On a cold night, in a small courtyard, the red-clad figure practiced his sword. From Sword One to Sword Ten, then Sword Eleven, crisscrossing Sword Qi filled the entire Yellow Springs Divine Restriction.
Beyond the divine restriction, the rising sun climbed into the sky. The second round of the Boundless Sword Feast was about to begin—the swordsmen would discuss the sword and determine their standing upon the path.
Within the Pavilion Inside the Pavilion, powerful swordsmen from every domain arrived one after another and took their seats.
In the distant courtyard, Lin Yuzhen stood outside the divine restriction, quietly waiting for him to emerge.
Morning light spilled down. As the appointed time approached, the divine restriction dispersed, and the red-clad figure walked out, all the sword intent around him withdrawn and vanishing without a trace.
"Your Highness, let us go."
Ning Chen spoke and strode toward the courtyard gate.
Lin Yuzhen nodded and followed him.
Within the Pavilion Inside the Pavilion, heroes gathered. The top twenty swordsmen had all arrived, and as the sword discussion began, the atmosphere became unusually quiet.
Upon the main seats, the three Pavilion Masters of the Sword Pavilion had arrived. The three figures, each distinguished in bearing, remained without question the focus of everyone present.
"Everyone knows the rules of this round. Whether it is a sword manual or one's insights into the sword, you may present it. The top ten shall enter our Sword Pavilion's Sword Domain to cultivate for half a day and advance to the final sword-comparison round," Mei Wuhen said with a smile.
"The Sword Domain?"
The crowd looked at one another. This was the first time they had heard of such a place.
Looking at the crowd before her, Mei Wuhen explained with a smile, "The Sword Domain is where