The next day.
Kunlun Divine Palace.
The two sects' sword arts tournament began.
Ever since the Great Dry Imperial Dynasty had declined, the nine great martial forces had carved up the land and kept each other at arm's length. It had been a long time since two powerful sects had held an exchange like this.
The sword arts tournament between Yuanxin Sect and Kunlun Divine Palace was a major event across the land. Countless martial artists had come after hearing the news, making Hengshan City livelier than ever.
Rumble!
Rumble!
In the Divine Palace plaza, two young disciples were sparring. Both were geniuses of their respective sects. Though young, they had impressive cultivation, and every move brought forth formidable martial techniques, each brimming with killing intent.
Kill! Kill! Kill!
Suddenly, the genius disciple from Yuanxin Sect's eyes turned red. He took his opponent's strike head-on to create an opening, then unleashed a Heaven-Flipping Great Hand Seal, slamming his opponent to the ground and leaving him gravely wounded.
Had the experts guarding the arena not intervened in time, the disciple might have died on the spot.
This was the first match of the two sects' sword arts tournament, and Yuanxin Sect had taken the opening victory. The Hengshan Dao martial artists were indignant. To lose to Yuanxin Sect on their home ground was galling, and many were eager to get back in the fight and restore their pride.
"Excellent! Your sect's disciples have solid foundations and more experience in combat than the Divine Palace's disciples. It seems my Hengshan Dao will lose this tournament."
On the steps, Old Ancestor Taihuang withdrew his gaze and looked at Yuanxin Old Ancestor beside him. His voice was calm, without the slightest ripple.
As a Jie Realm martial artist, he had seen the difference between