The elders of the Four Lin Sword Gate exchanged knowing smiles. It was wonderful to have someone in their clan who had apprenticed himself to Azure Lotus Supreme; otherwise, how could they have had the face to invite Ming Zhuo?
Ming Zhuo was more than just a disciple of Azure Lotus Supreme. He was also one of the strongest cultivators in Yu Jiuxiao, the Fourth Firmament Pillar, and a candidate for Night Head.
When war came, Ming Zhuo could contend for the position of Night Head. Given his strength and status, he had a very good chance. This was no ordinary honor.
Though he was not a Lower Supreme God, during wartime a Night Head stood on equal footing with a Lower Supreme God. Apart from the Supreme Gods, no one could restrain him. Wherever his sword pointed, none could stand against him, and he left a trail of Corpse Mountain Blood Sea in his wake. It was the utmost in honor.
In those days, not even the great powers of Zhou Tiandi dared openly defy him.
"Senior Brother, what brings you here?" Lu Siyu asked curiously. She hadn't known the Four Lin Sword Gate had invited Ming Zhuo.
Ming Zhuo smiled mysteriously. "You'll find out soon enough. All right, go on down. The contest for Four Lin Sword Leader was delayed a little. It's time to begin."
Lu Siyu nodded, bowed, then withdrew.
Ming Zhuo looked at the four people on the Sword Platform. "Begin."
As soon as the words left his mouth, the sword intent shifted. Lu Bi raised his sword at once, his sword intent transforming into a series of stone walls, each inscribed with the character for "wall."
Lu Sizhan struck with a One Sword Slash, attacking Lu Bi.
At the same time, Lu Jing pointed