered by it.

"Damn it, they're attacking over here, run!"

Several sword qis flew toward the crowd, who hurriedly scattered to dodge. The sword qi sliced through the hard ground, leaving shallow sword marks.

Seeing the sword qi cut open the hard ground, the crowd was astonished, even more afraid of being hit by it, constantly retreating as the battle gradually shifted in their direction.

The situation was not optimistic; the crowd had underestimated the strength of the Sword God's projection, and their retreat was causing the battle to shift.

"You really are weak!" Suddenly, a child's voice came, and everyone looked toward the direction of the sound. A copper chariot pulled by copper horses flew in the sky, with a small child in a luxurious robe and a golden crown standing in the carriage.

Seeing the chariot flying in the sky, the crowd was puzzled, someone curiously asked, "Why can he fly up there?"

"The copper chariot beneath his feet is a divine object ritualized by powerful beings, capable of ignoring the spiritual power suppression of the Warrior's Secret Realm."

The person speaking had a focused look and said seriously, "If I'm not mistaken, he should be of the royal bloodline of the Zhou Dynasty."

"Royal bloodline!" The crowd was shocked; royal bloodlines of the Zhou Dynasty rarely appear in the outside world, known only by those in the imperial city. The appearance of a royal blood member in the Warrior's Secret Realm surprised everyone.

"A chariot pulled by six golden dragons is the carriage of the Chu King's mansion, so the person on the chariot should be the youngest descendant of the Chu King—Chu Tiange!" Those familiar with imperial affairs deduced the child's identity.

"Even if he's the Chu King's descendant, what can an eleven or twelve-year-old child do in the Warrior's Secret Realm?"

The person who deduced Chu Tiange's identity glanced at him and reluctantly said, "Don't underestimate the royal bloodline. Even if Chu Tiange hasn't cultivated, his current strength may be several times stronger than yours."

The Sword of Absolute Dust, Dao Teng, Zhang Wuji, Ying Luoying, and others looked up at Chu Tiange upon hearing his words and quickly dodged as they saw him driving the copper chariot toward them.

"Are you the strongest disciples of all the major forces? The strength seems too weak!" Chu Tiange drove the chariot directly toward the Sword God's projection.

The Sword God's projection turned away from others, faced the copper chariot, and slashed out a sword with all his might. The sword light hit the copper chariot, exploding in seven-colored divine light.

The copper chariot was forced to stop, Chu Tiange leapt out of the chariot, punched toward the Sword God's projection, but due to his height, his punch could only hit the Sword God's waist, which seemed quite comical.

Yet, no one around the Sword God's projection laughed; the force contained in Chu Tiange's seemingly childish fist was intimidating, drawing away the surrounding air, compelling the Sword God's projection to give his all.

The sword of the Sword God struck Chu Tiange's fist, the unstoppable sword intent invaded Chu Tiange's body, but Chu Tiange's body erupted with dazzling divine light, obliterating the sword intent.

The collision between punch and sword sent shockwaves, astounding Dao Teng, Zhang Wuji, and others around.

They could sense that Chu Tiange hadn't cultivated any martial art, relying solely on his overwhelmingly strong physical body to confront the Sword God's projection.

The sword light capable of cutting through anything couldn't even break Chu Tiange's tender skin, and the unstoppable sword intent couldn't harm Chu Tiange. The aftermath of their clash shattered the ground.

One must know that even Martial Cultivators at the Qi Cultivation level might not leave a trace on the ground of the Warrior's Secret Realm with their full force.

"Is royal blood really that powerful?" Someone murmured blankly.

"Then what's the point of us cultivating?"

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