Ruo Mu was the widest of the four divine trees. Just the top of Ruo Mu's main pole was as large as a small region in the divine territory.
The Sword Race had built sixteen divine cities around the top of the pole.
The city Luo Zheng would be participating in the second round of selections was located at the edge of the pole. It was called Orchid Sword City.
Originally, after passing the second round of selections, Luo Zheng was supposed to stay with Nan Longhua and the other True Gods who passed the second round of selections. Then, they would be escorted to the Sword Race's ancestral land — Sword Transformation Divine City to participate in the Dao Battle.
However, with Yu Taibai's arrival.
Luo Zheng and Luo Yan were considered special cases. They could head to Sword Transformation Divine City first.
After all, according to the Sword Race's rules, every noble family had a quota to participate in the Dao Battle directly.
The Luo Family used to be a noble family. Before their floating island fell into the sea of time, they were still a noble family.
North of Sword Transformation Divine City, in a palace that was very unique to the Sword Race.
Luo Zheng raised his head and looked at the tall wall …
On the walls, there were mysterious drawings.
Each drawing was a True God's sword maneuver. Not only were the images vivid, but the sword techniques used were also very mysterious.
"This sword technique is very powerful even in the divine territory. But here, it's just a mural …"
Luo Zheng's face was full of admiration as he looked at the images.
Luo Yan sat on the stairs beside him. He propped his head up with his elbow and stared at his brother in a daze.
Yu Taibai said faintly behind Luo Zheng, "The Sword Race is called the Sword Race. Naturally, no one can surpass them in the study of the Sword Dao … Unfortunately, they are too pedantic." He couldn't help but shake his head.
"Pedantic? What do you mean?" Luo Zheng asked curiously.
Yu Taibai smiled faintly and said, "The Sword Race pursues benevolence and the Sword Heart Study. They are pedantic!"
Hearing this, Luo Zheng somewhat disagreed.
From what Luo Zheng saw, almost all of the Sword Race members were righteous and kind. This was very rare in the divine territory …
"I don't understand what you mean." Luo Zheng was confused.
Yu Taibai sighed. Looking at the murals in the palace, he said, "The Mohist family did not attack them, but because of their benevolence, their development was far inferior to the Dongfang family."
"Does the size of the clan's land really mean that they are inferior?" Luo Zheng asked.
"You misunderstood what I meant," Yu Taibai lightly said. "Being benevolent has created a woman's benevolence. Back then, Master hoped to ally with the Sword Race. If the Sword Race had agreed, the Divine Realm would not have encountered such a crisis … Even now, I still have to force the Sword Race to submit. In the end, we are still walking back to square one. The price we have to pay is far greater than before, and the chances are even slimmer!"
These words, Luo Zheng was somewhat mystified when he heard it.
However, he roughly understood that the Sword Tribe could have chosen to intervene when his father was fighting with the Aristocrat Alliance.
Moreover, with the Sword Tribe's strength at that time, they were indeed qualified to fight against the Wealthy Alliance …
However, the Sword Race chose to remain silent.
Every time Yu Taibai brought this up, he would feel indignant.
"Eldest Senior Brother forced the Sword Race to submit?" Luo Zheng asked curiously.
Yu Taibai nodded. He narrowed his eyes and said, "Yes, to be precise, it was not me who forced the Sword Race. It was the reality that forced the Sword Race. Right now, the Sword Race should be anxious." As he spoke, he glanced at the palace door and sneered. "They are even more anxious than I thought. That old man Jian Wuhen is already here."
Just as he finished speaking.
The palace door suddenly opened.
After the two rows of Sword Race disciples entered the palace, they neatly lined up inside the door.
Then, an old man slowly walked over.
This old man's aura was extraordinary. Just a casual glance seemed to be able to destroy a world.
His body was not very tall, but there was a huge universe hidden inside. Countless secondary life forms were cultivating in his body …
"Sage!" After noticing the old man, Luo Zheng's eyes flashed.
Luo Zheng had seen this Sage of the Sword Race outside the Sea of Time. It was also this Sage who had asked him about the whereabouts of the Sword Servants.
After the old man entered the palace, he stared at Yu Taibai and said faintly, "Luo Xiao's good disciple, you keep calling him old man. It's a great crime to be disrespectful to a Sage."
Luo Zheng and Luo Yan got up and bowed to the Sage. It seemed this old man was the Jian Wuhen that Yu Taibai spoke of.
Yu Taibai didn't have any respectful attitude. He just said faintly, "Old man's ears are quite sharp."
Jian Wuhen didn't bicker with Yu Taibai.
His deep eyes glanced at Luo Zheng and seemed to believe that Luo Zheng wasn't that important. In the end, his gaze landed on Luo Yan.
"This is your hope?"
Being stared at by a Sage like this, Luo Yan was slightly flustered. He almost habitually wanted to hide behind Luo Zheng.
However, after realizing the heavy burden on his shoulders, Luo Yan stood out from behind him. He puffed out his chest and raised his head. His expression was completely serious.
"Yes." Yu Taibai nodded.
Jian Wuhen sized up Luo Yan for a while. He reached out and grabbed a long sword out of thin air.
He shook the long sword and directly threw it at Luo Yan.
It was impossible to gather killing intent in a place that wasn't under attack.
However, this was the Sword Race's territory. Who knew what methods this Sage had?
Seeing this, Luo Zheng's face sank. Just as he was about to step in front of Luo Yan, Yu Taibai stopped him and said, "Don't be afraid. He won't harm Yan 'er."
Yu Taibai naturally wouldn't harm Luo Yan. Thinking of this, Luo Zheng retreated to the side.
Luo Yan stood motionless in the same place. Her calm eyes stared at Jian Wuhen who was walking with his sword.
"Huff …"
After a while, traces of white mist flickered in Luo Yan's eyes.
Gusts of wind spiraled around her …
An invisible aura spread out.
"True Dao Intent?"
Luo Zheng felt the aura emitted by his sister and immediately understood.
Jian Wuhen seemed to be using some method to test Luo Yan's True Dao Intent.
Luo Zheng didn't know what kind of True Dao Intent cultivation technique his sister cultivated.
However, he was ultimately proficient in the Dao of Nature's True Meaning.
He sensed that Luo Yan had probably comprehended the True Dao Intent to a profound level.
One step, two steps, three steps …
Jian Wuhen's long sword kept getting closer.
"Pop —"
When he was ten meters away from Luo Yan, everyone heard the sound of cloth tearing coming from the tip of his sword.
It was as if the aura emitted by Luo Yan had been sliced apart by Jian Wuhen's long sword!
Seeing this, Luo Yan simply closed her eyes and lowered her head to silently chant something …
Following which, the aura emitted from her body became stronger and stronger. Jian Wuhen's pace also became slower and slower.
However, in the end, the sword still pressed against Luo Yan's forehead. Jian Wuhen then flipped the sword behind him and it disappeared in the blink of an eye.
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