Luo Zheng ran on the rhizome for an unknown number of miles.
On both sides of the rhizome was the vast ocean. Sometimes, he could see the faint shadows of other rhizome.
As he went deeper, the surrounding scenery became more and more desolate …
Along the way, he would occasionally meet other Real Gods. They would look at each other and then maintain a hurried pace as they flew along the rhizome.
Seven days later …
The rhizome that was about ten thousand feet wide under his feet converged to an even wider branch.
After reaching the main branch, the number of people from the Sword Tribe gradually increased.
Every few hundred miles, Luo Zheng would meet one or two Real Gods from the Sword Tribe.
These Real Gods from the Sword Tribe sat at the edge of the branch and stabbed their swords into the branch. They closed their eyes and looked as though they were enlightened.
"Is this the unique cultivation method of the Sword Tribe?"
As Luo Zheng ran, he sized up these Real Gods from the Sword Tribe.
They were all in a meditative state and did not pay attention to their surroundings. No one paid attention to Luo Zheng …
He continued to travel for another four days.
Luo Zheng saw an even wider secondary branch.
"No wonder this non-attacking place is called the Ruo Mu Region. Just this Ruo Mu alone is so huge that it is boundless. I have been running at this speed for more than ten days and I still haven't reached the main branch …"
This time, the length of the main branch was even more terrifying. As he continued to fly, he spent almost half a month's time.
One month later.
Luo Zheng finally reached the end of the secondary branch. What appeared in front of him was a brown plain …
On the brown plain, there were countless sword-shaped buildings. As far as the eye could see, it was still boundless.
"How huge is this Ruo Mu …"
Luo Zheng felt that his imagination wasn't enough for him.
He ran for more than a month before he reached the main branch of the Ruo Mu. Looking at the main branch now, it was boundless and its size was beyond imagination.
Not far ahead, there were two people from the Sword Tribe in white robes. These two people from the Sword Tribe were upper-level Real Gods.
Some Real Gods were queuing up to receive something from these two people from the Sword Tribe.
Just like Luo Zheng, these True Gods had spent more than a month to get here after passing the first round of screening.
Seeing this, Luo Zheng silently followed behind these True Gods.
After a while, it was Luo Zheng's turn.
One of the members of the Sword Clan sized up Luo Zheng. Then, he took out a yellow longsword and handed it to Luo Zheng. "Those who enter our Sword Realm must always hold this token. If you throw it away or leave your body, the Sword Realm will sense it and expel you immediately. Remember this!"
This place was the core of the Sword Race, and the True Gods that participated in the Dao Struggle came from all over the Divine Region. There were all sorts of people, and the Sword Race was naturally much stricter.
After Luo Zheng received the token, the man from the Sword Tribe pointed at a spacious building in the distance and said, "Gather your group of True Gods there and wait for our Sword Tribe to receive you."
Luo Zheng nodded. Then, he walked towards the spacious building. As he walked, he scrutinized it.
There wasn't any information recorded on the token. There was only a simple number. The number he received was 9400.
"There are less than ten thousand True Gods that passed the first round of screening?"
In Luo Zheng's mind, the famous long queues in Sword God City appeared.
As long as one could obtain three Sword of True Intent, they would pass. He didn't expect the probability of passing to be so low.
However, he had left the Sword God City for more than a month. He guessed that more True Gods had passed the first round of screening and were still traveling day and night on the tree branches.
Luo Zheng held the token and entered the spacious building. He saw many True Gods sitting or standing in the hall.
The moment he stepped in, these True Gods' gazes swept past Luo Zheng.
To be able to reach this step, there was simply no lower True Divinity.
Although the first round of screening had nothing to do with cultivation, the stronger one's talent, the sharper one's senses, and the higher the chance of passing.
In this room, ninety percent of the people had the cultivation of an Upper True God.
Hence, when they looked at Luo Zheng, they were more or less surprised.
Luo Zheng knew what these people were thinking. He met their gazes and found a corner in the hall. Then, he leaned against it and waited quietly.
Just as he stood still, a voice came from beside him. "Hey, kid! How did you pass the first round of screening? "
The person who spoke was a dark-skinned man with a black face. This man squinted his eyes and looked at Luo Zheng with interest. He was also interested in the only Lower True God.
"Luck," Luo Zheng replied briefly.
"Hehe, I'm afraid it's not as simple as luck, right?" The dark-skinned man laughed. "Tell me, how many swords did you obtain?"
"I can't tell you," Luo Zheng shook his head.
Hearing Luo Zheng's stiff tone, the dark-skinned man looked unhappy. His face darkened and he said, "In the first round of screening, ninety-nine percent of the people can be eliminated. In the second round, ninety-nine percent will be eliminated. You may be lucky once, but I'm afraid you won't be lucky twice. If you really pass by luck, I'm afraid you'll be the first to be eliminated!"
Luo Zheng shrugged and didn't say anything else.
For ten to ten hours, the people from Sword Tribe didn't arrive.
Luckily, these True Gods were very calm. Occasionally, they would hear some whispers. Most of them closed their eyes and ignored everything that was happening around them.
Outside the hall, True Gods who had received their tokens gathered one after another.
Although the hall was spacious, after thousands of people had gathered, the space seemed to be cramped.
About twenty hours later, on the other side of the hall, an elder in a white robe finally appeared.
The moment the elder in a white robe appeared, he attracted everyone's attention.
"Great Perfection!"
"It's a Great Perfection True God from Sword Tribe!"
"…"
There were very few Great Perfection True Gods in the Divine Territory.
Even among the first-tier families, there weren't many who had Great Perfection True Gods.
However, Sword Tribe was ranked second among the wealthy families in the Divine Territory. It wasn't strange for a Great Perfection True God to appear in Ruomu Region.
"Thank you, everyone, for coming to Ruomu Region from thousands of miles away. Sorry for making everyone wait," the elder said with cupped hands.
This Great Perfection True God was very polite, but it made the group of True Gods feel awkward.
"To be able to pass the first round of screening, you can say that you're very sensitive to True Intent Spirit Swords." The elder continued, "However, the quota for Sword Tribe is too limited. Therefore, according to tradition, we must hold a second round of screening! If anyone of you can pass the second round of screening, then you'll be indispensable in this round's Dao Battle! "
Hearing the elder's words, the True Gods' eyes instantly lit up.
Most of these True Gods were elites from first-tier and second-tier families …
If they participated in the Dao Battle, they would be able to compete with those elites from wealthy families. They might even be able to comprehend their own True Intent of Dao!
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