It had to be known that this was the human race's highest stage. There were Envoys, Half-Ancestors, and even the Twelve Elysium Sect Masters. Almost all of them were future Progenitors, and anyone who caught their eye would have a promising future.
This was the reason why so many people were participating in the Battle of Dao Disciples.
It was important to know one's own limits, and most people had never thought of becoming a Dao Disciple. They only wanted to display enough talent and strength to catch the attention of the powerhouses.
The first batch of people to rush towards the primogenitor statue was led by Ce Jiu. He immediately teleported to the statue's side faster than anyone else, which stunned many.
Aside from the geniuses of this era, there were also geniuses from the same era as Chu Yuan and the others who had awakened from the ice. Although there weren't many of them, there were still seven or eight of them. Many of them had not experienced the era of the Ten Arbiters, so they did not know much about the Ce family.
The moment he used the Secret Art of Strategy, he left everyone behind. Fortunately, it was a Secret Art of Strategy and not an offensive battle technique. Otherwise, his star energy would have been devoured, and he would not have been able to use it.
Ce Jiu looked at the primogenitor statue in front of him, and a fervent look flashed across his eyes. He reached out to hug it, but at some point, white fluff had appeared in front of him. It wasn't just around the statue, but also around the entire plaza.
There was a scream as someone's forehead was pierced by the fluff, and his body was torn to shreds.
Many people were stunned, and they looked at the fluff with fear in their eyes.
The fluff approached Ce Jiu, but he could clearly see that it wasn't fluff at all. Instead, it was a blade. It was an extremely small blade that had been assembled together to slash through the void. The sharp white qi had gathered together to form a terrifying attack, and it was not a soft fluff.
The fluff suddenly scattered and flew towards Ce Jiu.
Ce Jiu's figure retreated rapidly. There were almost no blind spots for him to escape from, so he had no choice but to take them head-on. However, Ce Jiu managed to evade them, which surprised Wei An. "I thought that this person would have to rely on a secret technique to escape, but he still has such a method. Not bad."
Nearby, Ink Hen quietly watched the group of people rush towards the primogenitor statue and watch the fluff scatter across the plaza. He was not anxious at all, as these people truly wanted to compete for the position of Dao Disciple, not fight like clowns. "Don't underestimate this era. There are still some geniuses born."
"Did you lose out?"
Wei An was surprised.
Henmo didn't speak. Step by step, he steadily walked towards the statue of the ancestor. The flying catkins couldn't hurt him at all as they were blocked by his invisible battle qi.
Wreckage flew all over the square, and miserable shrieks rang out continuously. In an instant, blood splattered all over the ground.
"That's the way it should be. The Sect above Heaven isn't built on scale, but on blood and iron. When humans were at their peak, they didn't rely on numbers to enslave other races, but on bloodshed and slaughter. Blood is the best material to build the Sect above Heaven. This era should see this clearly."
The unsettled flying catapults eliminated nearly half of the participants. The other half were either lucky enough to avoid the catapults or were able to survive. Avery half-knelt on the ground and eventually fell. He was eliminated. Facing the Above Heaven Era's geniuses, he, who was once ranked fourth in the Top 100 Rankings, was helpless.
Suddenly, a sharp Qi came from afar. Wei An turned her head and saw a white light. She saw the tip of the sword coming down. Her gaze turned cold. She waved her hand and the flying cotton blocked in front of her. The invisible sword cut through the flying cotton and finally disappeared in front of Wei An.
It wasn't that the sword was powerless, but rather that the star energy had been devoured. This era was different.
During the era of Astral Source Cultivation, although those below the Emissary level could continue to cultivate with star crystals, the power they could display was different from before.
This was the Fifth Sword of the Thirteen Swords, which allowed the user to become one with their sword and domain. It had come from Liu Shaoqiu.
Liu Shaoqiu was now an Enlighter, but unfortunately, he couldn't fully unleash the sword's power.
Wei An looked at Liu Shaoqiu. "You dare attack me?"
Liu Shaoqiu's gaze was calm as he raised his sword again and used the Eleventh Sword, Sourcesplitter. Originally, the sword's qi could pierce through the Astral Source Space, and it was one of the rare battle techniques that could touch the Astral Source Universe before reaching the Emissary level. Although the Astral Source Universe had been devoured, it was the astral source that had been devoured. The universe had only lost one type of power, which was returning to its original state.
This sword continued to pierce through the Astral Source Universe and slashed towards Wei An.
Wei An shook her head. "Too weak." She then flipped her left palm, and the flying catapults in the sky quickly condensed into countless blades that slashed towards Liu Shaoqiu.
There was a huge difference in their realms, and Wei An was a cultivator who had undergone two Origin Tribulations. Even a casual slash from her was not something that Liu Shaoqiu could withstand.
Liu Shaoqiu had only swung his sword because he had heard Wei An's words. In this era, no one was allowed to be looked down upon, even if it meant death.
The Eleventh Sword was broken, and the blade slashed towards Liu Shaoqiu. Liu Shaoqiu did not dodge, and his sword slashed downwards. The next moment, the blade slashed past his body, and blood splattered across the ground. His body was sent flying, and not a single piece of intact flesh could be seen.
At the same time, Lu Yin's sword slashed past as well. The Thirteenth Sword. Not bad, he had also grasped the Thirteenth Sword.
Wei An's expression froze, and she slowly lowered her head to look at her body. Unknowingly, blood flowed from the corner of her mouth. How was this possible?
There was no way to dodge this attack.
Not only Wei An, but Hen Mo and Lu Jiao from the Lu family also saw this scene, and they all looked at Liu Shaoqiu in shock. This person had actually injured Wei An?
There was clearly a huge gap between them.
They looked at Liu Shaoqiu, who was lying on the ground, and no one dared to look down on him anymore. To be able to injure Wei An with such a huge gap between them showed that Liu Shaoqiu was definitely a genius.
Wei An wiped her mouth and looked at Liu Shaoqiu with respect. "You're not bad, but it's a pity that the gap between us is too great. I'll remember you." She then turned to walk towards the Primogenitor's statue. Suddenly, another sword slashed out. It was the same Fifth Sword, and it was exactly the same as the one that Liu Shaoqiu had used against Wei An.
However, this attack made Wei An cautious. For the first time, she took out her blade and slashed horizontally, breaking the Fifth Sword. She then looked into the distance and saw a bespectacled woman with long black hair and a white sword in her hand. It was Liu Tianmu.
Liu Tianmu did not say anything, and she simply raised her hand and unleashed the Eleventh Sword, Sourcesplit. It was exactly the same as the one that Liu Shaoqiu had used, but this attack made Wei An wary. In reality, there was still a huge gap between him and Liu Tianmu. Liu Tianmu was still an Enlighter, and even after twenty years, her generation had been stuck at the Enlighter realm because the Astral Source Universe had been devoured, unable to break through.
Even so, she was much better than Liu Shaoqiu, and the gap between her and Wei An was not as exaggerated.
The Thirteen Swords was an incomparably terrifying sword technique, and when Liu Tianmu used it, it was even more exaggerated than Liu Shaoqiu's. Even Wei An had to take it seriously, as there were many outstanding people in this era.
Ce Jiu was forced back by the flying catkins, and the second person to approach the statue was Ku Lei. Similarly, he did not manage to touch the statue before he was blocked off by a youth from the Above Heaven Sect. Just a thin screen of light allowed Ku Lei to get close to the statue.
"Your era doesn't understand.
You don't have the qualifications to touch it, "the youth said arrogantly. Just as he finished speaking, golden meteors crashed down from above. Hui Santong had made his move." Although I don't like Ku Lei, I'm even more annoyed by you. So what if we want to touch the statue? "
"You overestimate yourselves." The youth raised his finger, and countless white screens of light slashed down at the golden meteors.
The golden meteors crashed down one after another, and the white screens of light slashed out. A magnificent confrontation took place in the plaza, and shockwaves swept out in all directions.
Just as the youth had said, they walked forward unhurriedly, approaching the statue step by step. At the same time, they did not allow anyone from this era to touch the statue.
They had never treated anyone from this era as an opponent, and they only saw the geniuses of the same era as them.
This included Lu Lai and Lu Jiao, who similarly looked down on the cultivators of this era.
The geniuses from the Above Heaven Sect had reached a tacit agreement that no one from this era was allowed to touch the statue.
Chu Yuan watched the battle in the plaza and smiled indifferently. No matter how much they fought, only a few people had the qualifications to compete at the final step. Wei An, Hen Mo, and the others were not qualified, let alone the people of this era.
Skygem stood in place without moving, occasionally glancing in the direction of the Lu Tianmen. Was Lu Yin really dead?
It was a pity that he had not been defeated in a direct confrontation.
In a corner of the plaza, Xu San was not advancing, and he was actually retreating. This is too scary. I don't know why Master sent me here.
Even the Ten Arbiters had been suppressed, so there was no need to mention him. This was too scary, and it was better to stay until the end. Ku Wei and the others were too sneaky, and none of them participated. If they had known that this was a group of monsters, they would not have dared to fight.
Nong Zaitian had the same thoughts as Xu San, as he did not want to compete for the position of Dao disciple. What did that have to do with him?
However, the ancestor had forced him to come here, saying that Nong Zaitian was just lucky. Nong Zaitian rolled his eyes when he thought about it. No matter how lucky he was, how could he become a battle force user?
Didn't he see that the guy who had shone so brightly in the ten-person battle had been instantly killed?
In the distance, Dai Ao lay on the ground and raised his head with great difficulty. In front of him, Hen Mo walked over step by step. "Anyone who betrays the Three Ultimates Sky Gate deserves to die. I tried my best to join Team Yi, but you chose to betray us despite being so close. Since that's the case, you can die." Hen Mo walked right in front of Dai Ao and raised his foot, intending to use the most humiliating method to kill Dai Ao.
Dai Ao clenched his fists and wanted to stand up, but the difference between them was too great. He believed that he was very talented in battle force cultivation, but the battle for the position of Dao disciple was not just about battle force. Xia Linyue had been severely injured by him, and if not for the fact that his strength had been limited and that he could only use battle force, Dai Ao would not even have been able to get close to Xia Linyue.
This was the difference between them. Dai Ao had participated in the battle for the position of Dao disciple because he had not seen the difference between them clearly.
Within the Lu Tianmen Gate, Wang Wen frowned as he watched this scene unfold. He had tried to persuade Dai Ao not to participate in the battle for the position of Dao disciple, but he had been rejected.
Hen Mo stomped down, and suddenly, the white spear stabbed out from the side, heading straight for his head.
Hen Mo frowned and had no choice but to withdraw his foot. He turned around and dodged, then raised his hand to grab the spear. "Not bad."
Ling Gong gripped the spear tightly and imprinted his battle force onto it. He shook the spear in an attempt to pull it back, but the spear did not move at all.
"You want to compete with me in battle force?"
Hen Mo was cold as he released his formless battle force, which burned the void and formed a Warring States Period that suppressed Ling Gong so much that he wanted to vomit blood.
She had not expected this young man to have reached the Warring States Period.