After the Academy Sword Conference ended, the Ancient Void Mirage opened to the entire Divine Plane. All the swordsmen from different continents who came for the Sword Conference all flocked into the Ancient Void Mirage.
Now, the West Capital was bustling with activity.
The Ancient Void Mirage was an ancient mirage created by the Sword God King's will. It was vast and had its own universe. It hid many ancient treasures and relics of swordsmanship.
Naturally, some places were dangerous. Divine Master Wu Jian left sword wills to warn the more dangerous places. Unless the swordsmen who entered the Ancient Void Mirage were stupid enough to force their way in, their lives would not be in danger.
However, this had nothing to do with Qin Hao and the rest. Now, Wuque and the other three were staying in the Academy to cultivate.
Ancestor Wu Jun left the Divine Wilderness and wandered the worlds. He settled down in the Great Path Sword Realm under the name of Martial God. His whereabouts were unpredictable. Unless he showed himself, the three Divine Masters would not be able to find him.
Qin Hao did not insist. Since he had come to the Great Path Sword Realm with Wuque, he would meet the Ancestor sooner or later.
Moreover, Senior Wu Jian had said that Martial God would appear on the day of the Sword Conference of the Three Realms.
Sword God Wu Jian and Immortal Master Dong Sheng created gods to welcome the Sword Conference of the Three Realms. The purpose of the conference was to reappear the pinnacle of the ancient swordsmanship and cultivate a Sword God King to prevent the Great Path Sword Realm from being destroyed.
The conditions for becoming a Divine King were extremely harsh, and the process was fraught with difficulties. Qin Hao couldn't predict whether the three Divine Lords would succeed, but this sword battle had extraordinary significance. No matter who won, Luo Yi, Lu Qiu, or Long Miao would become the target of the three Divine Lords' joint grooming. The entire Great Way of the Sword Realm would view the "Divine Sword King" as the supreme ruler.
It seemed that there was a need to fight.
If Wuque won the Sword Conference of the Three Realms, he would be the master of the Sword World and command the billions of swordsmen in the Untainted Land.
Qin Hao controlled the Origin Realm and carried the power of all living beings in the Kunlun plane. As long as he was given enough time to strengthen the Origin Realm of the Divine Wilderness, when all the gods gathered, he would have taken the first step to becoming a Divine King. This was his capital to return to the Primeval Realm, and he had to return.
And at that time, whether or not Wuque became the 'Sword God King' would be equally important to Qin Hao. When two God Kings stepped foot into the Primeval Realm, no matter who they faced, they would have to give them some face. They didn't need to look at anyone's face, and there definitely wouldn't be a second time where they had their souls pulled out and banished to the lower realms.
He had to help Wuque win the Sword Battle of the Three Realms.
In the library.
Qin Hao came out from the Academy. The Academy's Book Collection Pavilion had organized a large number of books about swordsmanship and swordsmanship. Every book was full of mysteries. He had benefited a lot from reading them in the past few days.
The library of the Academy was different from Donghuang's Pavilion. The books in Donghuang's Pavilion were all about the Way of the Space, but the Academy had combined the Divine Will of Space with the Way of the Sword, giving birth to extraordinary swordsmanships that contained the power of space. Qin Hao had combined the strengths of both, and his control of the Great Way of Space was getting stronger and stronger. He could clearly feel that he wasn't far from condensing a second divine power.
"It seems that I have to find Teacher."
Qin Hao stood at the bottom of the stone steps of the library and exhaled a long breath. Now, the Academy had deployed four elders with profound skills to give them one-on-one guidance. If they encountered any problems in cultivation, they could find Teacher to solve them.
As the head of the Six Founding Elders, Sword Venerable Gu had chosen Loy.
Severing Love was a Sword God, and his Way of the Sword was extraordinary, which coincided with Wuque's.
Li Guangsheng was a disciple of the Grass Sword Venerable, and he cultivated a very special sword power of the Great Way.
The Academy naturally sent Qin Hao a teacher, Blind Sword.
Senior Blind Sword was very powerful, and his skills were ranked second among the Six Founding Elders, second only to Sword Venerable Gu.
Moreover, his understanding of the Way of the Sword was unparalleled. After several encounters, Qin Hao found that Senior Blind Sword's Way of the Sword was terrifying, and his use of Way was often beyond the imagination of others. Although he was ranked second, Qin Hao judged that Sword Venerable Gu was no match for Blind Sword in a real fight. Unfortunately, Blind Sword was limited by the Sky Wheel. Otherwise, his achievements might not be below Divine Lord Avici's.
Qin Hao felt heartfelt admiration for such a powerful teacher with a transcendent philosophy. Naturally, he liked him very much.
"It's been more than a hundred years since we left the Divine Wilderness. In another few decades, Ah Wu and the rest should have used the power of the Original Realm to forge the Sky Wheel."
Ziyin and the rest left the Divine Plane and returned to the Heaven's Wall Realm. During this time, he also visited Qin Hao and Wuque at the Academy, and told them many things to cultivate well.
It was good to go back first. The Heaven's Wall Realm and the Great Way Sword Realm were separated by the vast Untainted Land. Although the journey was long, with Ziyin's cultivation, it would at most take a little longer. Perhaps the next time he came, he would be able to bring Ah Wu and the rest to the Sword Realm, which would save Qin Hao some trouble. He was really afraid that Zhan Wu would cause trouble for Donghuang in a moment of anger. At present, they could not afford to offend the God Of The East.
Xiao Han, Crazed Tang, Qin Xiaohe, and Chu Yu stayed in the West Capital to help Zhang Ji maintain order in the Ancient Void Illusion.
Divine Lord Taichu also stayed behind to take care of the juniors outside the Academy.
Other than the different living quarters, Qin Hao did not find it inconvenient. He and Wuque could go out at any time. They just had to inform the Elders, and they could go to the West Capital. The Academy did not restrict the freedom of the disciples.
However, Qin Hao did not know that he and Wuque were exceptions. It was not easy for the other disciples of the Academy to go out, probably because of Si Kong.
At this moment!
A figure stood under the Nine Heavens Silver Waterfall of the Academy. He carried an ancient sword on his back and carried the Dust of Taoist in his arms as he endured the scouring of the Sword River. It was Li Guangsheng.
This silver waterfall was not simple. It was derived from the Sword Will of the Elders, and it was called the Nine Heavens Sword Waterfall.
The disciples of the Academy often came to the Sword Waterfall to train their swordsmanship. Standing under the waterfall and enduring the scouring of the Sword River could cleanse the swordsman's Sword Will and temperament.
It was said that the Senior Brothers of the Academy said that the Nine Waves of the Sword Waterfall were each stronger than the last. It would set off waves according to the cultivation of the swordsman. The stronger the cultivation, the stronger the sword waves. However, no matter who it was, the difficulty was the same.
Now, Li Guangsheng stood under the Sword Waterfall to wash his body. The sound of the Great Path rumbled continuously. He endured the Seven Waves and attracted many disciples to watch.
Rumble!
The Sword Waterfall erupted with an intense impact. The surging river water surged, and dense sword light flickered within. From afar, it looked like billions of divine swords were attacking from the Nine Heavens, ruthlessly smashing towards a person's head. Every drop of water was a sharp sword. One could imagine how terrifying the scene was with the impact of tens of thousands of sword streams.
Buzz!
The Heavenly Wheel of the Divine Path bloomed above Li Guangsheng's body. Suddenly, divine light overflowed in all directions. A burst of sword will whistled and rose against the billions of divine swords in an attempt to resist the eighth wave.
At this moment, the Sword Waterfall seemed to have sensed Li Guangsheng's increase in strength. Suddenly, billions of sword currents gathered and condensed into a sword. The Sword Waterfall was like a heavenly heavy sword, majestic and majestic as it fell down.
Swoosh!
A sharp tearing sound resounded in the air. It was like silk being torn apart. Li Guangsheng's rising Sword Will was pushed back by the heavy sword. It was divided into two in the middle. The terrifying sword light fell down from above his head.
"Go."
With a flick of his hand, the ancient sword on his back came out of its scabbard. This was Li Guangsheng's life weapon, forged by his sword spirit.
This sword was like a beautiful firework that soared into the sky. It clashed with the falling Nine Heavens Heavy Sword. Immediately, a muffled sound exploded in the void. Turbulent waves rolled toward the two sides of the cliff. The straight river of swords became distorted. However, that heavy aura still suppressed Li Guangsheng's life weapon. The ancient sword flew out in a spin. Close by, the river of swords heavily smashed onto Li Guangsheng's body. The second his body came in contact with the water, he was blown away. Zeng!
Zeng! Zeng!
Li Guangsheng's legs were shaking. He landed on the shore and took a few steps back. Only when a powerful palm pressed down on his shoulder did he manage to stabilize his body.
"You're amazing, brother."
Qin Hao smiled. Li Guangsheng turned around and saw Qin Hao. He sighed helplessly. "Unfortunately, you still can't withstand the Eighth Wave of Swords."
This Eighth Wave of Swords contained the powerful Will of Way of at least five elders. When the five Sword Wills merged, no matter what the sword's characteristics were, it was impossible to resist.
"Indeed, the Sword Wills merged into the Eighth Wave. Other than the four elders, there is also the power of the Wind Sword of the Supreme Swordsman of the Wind Sword. Where the Sword Wills point, the power is like a prairie fire. Junior Brother Li has just entered the Academy, but he can withstand the Seventh Wave.
It's really impressive, "a disciple of the Academy who was watching from the outside praised. Many people agreed. Li Guangsheng's Sword Wills were much stronger than when they entered the Academy.
"Let me try."
Qin Hao strode forward and jumped down to the bottom of the Sword Waterfall. He stood on a ten-thousand-year-old bluestone.
"Junior Brother, it's up to you."
Li Guangsheng raised his hand to call back the famous ancient sword. He put it back into the scabbard and looked at Qin Hao with interest.
He remembered that on the day of the Sword Competition, Qin Hao had not made a move. In the end, he was forced into a dead end by Loy. In the end, he exploded and shocked the entire Divine Region. He was evenly matched with Loy.
To be fair, Li Guangsheng did not have the confidence to win against Loy. Naturally, his chances of winning against Qin Hao were very small.
"The four new Junior Brothers are all very strong."
"Isn't that so? Junior Sister Luo is the daughter of the Divine Master and the Immortal Lord."
"I heard that on the day of the Sword Competition, Danqing was looked down upon by Junior Sister Loy. In the end, she chose Junior Brother Chu San for the Sword Competition."
"Hahaha … Yes, yes. It's too funny. How embarrassing."
"Hey, Junior Brother Chu San, Danqing's record in the Sword Waterfall is also the Seven Waves. You must break his record."
On both sides of the Sword Waterfall, many disciples of the Academy shouted and encouraged Qin Hao who was on the bluestone. They did not care about one of the disciples who was so angry that his face turned blue.
"Junior Brother Chu San, if you can withstand the Eight Waves, I will give you the liquor I kept before the Ascension Stage."
Danqing put his palms beside his mouth and shouted loudly. His face was full of smiles.
How long had it been since he ascended to the Ascension Stage? It had been thousands of years. It was a good liquor that had been kept in the Mortal World until now. But he did not know if Qin Hao had the ability to drink it.