Chapter 27

Chapter 27: Various Sects

“Kekekeke!”

The black mist swirled, and demonic energy overflowed.

Strange laughter shook the mountains and rivers, turning countless piles of skulls into powder.

“The Genius Ancient Battlefield has finally opened! We’ve waited too long for this day.”

A menacing black banner fluttered in the void, and countless grim-faced souls let out silent howls that sent shivers down one’s spine.

A gigantic white bone throne loomed over a sea of corpses and blood.

“I have a task for you: kill all the righteous geniuses and make them tremble beneath the demon’s feet!”

“Yes!”

Streams of demonic light soared into the sky.

They rushed into the massive whirlpool.

Demon Realm.

A colossal figure shattered mountains and rivers, colossal wings blocking out the sun.

That giant figure resembled a mix between a dragon and a phoenix, with eight legs and four wings, like a fusion of ten thousand spirits.

“I pay my respects to the Demon Emperor!”

The spirits bowed in reverence.

“The Genius Ancient Battlefield has opened; I need the blood of the strongest human genius.”

“Bring me those who qualify, and I will ascend to Demon King and personally teach the supreme demonic arts!”

“As you command!”

Thousands of demons soared into the sky.

A tiny sparrow with dull wings looked up at the sky.

“In this life, I shall slay the Ten Thousand Spirits Demon Emperor and bring peace back to the Demon Clan!”

Buddha Realm.

The ancient Buddha manifested.

Ghost Realm.

The Ghost Emperor awakened.

The Genius Ancient Battlefield seemed like just a competition among the younger generation, but in reality, it was a contest for the grand era.

Those who stand out can earn the favor of the grand era and achieve eternal greatness.

In Central Continent, Nine Dragons Valley.

Surrounded by nine mountains, the scenery was magnificent, and at the center, the valley was as mystical as nine dragons fighting for a pearl.

There was a sect here named Dragon Raising Sect, but now they were trembling in fear.

Because powerful figures had arrived.

Many, many powerful figures; so many that most people would never see this many in their lifetime.

The first to arrive was the Central Continent Dynasty.

Not only were there major sect geniuses eager to enter the Genius Ancient Battlefield, but there were also many small sects and even casual cultivators.

The Central Continent Dynasty was the pinnacle power of the Great Wilderness, and in one breath, one could easily sum up the human clan forces in the entire Great Wilderness.

One Sect, Three Dynasties, Five Sects; across heaven and earth, I alone stand supreme.

In total, there were nine major powers, which were the nine most prominent forces of the human clan on the surface in the first layer of heaven.

One Sect, known as the Eternal Order Sect, has a long and rich history; not only in the first layer but across all skies, it is a colossal presence.

Three Dynasties were named Central Continent Dynasty, Jiuli Heavenly Dynasty, and the Supreme Imperial Court.

Five Sects included Grand Dao Sect, Yin-Yang Sect, Supreme Sword Sect, Mountain River Pagoda Sect, and Robber Sect.

Actually, these aren’t the definitive nine forces; many thought the phrase, “across heaven and earth, I alone stand supreme” was crafted to pair with the earlier line.

But that’s not the case.

In the heavens, there’s the Heavenly Pavilion.

In the underworld, there’s the Nether Realm.

These two forces rarely interact with the outside world, and their descendants often are quite rare, hence they can be temporarily overlooked.

However, whenever the descendants of these two forces appear, they are unparalleled geniuses that can pressure their peers and are fierce contenders for the title of Great Emperor in the future.

“The Yin-Yang Sect has arrived!”

A casual cultivator exclaimed.

A black-and-white great ship crushed the clouds as it descended; anyone casually pulled from the ship would be drop-dead gorgeous.

Clad in black and white robes, they exuded an extraordinary elegance.

However, this force often faced criticism; while the Yin-Yang Sect was considered standard, its subsidiary sect, the Pleasure Sect, was particularly notorious.

With 1,723 Pleasure Pavilions spread across major cities in the Great Wilderness, they were always fully booked and thriving in business.

“Whoa, look at those two; has the Yin-Yang Sect already picked their Holy Son and Holy Daughter so quickly?”

Among the many in black and white robes, there was a young man donned in white, strikingly handsome, with eyes like stars.

This was Yang Wufa, Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Sect.

There was also a young woman, breathtakingly beautiful, her appearance like perfect glass, pure and icy, making anyone who beheld her feel inadequate.

This was Luo Yuan, Holy Daughter of the Yin-Yang Sect.

“The Yin-Yang Sect always confirms the Holy Son and Holy Daughter the earliest, and they’re always exceptional. They really know what they’re doing when it comes to selecting!”

“Could this pair also become Dao Companions?”

“Possibly! Every time the Yin-Yang Sect’s Holy Son and Holy Daughter end up as Dao Companions since one embodies yin and the other yang; who can resist the allure of the Yin-Yang Dao?”

A burst of sword resonance rang through the heavens and earth.

Sword!

In an instant, all swords wielded by cultivators seemed to go mad, trembling uncontrollably.

Dozens of sword lights tore through the sky, and the cultivators in unified attire stood atop their swords, flying through the air.

“The Supreme Sword Sect has arrived!”

“Oh wow, what powerful sword intent! I feel like if my sword were a person, it would bow down and pay respects to the Supreme Sword Sect!”

“My sword is so embarrassed it might just shatter…”

“Among all sword cultivators, none can surpass the Supreme Sword Sect; they’re too strong.”

By the time Lu Ye and the others arrived, Nine Dragons Valley was already packed with people.

Almost all sects had arrived.

Only the two most distant empires had yet to come.

The arrival of Grand Dao Sect sparked a wave of gasps.

Although the Grand Dao Sect might not seem to specialize in anything, they were genuinely powerful, excelling in all aspects.

Consequently, among the five sects, the Grand Dao Sect was usually considered the top one.

With the Grand Dao Sect’s arrival, strong figures came over to exchange pleasantries, and many sharp gazes were sizing up Lu Ye and the others with intense battle intent.

Not only did they see battle intent towards the Grand Dao Sect, but there was also a similar battle intent among themselves.

This was the first meeting of the new generation disciples from various major sects.

Which genius doesn’t fantasize about suppressing their peers while rising to the top with an invincible stance?

Lu Ye’s gaze moved across the young people, his eyes reflecting fleeting memories; some of these individuals had been killed by his own hand, while others would perish in the future.

The path of cultivation is filled with white bones, as expected.

Linghu Wushuang and the others gathered around, proactively explaining which individuals were formidable and which were rivals.

Little did they know, Lu Ye was much more aware than them.

For instance, when Linghu Wushuang mentioned Yang Wufa, Lu Ye knew exactly how tough he was; he could still feel the pain when his skull was shattered back then.

Time passed.

Yang Wufa, smiling, approached the Grand Dao Sect.

He had his sights set on three girls: Chu Ling, Yue Hongling, and Xiao Huayong.

The Grand Dao Sect wasn’t even his first venture.

“I pay my respects, fairies! I am Yang Wufa, Holy Son of the Yin-Yang Sect. May I have the honor of knowing your names?”

“Greetings, Fellow Daoist. I am Xiao Huayong.”

Xiao Huayong’s demeanor was cool, but she responded politely.

Yang Wufa nodded with a smile, showing no signs of lingering; he appeared to be merely asking for a name.

“I pay my respects, fairies! I am…”

“Get lost!”

Out came the sharp retort from Yue Hongling.

Yang Wufa’s smile stiffened.

“I am from the Yin-Yang…”

“Did you hear? I told you to get lost!” Yue Hongling’s eyes widened in fury.

Yang Wufa…

No need to get angry; if you do, no one will be there to take care of you if you fall ill.

After his smile disappeared, he looked back at Chu Ling, and it returned again.

Chu Ling said nothing; the magic sword was already drawn.

Come on, let’s see who gets chopped first!

Yang Wufa…

Alright, very alright!

(Be sure to bookmark for easier reading next time!)