Three hundred miles west of the Sky Edge Sword Palace, there was a blood-red door. It was a hundred meters tall and ten meters wide. There were countless mysterious patterns crisscrossing around the edges. It was profound and mysterious, explaining the mysteries of heaven and earth.
Beside the blood-red door stood a middle-aged swordsman. His aura was obscure, as if there was wind and thunder surging around him.
Groups of swordsmen walked into the blood-red door and disappeared as if they were swallowed.
Chu Mu and Qin Shanhe walked towards the middle-aged swordsman beside the blood-red door.
"Sir, we need a temporary battle token." Qin Shanhe said.
The middle-aged swordsman waved his hand expressionlessly. Two blood-red sword tokens flew towards Chu Mu and Qin Shanhe.
"Non-rated battle teams are troublesome." The middle-aged swordsman sighed.
The battle teams of the Sky Edge Sword Palace's elite disciples were only registered in the War Stop Tower. They were not official battle teams, so they did not have their own battle totem or battle token.
Only when they became official battle teams, which were third-rate, second-rate, first-rate, and super battle teams, could they have battle token and battle totem.
However, if a non-rated battle team wanted to become an official battle team, they needed enough battle points. There were a few ways to obtain battle points.
The first way was to kill foreign races, evil swordsmen, or primordial beasts. Depending on the opponent's strength, the battle points obtained would be different.
The second way was to use battle points as a wager for battles between battle teams.
The third way was to hold a competition and use battle points as a reward.
According to Chu Mu and Qin Shanhe's understanding, if they wanted to become an official battle team, they needed a thousand battle points to exchange.
Chu Mu and Qin Shanhe did not have a clear understanding of battle points. However, when they thought about how there were close to a thousand non-rated battle teams among the elite disciples, they could imagine how difficult it was to obtain battle points.
The Crimson Wasteland was a battlefield of the Hundred Races War. At that time, the war broke out and countless soldiers of the Hundred Races fought to the death. Countless blood and corpses were scattered, staining the ground with blood and turning it dark brown. Over the years, it emitted a shocking smell of blood.
Countless years had passed since the great battle. Because of the environment, this battlefield was named the Crimson Wasteland. It was vast and boundless. Because of the great battle many years ago, many treasures and other things might have been lost here. It became a place where many races explored.
Where there was exploration, there would be conflict. There were conflicts between human swordsmen, between righteous swordsmen and evil swordsmen, between various races, and so on.
Gradually, without any prior agreement, the various races began to treat the Blood Wastelands as a training ground for the younger generation. They hunted each other, constantly sharpening themselves through hunting and counter-hunting, becoming stronger.
The experts of the various races all opened Void Passageways and built portals to the Crimson Wasteland for the younger generation of the various races to enter.
The Sky Edge Sword Palace was a considerable faction, and it naturally had its own faction. Factions like the Tantai Clan and the Great Sky Sect also had their own factions.
After receiving the temporary Battle Record Sword Token, Chu Mu and Qin Shanhe looked at each other and nodded. They took a deep breath and strode toward the blood-red door.
Once they entered, they would enter the Blood Wasteland. Once they entered the Blood Wasteland, they would encounter other swordsmen and experts of other races. Just thinking about it made their blood boil.
After being swallowed by the blood-red door, Chu Mu felt that he had passed through the Void Passageway. However, he didn't feel much as his Void Passageway was temporarily sealed.
"Perhaps, after I refine my Gold Passageway to the limit, I should unseal my Void Passageway first." Chu Mu thought to himself.
Their eyes lit up. Chu Mu and Qin Shanhe had already passed through the blood-red door and entered the Blood Wasteland. Taking in a breath of air, a clear smell of blood immediately entered their nostrils. It was as though this place had always been soaked in blood.
The ground beneath their feet was dark brown. It was the color that would appear after being soaked in thick blood and had dried up.
"This is the Sky Edge Valley, right?" Looking around, they were in a valley called the Sky Edge Valley. It was a valley that the Sky Edge Sword Palace's experts had opened up in the Blood Wasteland. It was used as the gateway to the Blood Wasteland.
Since this was where the gateway was, they naturally couldn't be careless. With the blood-red door as the center, there were many Sword Towers around it. They were of various sizes, tall, and short.
The majority of these Sword Towers were the residences of the Sky Edge Sword Palace's elite disciples. A small portion of them were the residences of the Sky Edge Sword Palace's Sword Guards.
The Sky Wind Sword Guards usually stayed in the Sword Tower, but they would rotate shifts. Each squad patrolled the vicinity of the Sky Edge Valley. Any non-human or non-disciple of the Sky Edge Sword Palace would be stopped or even killed.
One had to know that the Sword Guards guarding the Sky Edge Valley were all experts on the level of the Sword Of Gojoseon.
It was said that the captain of this Sword Guard was a high-grade Sword Of Gojoseon.
"Look, isn't that Chu Mu and Qin Shanhe?"
"That's right, it's them. It seems like the two of them have created their own battle team."
"What a joke. Do they think that creating a battle team is a child's game? The two of them actually dared to enter the Blood Wasteland. Maybe they're just giving merits to the other races."
"What's the use of having great talent and great potential? It's the greatest sorrow to not know your own limits."
Before this, Chu Mu and Qin Shanhe had already become famous among the elite disciples. Many elite disciples had seen them before. Some swordsmen who hadn't seen them before had also heard of them. At this moment, they were sizing up Chu Mu and Qin Shanhe with curious eyes.
The two of them didn't expect to become the center of attention as soon as they arrived.
"Chu Mu, you're very brave. You dare to look down on our Demon Slayer Battle Team and still appear here. Kneel down." A loud shout rang out. Following that, a terrifying aura mixed with astonishing sharpness swept over, as if an invisible giant sword was slashing down.
Chu Mu felt his body sink. He was being crushed. Breathing became difficult. His Sword Energy was suppressed and his blood seemed to have stopped flowing.
"It's the captain of the Demon Slayer Battle Team's second core team, Nangong Jie." Qin Shanhe's expression also changed.
The Demon Slayer Squad, as one of the three super squads, was divided into many small squads. There was one ace squad, three core squads, ten elite squads, and thirty official squads. The rest were the official members who didn't have enough strength to join the squads. They were usually substitutes.
For example, if Qin Shanhe joined one of the three super battle teams, he would first be a substitute official member of the official team. This was because every official member of the three super battle teams had to have reached the third class change in Sword Intent Profound.
The Sword Palace had a rule that every small team could not have more than ten people. Basically, every small team of the three Super Battle Teams and the twelve first rate Battle Teams were all full of people.
Nangong Jie was an extremely powerful swordsman. His cultivation base was at the peak of the Complete Origin Realm. His Sword Intent had reached the sixth class and he had two Profound Meanings. The first one had reached the sixth class and the second one had reached the fourth class. He had rich experience in life and death battles. Hundreds of foreign races had died under his sword.
Just his name alone was enough to deter many elite disciples.
Seeing Nangong Jie attacking Chu Mu, the surrounding swordsmen all smiled as if they were waiting for a good show. Nangong Jie's team members also stared at Chu Mu with mocking eyes, as if they wanted to see Chu Mu make a fool of himself.
Then, they were surprised to find that Chu Mu didn't fall under the pressure of Nangong Jie's aura. He didn't even look embarrassed. He only stared at Nangong Jie indifferently, as if Nangong Jie's terrifying aura didn't have any effect.
With a cold snort, Nangong Jie's aura became even sharper. A thick murderous aura mixed with a thick stench of blood swept out. The expressions of the surrounding swordsmen changed drastically. It was as if they had seen countless vengeful spirits howling. This caused them to feel fear and they all retreated.
Qin Shanhe's expression changed. He gritted his teeth and used all of his Spiritual Intent to resist Nangong Jie's aura. Luckily, Nangong Jie was targeting Chu Mu. Qin Shanhe was only slightly affected.
The corner of Chu Mu's eyes twitched. Nangong Jie's aura became even stronger. There were even all kinds of illusions that rushed into his spiritual world. It was as if there were ghosts roaming in his spiritual world, attacking and roaring.
Suddenly, Chu Mu's eyes widened and a sharp light shot out. He used his Spiritual Intent and instantly shattered the illusions that invaded his spiritual world. His own aura was raised to the limit and condensed into one. It was like a sharp sword that cut through Nangong Jie's aura and went against it.
For a moment, they were in a stalemate. This surprised the swordsmen.
Nangong Jie was also very surprised. With his strength, he couldn't suppress a newly promoted elite disciple. He couldn't help but think of what Elder Jin Yanlei said. Don't underestimate Chu Mu.
Thinking of this, Nangong Jie suddenly retracted his aura. Even if he couldn't suppress Chu Mu, he still wanted to embarrass Chu Mu. What he didn't expect was that the moment he retracted his aura, Chu Mu's aura suddenly increased by a lot. It turned into an invisible sharp sword that slashed towards him. Nangong Jie's expression changed. It was as if he saw a divine sword slashing towards him.
The aura that he was about to retract suddenly rushed forward. It surged violently and crushed everything.
Chu Mu immediately retracted his aura and retreated. This caused Nangong Jie's aura to hit nothing. It was as if he had punched the air. There was no target and Nangong Jie's aura couldn't be released. He couldn't help but groan as his Qi and blood surged.
Anyone with a discerning eye could tell that Nangong Jie was at a disadvantage. They couldn't help but be shocked.
"Good, very good, very good." Nangong Jie's face was flushed red. He stared at Chu Mu with fire in his eyes. He was so angry that he laughed. When had he ever been at a disadvantage like this?
"I've always been very good." Chu Mu calmly replied.
"Don't think that just because you can't fight in Sky Peak Valley, you can talk all you want. Pray, pray as much as you can. Don't let the Demon Slayer Squad meet you in the Crimson Wasteland. At that time, you will know what regret is." Nangong Jie's eyes were dark and cold.
Nangong Jie's subordinates all had unfriendly expressions. They stared coldly at Chu Mu.
They could imagine that once Chu Mu left Sky Peak Valley and entered the Crimson Wasteland, his life would be in danger if he met the Demon Slayer Squad.
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