Completely Cleared?

The pure white space was finally stained with other colors; bright red bloodstains were scattered all over the ground, and even the frost-covered sword blade was stained with a touch of red.

Sang Ying was breathing heavily, a sharp pain shooting through her injured right hand, making it impossible for her to grip her sword tightly.

The woman opposite her, who looked exactly like her, was also seriously injured; not only were her hands covered in blood, but she also had a large hole in her shoulder.

But since the other party was a dummy, it didn't even know what pain was, and even though it was seriously injured, it didn't affect its movements at all.

Seeing her opponent raise his sword and attack her again, Sang Ying dared not underestimate him and quickly raised her hand to fight back.

The two figures clashed once more, the scattering ice spikes raining down like raindrops, seemingly capable of tearing the entire space apart.

However, given Sang Ying's current cultivation level, it would naturally be somewhat difficult for her to accomplish this.

The "Sang Ying" conjured in the trial arena was almost identical to her own, with the same cultivation level and the same Swordsmanship. Several times, Sang Ying felt that she probably wouldn't even be able to pass the first test.

When the two separated again, Sang Ying's right hand, which was gripping the sword, was trembling.

This won't do. By then, the opponent might not be eliminated, and Sang Ying herself might be judged as having failed the challenge.

Now, because of the trial grounds, Gu Shu has lost contact with Sang Ying, and the other two have been sent to other trial grounds early on. Sang Ying can only rely on herself.

Thinking of this, she gritted her teeth and tore open her skirt, using the relatively clean piece of fabric to tie the wound on her right arm.

The bleeding had temporarily stopped, but the pain persisted. The enemy's attacks grew increasingly fierce; several times, her sword strikes nearly caused Sang Ying to drop her Floating River Sword.

Realizing the danger of continuing like this, Sang Ying closed her eyes and decided to fight back with all her might!

She came here to practice the Swordsmanship she had just learned. The sword manual left by Gu Wangchuan was far too profound. Even though she was now at the Half-Step Nascent Soul, she could only learn the simplest sword moves.

A few days ago, Gu Shu was worried that the chaotic situation in the Hidden Nether Realm would cause her trouble, so she specially asked Sang Ying to start learning new sword techniques.

However, that sword technique was originally meant to be learned only after reaching the Nascent Soul. Now that Sang Ying has learned it, she probably won't be able to unleash its true power.

But now, she has no other choice.

Ice Spiritual Qi condensed in her palm, and countless frost flowers formed around Sang Ying, seemingly completely enveloping her.

The Black Sang Ying, conjured from the trial grounds, seemed to sense the danger and immediately attacked her. The tip of its black sword flashed with a sharp light and pierced the frost flower with unstoppable force.

With a bang, the frost flower barrier remained sturdy, but Black Sang Ying was sent flying. If she hadn't been gripping the Black Floating River sword tightly, she probably would have lost her grip on it as well.

Black Sang Ying tilted her head, not understanding why the person in front of her had suddenly created such a strange thing. She had clearly obtained all of the other party's abilities, and the two should have been evenly matched.

But no one answered her question in this pure white space; there was only an ever-thickening frost barrier and a bone-chilling cold emanating from Sang Ying.

The increasingly thick frost flowers almost turned into a thick cocoon, and the Sang Ying inside was temporarily unable to perceive the outside world.

Her pupils reflected the sword techniques she had learned from Gu Shu. These exquisite Swordsmanship were deeply etched into her mind, so that she would never forget them.

Suddenly, she moved.

The figure in the pupils continued to move, and Sang Ying within the frost flower barrier did not stop either.

At first, Sang Ying simply followed the figure's movements with her sword, but before long, she was able to catch up with the figure and attack and retreat at the same time.

Immediately afterward, the figure vanished, and Sang Ying's eyes regained their previous clarity. She wielded her sword faster and faster, her movements becoming increasingly swift.

The complex moves quickly merged together, and if someone had seen it, they might have thought that Sang Ying was simply practicing sword swings from beginning to end.

But Sang Ying knew that this sword strike contained far too much.

Sang Ying inside is working hard, and Black Sang Ying outside is also unwilling to give up.

She relentlessly assaulted the frost-covered barrier erected by Sang Ying, even as her injuries worsened.

"Bang!", "Bang!!", "Bang!!!"

The impacts grew louder and louder, and even the seemingly impenetrable barrier began to show fine cracks.

A hint of smugness appeared in Black Sang Ying's eyes. Even though this was something that Sang Ying had spent so much effort building, she still managed to break through it.

But this smugness didn't last long; a flash of sword light emanated from beneath the shattered barrier!

Black Sang Ying hurriedly raised her hand to block, and even tried to roll up the broken barrier to help her escape this calamity.

But she was a step too slow. Countless frost flowers poured out from the broken barrier, landing on Black Sang Ying's body and devouring her energy with terrifying Spiritual Power.

In just a few breaths, with a piercing scream, Black Sang Ying and her sword vanished completely from this pure white space.

Even until the moment Sang Ying defeated her, she still couldn't understand why she hadn't been able to obtain all of the abilities of the person in front of her.

With Black Sang Ying gone, the first hurdle was cleared. Sang Ying looked at her still-healing arm, gave a wry smile, and quickly prepared for the second hurdle.

Emerging from the white mist at this stage were two pitch-black Demon Beast!

"Yes, I almost forgot if the Third Miss hadn't mentioned it. The competition, which takes place every five years, is about to begin. I wonder if the Moonless Household has found any powerful outside help this time?" Liu Duanyue looked at the female cultivator in front of her with sarcasm, showing her no respect whatsoever.

Both families used to send their own members to the competition in a proper and respectful manner, but last time, the Moonless Household surprisingly sent out their so-called retainers.

The opponent was a high-level cultivator from another small world. How could the people of the Yin Mountain Sect possibly defeat him? However, neither side had previously stipulated that they were not allowed to seek outside help, so the position of city lord for the past five years was handed over to them.

Now, looking back on this matter, how could Liu Duanyue possibly be happy?

Wuyue Qing smiled upon hearing this, "Our Moonless Household has indeed taken in quite a few powerful cultivators from outside, some of whom have even been able to pass the fifth level of the trial grounds. I wonder if your sect has any such formidable figures among its disciples?"

"It's just passing the fifth level of the trial, not the complete trial. Miss Liu is probably celebrating a bit too soon." Liu Duanyue thought to himself, feeling depressed. Indeed, none of them had passed the fifth level of the trial, including himself, who had only passed the fourth level.

"The trial grounds have seven stages. To pass them completely, you need more comprehension and potential than cultivation level. Passing the fifth stage is already incredibly difficult. Completely passing them? Fellow Daoist Liu, you'll have to wait a while. Such a powerful figure probably hasn't even been born yet." Even if he were born, he might not choose to join your Yin Mountain Sect!

Wuyue Qing didn't say the last sentence aloud. After all, he was the young sect leader of the Yin Mountain Sect, and she should give him some face.

But Liu Duanyue wasn't stupid; she naturally understood her subtext.

Just as he was about to retort and argue with the person again, a deep bell suddenly rang out from the secret realm!

The sound of nine "thump thump thump..." left a considerable ripple in both of their hearts.

The bell tolled nine times; this clearly signifies that someone has completely cleared the game!

Their expressions changed immediately.

A note from the author:

Please call the female lead "The Queen of Show-Offs!"

That's all for today!