Whoosh...
The uproar grew ever more intense, and more voices rang out...
"Another Sword Enlightenment Fragment has emerged? And it's in the Second Heaven of Swordwalk? Hurry, let's go take a look."
With that cry, many people shot into the sky, streaking toward Tipping Cauldron Mountain.
"Take a look at my ass. It's not like we have any chance of getting a Sword Enlightenment Fragment."
"Exactly. What are we going there for, sticking our noses into the struggle between the Spirit Race, the Hundred Flowers Race, and the other six factions?"
"Heh heh, maybe the Sword Enlightenment Fragment will fly right into my hands during their fight. It's not impossible—there's been more than one such case in history..."
"That's right. Two factions fight to the death, only for some bystander to snatch the prize in the end."
As soon as those words were spoken, the people of Divine Flame City began to stir, and more and more figures flashed into the air.
Though the chance was slim, what if they were the chosen ones?
Watching more and more people rush toward Tipping Cauldron Mountain, Sikong Jing's expression shifted slightly. Then, without hesitation, he followed the crowd. Though he cared deeply about the Sword Summer miracle, the Sword Enlightenment Fragments... were even more important.
The Sword Summer miracle would not run away.
But Sword Enlightenment Fragments could.
Tipping Cauldron Mountain...
It was not far from Divine Flame City. They arrived in half an hour.
Upon arriving, Sikong Jing discovered that the area around Tipping Cauldron Mountain was packed wall to wall with people. After hearing of the battle over the Sword Enlightenment Fragments, countless people had gathered from every direction.
"All of you, get the hell out..."
"Half of Tipping Cauldron Mountain is now under the Spirit Race's control. Whoever dares