I nodded, wanting to talk with them a little longer and pay my respects to Senior Li Zuohang. But just then, within the energy turbulence, circle after circle of energy suddenly vanished. The space inside quickly turned white, then black, forming a state where dawn and dusk met. The energy forced all the spectators to flee continuously. Of course, many sword cultivators also charged inside, apparently wanting to see what was really in there!
"The sword hasn't acknowledged a master!?" All the immortals were utterly shocked, and they all seemed eager to seize it. After all, once Li Zuohang died, who wouldn't want to inherit the Sword God's sword that he had refined for 1,732 years through the interweaving of yin and yang and the confusion and alternation of opposites?
In a world where the weak were prey to the strong, as long as one's abilities were sufficient, snatching food from a tiger's jaws was not impossible. So the Sword Immortals of the world had not come merely to watch. Some of them might well have intended to seize the divine sword while they had the chance!
Many peerless old monsters had come to this Sword-Fighting Tournament, so for most Sword Immortals, coming here was essentially a losing proposition. They could not seize any of the spoils, but now a legendary divine sword was lying right there. Who could not harbor covetous thoughts!?
Thus, while several thousand people had come to watch, several hundred charged into the energy-turbulence zone. Shao Zi and Shen Jinzhao were both extremely perceptive disciples, so they immediately led the other disciples, along with Yun Bingxin, into the plundering ranks, and even began fighting fiercely!
The battle erupted just like that, showing the greed of human nature. No matter how high one cultivated, it was difficult