Outside the Hunting Ground, a streak of sword light descended, revealing two figures—it was Li Baxian and Feng Yuechan.
The two had traveled hard without a moment's delay, finally reaching this place within two days.
They did not charge in at once, for both had expended no small amount of strength. Though neither had ever experienced the Hunting Ground, they had heard much of this famous sudden occurrence. They knew that at such a time, many people would lie in ambush around the edges of the Hunting Ground, attacking those entering from outside to gain Hunting Points.
Finding a concealed spot, the two sat down separately to recover.
A full three hours later, they rose and exchanged a glance. Everything was ready.
Streams of fierce sword light emerged and circled around them. There were more than fifty in all.
"Are you ready?"
Li Baxian asked.
Feng Yuechan nodded.
"Go!"
As Li Baxian's words fell, the many streaks of sword light gathered, transforming into a spinning sword dragon. The sword dragon wrapped around the two of them and crashed into the blood-red light screen.
Sword chimes hummed as the sword dragon soared.
The next moment, the cultivators concealing their auras and lying in ambush at the edge of the Hunting Ground saw a sword dragon streaking toward them. Its blazing sword light blotted out heaven and earth, while its terrifying sword intent sent chills through their hearts.
The sword dragon swept through the air and sped into the distance, vanishing in the blink of an eye.
Throughout it all, not a single cultivator lying in wait at the edge made a move to stop it.
A Sword Cultivator had entered. Anyone could tell from that ribbon-like sword light that this was no Sword Cultivator to be trifled with. Who would dare