That Sword Lit Up the Entire Sacred Mountain!

When her Dao Embryo was destroyed, Lin Qingying felt as if her internal organs had been hollowed out, and the intense tearing pain reached the depths of her Divine Soul. However, she gritted her teeth and did not scream out to let the other party succeed.

If her Master were here, he would surely notice the abnormality here, and she could still be saved.

Sorrow appeared in her eyes as she looked towards the Half-Sage Elder, only to see a variety of faces with different expressions—some regretful, some disappointed, some indifferent—yet all looking down on everything from a superior position.

However, those expressions clearly told her that the Bright Moon Saint Child's little tricks had not escaped their notice.

But why not stop it?

Lin Qingying was stunned, and suddenly felt a chill run through her body, as if her blood Solidification.

Is it simply because I'm not their disciple?

Or is it out of consideration for the feelings of the Master Bright Moon Saint Child's master, the Sword Saint?

Lin Qingying also saw the Sword Saint she admired, but he remained unmoved, seemingly oblivious. At that moment, she suddenly understood.

In that brief moment, the warmth of the past seemed to crumble, and she suddenly touched upon the true nature of humanity: the cold, calculating pursuit of self-interest.

Compared to the Bright Moon Saint Child, who has a greater chance of becoming a saint, is it worth it to be destroyed if I can serve as his stepping stone and forge his invincible Dao Heart?

No wonder the opponent dared to act so ruthlessly on the Battle Stage; it turns out they had already seen through this.

He betrayed his fellow disciples; he was wrong. He violated the Sacred Land's rules; he was wrong. But after this battle, he can rise to a higher level and may become the Sacred Land's third Sage in the future!

If he were crippled, he would be forgotten. He had no backing, and although his grandfather was Advanced Alchemist, he was essentially insignificant at this level.

It turns out, nobody cares about right or wrong.

Those above are indifferent, and those below cannot see clearly.

The tearing pain of her Dao Embryo being destroyed didn't make Lin Qingying shed tears, but at this moment, tears welled up in the corners of Lin Qingying eyes.

She suddenly felt a sense of despair and hopelessness.

But suddenly, a loud roar came, seemingly shaking the very soul!

Lin Qingying looked up and gazed in that direction, only to see the familiar face of the boy, now filled with furious rage.

That face, which was always smiling and indifferent to everything, could also get angry.

When Lin Qingying saw the anger in those dark eyes, a warm feeling suddenly flowed into her cold heart, and she felt as if the world had regained its color.

"Um?"

Hearing the angry roar beside him, the Bright Moon Saint Child glanced at it but ignored it, sheathed his sword, and then suddenly slashed out again.

"My beloved, I had no choice but to destroy you. Not only your Dao Embryo, but also your proudest Sword Dao, I had to shatter them all to wound me deeply enough!"

The Bright Moon Saint Child raised the sword in his hand, and a vast and Perfection Sword Intent condensed on the Sword Light. It was the Sun Moon Sword Intent, and it had the tendency to illuminate the Heaven and Earth. The Sword Intent was dazzling and the Sword Momentum was like the sun in the sky, making everyone feel insignificant.

"That's the Sun Moon Sword Intent!"

"Is this the Sword Intent of the Bright Moon Saint Child? It actually feels like it encompasses Myriad Manifestations."

"I saw glimpses of water- Sword Dao and Fire Element Sword Dao within it."

"No wonder he often speaks of trivial matters; compared to his Sword Intent, mine is indeed off-target."

As the vast Sword Momentum soared into the sky, countless people were shocked, including the many Saint Child and Saint Daughter on the Saint Platform, who were all stunned, feeling as if their minds had been plundered by the opponent.

It's like holding a withered branch, yet glimpsing a verdant mountain, and suddenly feeling insignificant.

The withered branch that I once treasured now felt utterly tasteless.

Lin Qingying, who was standing in front of the Bright Moon Saint Child, was now enveloped by the Sun Moon Sword Intent. This Sword Intent invaded her sea of consciousness and, like a sharp sword, severed the Supreme Gentle Sword Intent in her heart.

A sharp, piercing sound seemed to ring in her mind, or perhaps a mournful cry.

Her body trembled, and she suddenly spat out a mouthful of blood. Her whole body shook, her hand holding the sword trembled, and her eyes were momentarily blank.

Bang!

A surge of Sword Intent swept across, knocking the sword from his hand. The sword swirled in the air dozens of times before landing upside down on the Battle Stage.

"The sun and moon shine brightly in the sky, illuminating All Things; Heaven and Earth will reflect the brilliance of my Sword Dao!"

At the same time, Divine Flame ignited around the Bright Moon Saint Child, and dazzling divine Divine Radiance shot from his eyes, turning the tenderness in them into indifference.

At this moment, he destroyed Lin Qingying's Dao Embryo and Sword Intent, completely embarking on the path of ruthlessness. His heart seemed to be Refinement by the sun and moon, giving him a feeling of transforming into the Sun, Moon, and Stars, looking down upon All Things and all living beings.

This State of Mind allowed him to elevate his Sun Moon Sword Intent to a new level, making it even more terrifying.

"His Sun Moon Sword Intent has become even purer; such Sword Intent can be considered top-tier."

"He has only been cultivating for sixty years, yet his Heavenly Talent in Sword Dao is so Prodigy; he might even have the potential to achieve Sacrificial Dao Sanctification!"

"Taking the Path of Sacrifice path would be too terrible."

The six Half-Sage Elders, including Shan Ancestor, all had solemn expressions.

Their Sword Dao Aptitude is no less than theirs in their youth; they are truly Prodigy rising stars.

Ancestor Yao turned her gaze to the Sword Saint. They had all noticed that Bright Moon had used Lin Qingying to forge the Sword Dao, but no one mentioned it. After all, their master was present, and if they could see it, how could the Sword Saint Master see it? They didn't even know if it was the Sword Saint who had taught them. This was why they wisely kept quiet.

The Sword Saint's eyes were calm, seemingly devoid of joy or sorrow, as he simply observed quietly.

On the stage, the Sun Moon Divine Eyes of the Bright Moon Saint Child, reflecting the sun and moon, became even more piercing as the Sword Intent condensed.

As his Sword Intent Refinement and intensified, he withdrew his power back into his body. He then looked at Lin Qingying, who lay on the ground like a defeated dog, but his eyes held no tenderness whatsoever, as if he were looking down at a stone.

You lost.

At that moment, he spoke as if delivering a verdict.

His Dao Domain also contracted, and with just the Sword Intent he possessed at that moment, he could easily defeat his opponent.

Moreover, Lin Qingying has now been crippled and her combat strength has fallen below that of a Saint-Level disciple. Even the top Heavenly Prodigy of the Inner Sect could defeat her.

Hearing the three indifferent words above her head, Lin Qingying seemed to snap out of her shattered Sword Intent. As if startled, her mind was filled with chaotic Sun Moon Sword Intent, while her original Supreme Gentle Sword Intent had been destroyed and could not be reconstituted.

She had already admitted defeat, but the other party's condescending tone now struck her as ironic and laughable.

Outside the arena, the disciples couldn't help but cheer when they heard the Bright Moon Saint Child's indifferent words.

Apart from the Saint Child and Saint Daughter and a few top inner disciple who noticed something amiss, most disciples only saw that the Bright Moon Saint Child easily defeated Lin Qingying, piercing her abdomen with a single sword strike, which appeared to be a normal attack.

As the vast Sun Moon Sword Intent contracted, the opponent's divine pronouncement evoked fervent reverence in the eyes of countless people, who cheered.

In this battle, the Bright Moon Saint Child not only won, but won overwhelmingly, displaying Sword Dao beyond imagination!

In the Sword Ancestor Sacred Land, all the disciples practiced swordsmanship. At this moment, the Sword Intent displayed by the Bright Moon Saint Child captivated countless people.

Only by practicing swordsmanship oneself can one feel the vastness of the Sun Moon Sword Intent, and one's own insignificance.

The Magic Array slowly receded, and the battle came to an end.

With this victory, the Bright Moon Saint Child has defeated two opponents, and without a doubt, he is now the Champion of this Sword God Battle!

The number one young talent in the Sword Ancestor Sacred Land in a century!

Compared to this, the later competition between Lin Qingying and the Spirit Illusion Saint Child for second and third place is no longer so anticipated.

Whoosh!

The moment the Magic Array dissipated, a figure rushed onto the stage; it was Li Hao.

Li Hao swiftly arrived beside Lin Qingying, using his Divine Sense to probe her internal organs. He saw that a powerful force within her had now dissipated.

His Dao Embryo was destroyed. If he could Blood-Drop Rebirth like him, he wouldn't have to worry about it being destroyed again. But his opponent didn't have the Seventh Extreme Realm.

Does it hurt?

Looking at the other person's pale face and swaying body, Li Hao's expression turned extremely grim.

Lin Qingying snapped out of her thoughts and slowly smiled at Li Hao, "I'm fine."

Li Hao remained silent, but his fingers clenched slightly.

Let's go.

Lin Qingying turned around. She no longer wanted to look at the platform or hear the deafening cheers from the crowd. All she wanted was to leave and recover from her injuries. The second and third reasons didn't matter to her anymore.

"Your sword."

Li Hao raised his hand and caught the cyan sword that had been knocked away, handing it to her.

Lin Qingying glanced at the sword that had been with her for many years, a trace of sadness appearing in her eyes. The Sword Intent had been destroyed, with a huge impact. The influence of the Sun Moon Sword Intent was etched deep into her soul, impossible to erase. She would never be able to escape this influence in her life, and it would be difficult for her to make any further progress in the way of the Sword Dao.

"My current Swordsmanship is not worthy of it. It is my friend, and you are my friend too. I'll give it to you."

Lin Qingying did not take the sword, but said in a low voice.

Her eyes were filled with despair. Her Sword Dao had been severed, and apart from her cultivation level, she had no hope of making any further progress in this life.

"Don't underestimate yourself; your Sword Dao is not bad."

Li Hao stared at her for a moment and said.

Lin Qingying felt a bitter taste in her mouth. She knew Li Hao was trying to comfort her, but those words were meaningless now.

Li Hao also knew that the power of words was far less than the power of facts.

"Hello!"

He turned around and suddenly called out to the Bright Moon Saint Child, who was also preparing to fly away from the Battle Stage.

The Bright Moon Saint Child paused, feeling slightly displeased by the angry roar. Now, seeing such rudeness, his eyes turned cold as he turned to look at Li Hao.

Li Hao casually twirled his green sword, then coldly said:

"You seem quite satisfied with your Sword Dao. Would you be willing to exchange a sword strike with me?"

Upon hearing this, everyone outside the venue was stunned.

Lin Qingying was also slightly taken aback, and then looked at Li Hao with a slightly absent-minded expression, but she quickly came to her senses and realized that Li Hao was standing up for her.

But this is not something to be done on a whim.

Even though Li Hao is Alchemist, the Bright Moon Saint Child's status surpasses that of Advanced Alchemist. If she dared to cripple him in public, she could naturally cripple Li Hao as well.

She immediately became anxious and grabbed Li Hao, saying, "Don't be impulsive."

"Did I hear that right? Who is that person?"

"To actually challenge the Bright Moon Saint Child, is he here to make a name for himself? Even if he loses, he'll still be remembered."

"Is he also Saint Child? I've never heard of him."

"What Saint Child? He's Alchemist! Don't you know him? Alchemist Qing Feng, he's recently gained widespread acclaim in the Alchemist community."

"The Alchemist Qing Feng? So that's him?"

"What's going on? You're saying he's an Alchemist who actually wants to challenge the Bright Moon Saint Child?"

"Stand up for Lin Qingying? Lin Qingying has already lost, what can an Alchemist do?"

"He's Alchemist, he couldn't understand how terrifying the Bright Moon Saint Child was. I never expected that Alchemist Qing Feng would be this kind of person, he's really stupid."

The disciples below the stage realized what was happening and began to whisper and ridicule.

On the Saint Platform, the many Saint Child and Saint Daughter were also surprised. Many of them had previously sent people to befriend this Alchemist Qing Feng, but they never expected that his relationship with Lin Qingying was so deep that he would stand up for her at this time, and even choose the Sword Dao. Was he so Anger that he lost his mind?

"What is Qing Feng doing? Call him back quickly!"

"How foolish! No matter how good his relationship with Qingying is, he shouldn't offend the Bright Moon Saint Child like this."

The Alchemist, including Zhao Yingzhen, were also anxious. They hadn't realized that Lin Qingying's Dao Embryo had been destroyed; they only knew that Lin Qingying had lost, and lost completely.

However, in Sparring disciples, winning and losing are common occurrences. No one expected Lin Qingying to win this battle, after all, the power that the Bright Moon Saint Child had just slightly displayed was already too strong.

"Is he going to make a move?"

Among the inner disciple below the stage, Jiang Yingyue was stunned, but then her eyes suddenly lit up.

She didn't know anything about Li Hao's Sword Dao, only that he was indeed quite talented, comprehending the Great Dao Sword Art within ten days. However, she couldn't forget Li Hao's Ninety-Seven Layers of Dao Domain. If they were to really fight, she wondered if she could defeat the Bright Moon Saint Child.

"Qing Feng?"

Ancestor Yao was surprised to see Li Hao step forward. She had heard Li Hao's roar earlier, but she didn't expect that besides them, Li Hao could also see through Bright Moon's little tricks. She could understand why he was challenging Bright Moon in anger.

However, challenging someone with Sword Dao would be somewhat unwise.

"Shall I exchange a sword strike with you?"

The Bright Moon Saint Child found Li Hao's words somewhat amusing.

He heard the murmurs from below the stage. He had thought it was some inner disciple, but it turned out to be Alchemist. How outrageous!

He said coldly, "Considering you're Heaven and Earth Alchemist, I'll let this go this time for your ignorance, but there can be no next time!"

After saying that, he turned around directly.

Li Hao didn't speak, but glanced at the green sword in his hand, then raised his hand as if to make a casual slash.

This simple movement, however, unleashed a terrifyingly vast Sword Qi that suddenly shot straight into the sky.

The Three-Foot Green Edge suddenly burst forth with dazzling light, severing all the mocking laughter from below the stage and illuminating countless eyes.

The Sword Qi seemed to stretch for 30,000 miles, soaring straight into the sky. Following the direction of Li Hao's slash, it split the clouds on the entire Saint Mountain in two, as if it had cleaved the heavens and the Heaven and Earth apart!

The area beneath the Battle Stage was cleaved in two by the mere ripples of Sword Qi!

The Sword Qi grazed past the body of the Bright Moon Saint Child, and his flying figure suddenly stopped.

The Sword Qi that brushed past him made the hairs on his body stand on end instantly, and his blood seemed to freeze in an instant, giving him a chilling feeling from head to toe.

It felt as if death had brushed past me.

If that sword had been aimed at him, he might already be severely injured!

The Bright Moon Saint Child's expression Solidification, and his eyes narrowed slightly.

The once noisy Saint Mountain fell silent in an instant.

The quietly dispersed clouds continued to drift slowly, and a gentle breeze blew across the Battle Stage; everything seemed peaceful.