Sword Palace Formation, Virtual Divine Kingdom [Part One]

Clang! Clang!

Two longswords collided.

Two disciples of Luo Chen Sword Palace were dueling with swords before Wang Qi.

The two longswords thrust, cleaved, slashed, and parried, unfolding countless exquisite sword techniques. From time to time, Wang Qi would lazily call out, "No, no... You stabbed that move wrong... Strike Quchi first, then sweep upward... You shouldn't have defended against that move! You let a good chance slip away..."

Though his voice was indolent, the two Luo Chen Sword Palace disciples somehow found themselves filled with motivation upon hearing it.

—This was Senior Brother Xia...

—This was Senior Brother Xia, the foremost swordsman among the Golden Core disciples...

—My heavens... I could actually receive guidance from Senior Brother Xia...

—My swordsmanship would surely advance by leaps and bounds!

Yet Wang Qi was somewhat anxious inside, as though he were waiting for a download progress bar. Hurry up... Hurry up... I'm giving them such earnest pointers just so these two can keep standing there and fighting... Hurry up...

In truth, he really was waiting for a "progress bar." However, he was not downloading anything himself. He wanted one of these two sword-fighters to "directly transmit" something inside their body into the other's.

Of these two Foundation Establishment cultivators from Luo Chen Sword Palace, one had been afflicted by Wang Qi's God Plague Curse, while the other had not.

In the midst of fierce combat, the two had completely unleashed their mana and vital intent. The one infected with the Devil's Great Curse continually used fluctuations in mana to transfer the God Plague Curse within his body into the other disciple's body.

However, transmission by this method was simply too slow. It felt like downloading through a tiny 500K pipe.

Whenever their swords collided, their mana came into direct contact, allowing a