"It's begun!"

"The qualifying trials have finally started!"

"I wonder who among these seventy-two people will eventually obtain the token to participate in the Qingzhou Sword Fighting Conference!"

At this moment.

All the people in the training field focused intensely on the seventy-two figures within the light screen.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Amidst the crowd's attention.

One figure was already the first to step into a desert region. In this desert area, yellow sand filled the sky, and the violent winds raged. With the sandstorm together, it almost covered the sky and sun.

If an ordinary person were in such a region, it would be nearly impossible to take a step.

However.

That figure was like a sharp sword, tearing through the raging sand.

Regardless of the vast hurricane, it couldn't affect him in the slightest.

"That's Wang Luo of the Shifang Sword Sect, ranked eleventh on the Bronze List!"

When the crowd recognized the figure, they couldn't help but exclaim in surprise.

"Could it be?"

"Will the first Sword Fighting Token fall into the hands of the Shifang Sword Sect?"

For a moment.

The thought couldn't help but arise in everyone's minds.

Boom!

Just as this thought began to emerge.

They saw that beneath Wang Luo's feet, the once calm sea of sand suddenly burst open.

Mighty pillars of sand shot into the sky, and amidst the sand's shimmer, enormous poisonous scorpions clad in black armor appeared! They surrounded Wang Luo at once!

These scorpions were a full ten feet high, massive in size, with scorpion tails hanging over them that glistened with a ghostly blue light—these were venomous stingers, lethal upon contact!

"Whoosh!" "Whoosh!" "Whoosh!"

Amidst the crowd's cries of surprise.

These scorpions, like a pack of wolves, engulfed Wang Luo directly!

However.

At the very moment Wang Luo was about to be torn apart by the scorpions, a flash of light enveloped him, and he vanished from the scene. When he reappeared, he was already outside the secret realm.

"Am I eliminated?"

Wang Luo's face turned ashen, like a mourner.

"I told you long ago, the secret realm is fraught with dangers, how could you rush in so recklessly!"

The Sect Leader of the Shifang Sword Sect was full of disappointment.

At this moment.

Another shout of surprise arose.

Only to see another disciple in peril.

It was a disciple of the Supreme Sect, and he chose the forest region.

However.

As he stepped into the forest, the countless ancient trees standing by the road suddenly came to life at this moment.

"Tree demons!"

"These are tree demons!"

Seeing the ancient trees' motion.

The Supreme Sect disciple's face changed drastically, and without a moment's hesitation, he turned into a beam of light, attempting to escape the forest.

However, it was too late!

In the eyes of countless people, thick and entwined roots emerged from the soil like giant pythons, carrying terrible wind sounds. In an instant, they hung the Supreme Sect disciple upside down.

"Ah!"

A scream of horror sounded.

Similar to Wang Luo earlier.

Just as he was about to be torn apart by the tree demon.

A flash of light directly transported him to the training field.

The Supreme Sect disciple, with a pale face, clearly had not recovered from the previous terror.

"These qualifying trials are exceptionally difficult, aren't they?"

"Can anyone actually make it through these regions and obtain the final Sword Fighting Token?"

The qualifying trials had just begun, not even the time it takes an incense stick to burn.

Two strong contenders from the Bronze List were already eliminated without any resistance, creating a situation that had everyone worriedly looking at the remaining figures on the light screen.

As the crowd's gaze fell upon them.

The contenders from the Bronze List who stepped into various regions, almost all faced ambushes.

In the sea, Gu Shentong was immediately surrounded by countless flood dragons.

On the grassland where Lu Changsheng entered, a pack of wolves appeared right before him.

In the swamp, countless poisonous insects swarmed out from the vast mire.

On the hills…

Among the mountains and rivers…

Almost every Bronze Ranking disciple encountered attacks from endless fierce beasts.

Each of these fierce beasts possessed the strength of the Spiritual Sea Ninth Heaven.

Many Bronze Ranking disciples were overwhelmed by the beasts before they could even react and were eliminated on the spot.

However.

There were also some who, by sheer strength, violently carved a bloody path through.

Among them.

Gu Shentong was the fastest.

With a wave of his hand,

the water surface exploded, and countless water columns shot into the sky, forming a white ribbon in mid-air, slicing through hundreds of meters of space, directly targeting the Flood Dragon.

To outsiders,

Gu Shentong seemed to be stepping on a White Dragon, flying over the waves, leaving a white water trail hundreds of meters long on the sea surface, like a mad dragon riding the wind and breaking through the waves!

Meanwhile, Lu Changsheng was not willing to fall behind.

Facing a pack of wolves, he suddenly took a fierce step forward, his whole body sweeping forward with Vast Sword Qi.

This Sword Qi swept through the void, raising a white wave, seemingly slicing open the vast grassland, extending all the way to the pack of wolves!

However.

More people were caught in a fierce battle.

The number of these fierce beasts was simply too overwhelming, like a tide, sweeping over everything.

With flashes of light,

more and more people were directly eliminated from the secret realm.

With each disciple eliminated, their light simultaneously dimmed. Then those people turned their gazes to the remaining light screens!

"Where is Ye Qingchen?"

On the training ground,

many remembered this existence and suddenly looked at the topmost light screen, seeking Ye Qingchen's figure.

At this moment.

Ye Qingchen was ascending within the mountains, unhurriedly.

These mountain peaks floated in mid-air, each higher than the last.

It appeared incredibly mysterious.

Among the seventy-two Bronze Ranking experts participating in the preliminary competition, only Ye Qingchen had not yet encountered a beast attack.

"This kid has such good luck, he hasn't encountered a beast yet!"

"Hmph, even if he's lucky, what of it? There may not be a Sword Fighting Token among these floating peaks! He might make the journey for nothing!"

Watching the light screen.

Many disciples who were eliminated felt indignant.

If Ye Qingchen truly reached the peak like this and obtained the Sword Fighting Token, it would be truly galling!

"Not good!"

At this moment.

Qin Wentian, who had been watching the light screen in silence, suddenly seemed to realize something and reacted.

"What's wrong, Old Man Qin?" Kong Shun quickly asked.

Qin Wentian's face was ashen, keeping silent, intently staring at the light screen.

"What's going on?"

"Why is the light screen shaking?"

Meanwhile.

Jiang Churan and Hong Man, who were also watching Ye Qingchen's light screen, couldn't help but exclaim.

This cry made everyone on the training ground look forward, focusing on Ye Qingchen's light screen.

They saw that the light screen, which had been stable, started shaking as if heaven and earth were about to be overturned!

"No, it's not the light screen shaking, it's the floating peak shaking!"

Amidst another cry,

everyone realized it wasn't the light screen shaking but the floating peaks beneath Ye Qingchen's feet.

The entire floating peak seemed to be pushed by a terrifying force.

"What's happening?"

Even those outside the training ground noticed something was off, so how could Ye Qingchen, standing on the floating peak, not feel it?

"It's demonic energy moving the floating peak!"

"This demonic energy is..."

Ye Qingchen, shocked, looked at the earth-shaking floating peaks and suddenly seemed to discover something. He quickly looked overhead, at those floating peaks above his head.

Almost as his gaze rose,

screech!

A crisp cry rang out at that moment.

In an instant, a massive figure swiftly dashed out from the floating peaks. It was an incredibly mystical giant bird, entirely black as ink, without a hint of reflection, its outstretched wings reaching a length of seventeen or eighteen zhang.

As the cry resounded,

the numerous floating peaks above Ye Qingchen seemed to be roused, like countless giant birds, rising mightily as if a command to thousands of soldiers and horses had been issued, like a long-accumulated flood breaking the dam, instantly charging towards Ye Qingchen's position.

This terrifying charge seemed to engulf everything, covering the sky and blocking out the sun!

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