"You'll send me back?" Qin Shi was startled, revealing a puzzled expression.
Wan Yue nodded with a smile. With a wave of her hand, an extremely shocking scene appeared, causing Qin Shi to open his mouth wide in shock.
Following Wan Yue's jade-like hand, a fluorescent light rose from the empty stone plaza. The fluorescent light fused into the endless river of stars, causing the sky to turn into a resplendent river of stars. Countless stars twinkled like smiling eyes, forming a whirlpool.
Staring at the vortex that had finally formed, Qin Shi could feel an extremely strong spatial energy from it, as if it could pierce through space and time.
"This, this is a wormhole?" Qin Shi's mouth was wide open in shock.
Wan Yue nodded.
After receiving confirmation, Qin Shi was even more shocked. One had to know that spatial impulses, especially wormholes like this that connected two regions, required an extremely large amount of spiritual energy to create. That kind of spiritual energy was so large that even Wan Yue, who was at the World Realm, could not casually use it.
Don't forget, during the Talisman Demon Competition, the wormhole that connected the Sword Sect to the Chaotic Realm was created by Fang Qing and countless elders at the Perfection Realm. Even so, it took them half a month. How could Wan Yue casually create such a wormhole?
"Brat, don't be surprised. Perhaps if you want to go to other regions, I can't do anything about it. However, if it's the Sword Sect, it won't be difficult. This wormhole was created a thousand years ago when Fang Qing and I were angry. At that time, we wanted to attack the Sword Sect, but after the two regions reconciled, we didn't use it.
"Eh?
Attack the Sword Sect? "Qin Shi smacked his tongue. There was actually such a grudge between the Refinement Realm and the Sword Sect a thousand years ago?
"Alright, stop daydreaming. If you don't hurry up, even if it's a wormhole, I'm afraid you won't be able to make it in time." Wan Yue smiled.
Qin Shi was stunned for a moment before he became anxious. Indeed, there were only a few hours left before the start of the competition. If this continued, it would be too late.
"Thank you, senior."
"If you want to thank someone, thank yourself. If anything had happened to Lingsha, I wouldn't have let you go. You fought for it yourself."
Wan Yue was very direct. She paused for a moment and said, "This wormhole hasn't been activated for a thousand years. There are many damaged places along the way. I'll send you back. If you go by yourself, something will probably happen."
Qin Shi thought about it and did not insist. After all, if there was a problem with the wormhole, he would really lose his life. He could not risk his life.
Wan Yue nodded in satisfaction. Soon after, she waved her jade-like hand and a ray of light wrapped around the two of them. With a whoosh, it turned into a beam of light and charged into the galaxy.
…
In the distant Sword Sect.
The Sword Sect's annual disciple competition was about to begin, and a dense mass of nearly a million disciples had gathered at the Sword Sect's central plaza.
To the Sword Sect, the annual disciple competition was even more important than the Sacrifice of the God Domain and the Talisman Demon Competition. After all, it was related to the quota to enter the Sword Tomb's Sacred Spirit Hall, as well as the Sword Sect's highest glory.
Many disciples rubbed their palms together.
Half a month ago, for the sake of the annual disciple competition, the elders of the various halls of the Sword Sect had made preparations. Above the central plaza, they used spiritual energy to create a floating platform. On the platform, there was an extremely sacred sword that crisscrossed with each other.
The shape of the sword was the Sword Sect's spirit, and also the Sword Sect's highest glory.
In the four circles of the floating platform, there were a few seats that rose into the sky. In the middle of the seats, there was a high platform, and on the high platform, there were two dragon chairs.
From afar, it was easy for people to see that these two dragon chairs would be the seat of the Sword Sect's highest enforcer, Fang Qing.
But what people could not understand was the other one.
"What, what's going on?"
"That's right, why are there two dragon chairs?
Isn't there only one every year? "Seeing the two dragon chairs, countless disciples and elders expressed their confusion.
In the group of elders, Jian Qing frowned slightly. Soon after, he shouted angrily, "Zhao Yu, give me an explanation. What do these two dragon chairs mean?"
Zhao Yu was the elder in charge of the viewing platform. Naturally, these two dragon chairs were made by him.
When he heard that, he moved closer to Jian Qing and smiled. "Elder Jian Qing, why are you so angry?"
"Why are you so angry?"
Jian Qing snorted coldly and said angrily, "Then tell me, why are there two dragon chairs on equal footing this year?
Do you think that in our sect, besides Sect Leader Fang Qing, there's someone else who's qualified to hold that position? "
"Oh, that's the matter."
Zhao Yu had already expected this. He smiled and said, "Haha, that Dragon Throne is, of course, prepared for Elder Zhang Hun. Indeed, in our sect, Sect Leader Fang Qing is the highest law-enforcement officer. However, Elder Zhang Hun is also the head of the Grand Elders. He watched Sect Leader Fang Qing grow up. After thinking about it, I feel that it is not inappropriate for him to be in this position."
"You …!" Jian Qing's eyes were burning with anger.
"Jian Qing, there's no need to be angry." Suddenly, an extremely dignified voice rang out. Fang Qing had already appeared on the high platform.
She was still wearing that light and plain dress, looking very dignified.
"Sect Leader, but this …!"
Seeing Fang Qing, Jian Qing clearly calmed down. He thought that if Fang Qing hadn't appeared in time, he would have torn Zhao Yu into pieces.
Without giving Jian Qing a chance to speak, Fang Qing interrupted him. "Jian Qing, that's enough. Elder Zhao Yu is right. In terms of seniority, Elder Zhang Hun is above me. If he doesn't hold that position, I'm even less qualified."
"But Territorial Lord … the rules!" Jian Qing shouted in a low voice.
But suddenly, Feng Sha appeared and stopped him.
"Senior Feng Sha!" Jian Qing looked as if he had seen his savior.
However, Feng Sha shook his head at him, indicating that he shouldn't argue any further.
At this moment, a withered figure descended from the sky. His appearance was very dazzling, even more so than Fang Qing. Accompanying this figure's appearance was an extremely arrogant laughter. "Haha, the annual disciple competition is finally about to begin."
"Zhang Hun!" Jian Qing gritted his teeth.
"Elder Zhang Hun." Zhang Hun landed on the platform equal to Fang Qing. Fang Qing smiled faintly.
Zhang Hun stroked his beard and smiled. "Haha, Qing 'er, I haven't seen you for half a year. Your cultivation has improved again."
"Haha, isn't Uncle Hun the same?" Fang Qing sneered. Her jade-like eyes stared at Zhang Hun with some surprise and fear.
Feng Sha was also startled. His old eyes turned cold. "This old guy's cultivation has improved so much in the past half a year?
From the looks of it, it won't be long before he enters the World Realm. "
"What?"
Jian Qing was surprised. "Elder Feng Sha, you said that Zhang Hun is going to enter the Realm?"
Zhang Hun entering the Realm should be a joyous occasion for the Sword Sect. After all, in the past ten thousand years, none of the eight regions had two Realm experts at the same time. This could very well break the balance of the eight regions and make the Sword Sect stand out.
However, when they heard this news, the faction elders who had followed Fang Qing in the past could not help but show some worry.
Feng Sha sighed. "Yes, it should be soon."
Jian Qing heard this and clenched his fists tightly. "Is it going to happen in the end?"
All of them were able to imagine the sort of chaos that would occur in the Sword Sect once Zhang Hun attained the World Realm.
The two factions would be in chaos.
Fang Qing also frowned. She felt inexplicably uneasy.
However, seeing the fear in Fang Qing and the elders' eyes, Zhang Hun seemed to be enjoying it. He laughed loudly. "Indeed, my luck has been good this half a year. I was lucky enough to touch the shackles of that level."
"Then I really have to congratulate you." Fang Qing's jade-like eyes were cold.
Zhang Hun could naturally feel the coldness, but he smiled indifferently. "Haha, compared to you, I am still far behind. Qi Qing has passed on all her experience to you. Don't bring shame to her name. You must 'correctly' lead the Sword Sect."
Fang Qing nodded with a sneer. "Uncle Hun, you don't have to worry about this."
Zhang Hun didn't continue the conversation, and he paused for a moment before he said, "Alas, say, these juniors are really too much. I intentionally told them that they didn't need to make these things for me, and that I could just sit in the same row as them. In the end, they insisted on making a chair for me. Qing 'er, what do you think about this …?"
"Haha, Uncle Zhang Hun must be joking. With your qualifications in the Sword Sect, you should indeed sit here." Fang Qing interrupted Zhang Hun.
Zhang Hun smiled with satisfaction. "Then I will be arrogant for once."
Fang Qing ignored him and turned to look at the floating arena in the center.
On the arena, there was an hourglass hanging upside down like a waterfall. The hourglass was in the shape of a sword. At the top, there was a golden dragon.
The hourglass was about to end. When it did, it would be the auspicious day of the annual disciple competition. The atmosphere gradually became tense, condensed, and boiling.
The hearts of millions of disciples flowed along with the hourglass.
Ding!
The last grain of sand finally fell at this moment. In an instant, that grain of sand seemed to have a demonic nature. It instantly turned into a crazy wave and spread across the Sword Sect's square.
Everyone held their breath.
At this moment, Fang Qing finally stood up. She stood aloof from the world and softly chanted in a voice loud enough for everyone present to hear, "The auspicious time has come. Disciples, I hereby officially announce that the annual disciple competition of our sect has now officially begun!"
"Ao ao ao!!!"
At that moment, the entire place was in an uproar.
When Fang Qing announced the start of the competition, the elder in charge of law enforcement stood up and announced, "The competition has begun. This year's competition is divided into three stages. The first stage is the elimination of millions of disciples. I will divide the million disciples into 15 battlefields and carry out the elimination. In each elimination, 50 winners will have the opportunity to enter the second stage. Now, I will begin to allocate the teams!"