Not having any rules was more terrifying than having rules. Senior Sikong's insight could be said to have hit the nail on the head and was very accurate.
Wuque walked towards the Western Sword Field. He was alone, yet he was contending with tens of thousands of Nirvana Sword Emperors. He had the spirit of a lone hero.
The disciples of the Eastern Immortal Sky, Northern Dipper Mountain, Southern Academy, as well as the Nirvana Sword Emperors from the various continents all rushed towards the Western Sword Field. Their figures disappeared into the light barrier one after another.
The light barrier was reinforced by a powerful sword formation and was very stable. The battle inside wouldn't spread out.
Also, the light barrier was very transparent from the outside. One could directly see the battle inside. It was extremely good to watch.
It was the same for the Eastern Sword Field. Numerous Sword Gods who had stepped into the Divine Dao and forged their heavenly wheels all rushed in. Although the number of people wasn't as many as Nirvana Realm experts, the scale wasn't small either. There were close to ten thousand people, including those who had newly forged their heavenly wheels at the ninth level of the Seamless Divine Realm. Their cultivation was below ten thousand years. This batch of people was the future of the Seamless Divine Realm.
The two sword fields didn't seem big, but countless sword cultivators were swallowed inside. It was like a bottomless pit. Qin Hao guessed that there must be something special about the sword formations. Maybe there was a space inside, but as for what it felt like, only those who entered would know.
"Little brother, are you really not coming with us? I can take care of you."
Li Guangsheng spoke to Qin Hao. This was a rare opportunity. Even if he didn't enter the academy, it wasn't bad to experience the chaotic battle with tens of thousands of Sword Gods. He believed that he still had the ability to help Qin Hao block some attacks.
"No thanks, old brother. I wish you success in the sword sparring session." Qin Hao replied.
Li Guangsheng nodded. It seemed like Qin Hao really didn't have the heart for the sword sparring session. After that, he carried his horsetail whisk and carried his sword on his back and joined the crowd, stepping into the sword formation. He was also alone.
Loy glanced at Qin Hao. This guy really didn't participate. It was a pity. She wanted to fight with him again. Next, Loy also entered the Eastern Sword Field. There were also a few disciples of the Eastern Immortal Sky who had forged their heavenly wheels. The greater the power, the more talents there were. It was naturally more advantageous to face such a situation.
The Northern Dipper Mountain also sent a few Heavenly Wheel Sword Gods to accompany Big Dipper Yi.. Before Nangong Miao left, he said something to the disciples of the Southern Academy who entered the Western Sword Field...........................
"How about Kuangtang and I participate as well?"
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"Just now, the senior from the academy said it very clearly. Only those above the sixth stage of the Nirvana Realm can enter the Western Sword Field. With your and Tang's cultivation, even if you go, you won't be of much help. Let's just watch here quietly."
We just watch from the sidelines, "Qin Hao said. This was the only rule of the sword sparring session. It wasn't that those below the sixth level of Nirvana couldn't enter. However, if the difference in cultivation was too great, the result could be imagined.
The academy must have set this rule in consideration of the safety of sword cultivators.
Xiao Han didn't say anything and silently lowered her head. She was indeed too weak. Currently, she couldn't help at all. She didn't even have the qualifications to enter the Nirvana Sword Sparring Field, so how could she help Qin Hao in the future?
"I want to go and experience it." The Illusion Elder stared at the Eastern Sword Field, his eyes flashing with battle intent.
"Go." Daisukong agreed.
"Okay."
The Illusion Elder stepped forward and joined the Heavenly Wheel team. His cultivation had just reached ten thousand years. Soon, two more divine marks would be born. He didn't want to miss such a scene.
Moreover, the environment of the Seamless Realm was very suitable for him to display his spatial divine energy. Even if he didn't have the intention to enter the academy, he still wanted to see how far he could go.
"Next is the main event. You guys wait here first, I'll go over."
Daisukong preached to everyone. Wearing a pure white divine robe, he stepped through the air and directly landed beside the academy elder in front of the shrine.
Not only Daisukong, but also the Northern Dipper Skylord, Headmaster Nan, Fairy Qing Rong, and a few other powerful figures were there as well. It was unknown what they were talking about with the academy elder, but the group of people were talking and laughing.
"Alright, the academy's sword sparring session has officially begun. The Eastern and Western Sword Fields will be held at the same time. If sword cultivators below the sixth level of Nirvana don't know what's good for them and sneak into the Western Sword Field, you will have to bear the consequences."
The academy wouldn't forcefully interfere with the two great sword fields. Everything was up to the people inside.
"It's starting," Si Huan had an excited expression as he stared at the Western Sword Field. Very soon, he found Wuque's figure.
Qin Hao, Ziyin, and the others were also paying attention. Today was Wuque's baptism. They wanted to see if he could trample on the sword cultivators of a major world and break through this turbulent flood.
Boom!
As soon as the academy elder's voice fell, an incomparably terrifying sword aura instantly exploded within the two light barriers in front of them. Streaks of sword aura flew and collided with each other. Countless figures flew and moved. The scene was extremely intense in an instant.
At this moment, in the Western Sword Field, Wuque stood at a position. The instant the battle erupted, he immediately avoided the central area where the sword aura was the densest. He chose to stand at a corner. Even so, there were still many sword cultivators around him.
At this moment, a seventh level Nirvana Sword Monarch attacked Wuque. This seventh level Nirvana Sword Monarch summoned his sword soul. A sharp light pierced through the void, drawing out a gorgeous radiance of the laws.
Seeing this scene, the sword cultivators who stayed in the Sword Inquiry Pagoda were all astonished. Of all people, why did he choose to die?
Wuque glanced at his opponent. His eyes seemed to have turned into sword radiance. A golden light followed his gaze and pierced through the air, clashing with the seventh level Nirvana Sword Monarch.
Crash!
Amidst the cruel shattering sound, the sword soul that carried the particles of the laws was shattered into nothingness by the golden sword light. The seventh level Nirvana Sword Monarch's throat heated up as blood spurted out from his mouth. His face was extremely pale, as though his spirit had suffered a terrifying injury. When he looked at Wuque, his eyes were filled with astonishment.
Wuque's sword didn't disappear. It still flew towards his opponent. Just as it was about to stab his opponent, the seventh level Nirvana Sword Monarch's figure became illusory. He turned into foam and disappeared from the Western Sword Field.
In the next instant, his opponent appeared outside the field and fell on his butt on the training ground.
Eliminated!
The sword formation that maintained the Sword Field had the ability to sense danger. Once it sensed that someone couldn't withstand it, it would teleport that person out. It would also announce that the person had failed in the sword meet.
"As expected."
The sword cultivators outside who had witnessed the situation in the Sword Ask Pagoda let out a long sigh. The sword intent of the Cold Face Sword Monarch was terrifyingly strong. Without using his sword soul, he condensed his intent into a sword and eliminated his opponent. The seventh level Nirvana Sword Monarch probably wasn't even in the Sword Ask Pagoda. Or perhaps, he was in other places in the academy and didn't know how powerful the sword cultivators in the West Capital were.
"Expert."
In the Western Sword Field, a powerful sword cultivator noticed Wuque. He pointed his sword finger and a violent sword qi burst out. Many Nirvana Sword Monarchs were thrown off their feet by the wind. He overbearingly walked through the crowd and no one could stop him. He directly arrived in front of Wuque.
This powerful sword cultivator pressed his finger towards Wuque. A violent storm was born under his finger. Thousands of sword lights flickered crazily and all of them landed on Wuque's head.
"You're not good enough."
Wuque sensed his opponent's aura. He was an eighth level Nirvana Sword Monarch and was very close to the Divine Dao Door. His cultivation was on par with him.
However, this person's sword intent wasn't strong enough. It was much weaker than Mu Zhan.
Wuque similarly pointed his finger in the air. The Myriad Sword Intent snaked around his arm. A glaring golden light whizzed out and formed a giant sword. Although it was condensed from sword intent, it was as real as the sword of a Great Emperor. It slashed in the air and slashed on his opponent's body.
This eighth level Sword Monarch separated his palms. A violent storm of Great Dao burst out from his body. The dense sword shadows crisscrossed and blasted on the giant sword light. However, they were unable to shake it. His sword qi was completely shattered by Wuque's sword light.
Boom!
After a loud sound, the figure of this eighth level Nirvana Sword Monarch disappeared from the Western Sword Field. When he reappeared, he was already at the training ground outside the field. His entire body was drenched in sweat.
Bang!
In the Sword Field, that Thousand Sword Storm engulfed Wuque and completely drowned him. The nearby sword cultivators hurriedly dodged as they were afraid of being engulfed.
But soon, as a wisp of golden sword shadow appeared in the storm, the radiance became more and more dazzling. A majestic Emperor's Aura radiated from the inside. The Thousand Sword Storm collapsed.
Wuque's long hair fluttered. There wasn't a single mark on his clothes.
"So strong?"
This scene made many sword cultivators who wanted to attack change their expressions. They stopped in front of Wuque in time. Originally, they thought that although this person had defeated his opponent, he should be exhausted. They wanted to take the opportunity to eliminate him. In the end, they realized that this person didn't seem to have used much strength.
An eighth level Nirvana Realm expert who was close to a god couldn't affect this person in the slightest.
"Everyone, please find someone else to spar with. My sword is not to be trifled with."
Wuque shouted at the surrounding people. These people couldn't threaten him, and he didn't want to waste his strength on people who weren't a threat.
As one of the pillars of the Great Dao Sword Realm, there must be monsters like Mu Zhan in the Seamless Realm. Although he didn't encounter one now, it didn't mean that he wouldn't encounter one later.
As soon as he finished speaking, the area where Wuque was instantly emptied. Many sword cultivators left, making Wuque's area seem very special.
"This kid, I like him."
Zhang San laughed as he watched from the outside. He didn't expect that Ziyin's Kunlun Sea would have such a monstrous sword talent. In the entire Three Great Sword Realms, there were very few people who could stand shoulder to shoulder with Wuque. If there were no accidents, he should be one of the last people standing in the Western Sword Field.
Ziyin smiled. Wuque's sword was indeed strong. It was rare in the world. With such a companion by Qin Hao's side, the future would definitely be very exciting.
Qin Xiaohe smiled and nodded. She also had high hopes for Wuque. However, when she heard Zhang San's words, her beautiful eyes flashed as she stared at Zhang San. Did the Grand Governor of the Western Capital have some sort of strange fetish?
At this moment, the Western Sword Field was in full swing. It was getting more and more intense. People were constantly sent out after being defeated. At the same time, many outstanding sword cultivators gradually appeared. Just like Wuque's situation, he stood alone. A large space appeared around him. There was no one else.
"Senior." A disciple of the South Campus gave a look to the middle-aged man in yellow robes.
The middle-aged man glanced at the situation in the Western Sword Field. At the beginning, it was very complicated. The attacks were intertwined, and it was a mess. They had no choice but to fight to protect themselves.
However, as time passed, the situation gradually changed. It was faintly divided into a few large areas. In each area, a peerless sword cultivator appeared, suppressing the heaven and earth.
Wuque, who came from the Western Capital, was one of them.
"Let's go." The middle-aged man in yellow robes said coldly. He rushed towards Wuque as if he was flying.
Beside him, many disciples of the South Campus followed. There were no less than a hundred of them. These people were all at the sixth level of Nirvana Realm and above. The middle-aged man in yellow robes was the strongest. His talent was not much weaker than Seven Wings.
Of course, he wasn't confident enough to fight Wuque alone, because even Seven Wings wasn't his opponent. However, no matter how strong Wuque was, there was still a limit. They had more than a hundred Nirvana Sword Emperors here. How could they be afraid that they couldn't suppress one person?
The South Campus wanted to eliminate Wuque.
In front of the shrine, many Sword Gods of the older generation of the Seamless World were chatting and laughing. They seemed to have noticed the strange movements of the South Campus in the Western Sword Field. Daisukong's expression sank. He asked Dean Nan, "What is the meaning of this?"
A Nirvana Realm of the South Campus ganged up on Wuque alone?