"Perhaps from the moment you took away my tri-colored arrow, I was destined to be unable to escape from your grasp. Forget it …"
Wan Yanjing gave up resisting and slowly closed his eyes.
"Yue Wu …"
Suddenly, a low moan came out of Zhou Yang's mouth. Then, Wanyan Jing felt the man on top of him stop.
Just like last time, he stopped at the most crucial moment.
"Tang Yuewu!"
Wanyan Ji said as he pushed Zhou Yang away.
"Zhou Yang, you're worse than a beast, wuwu …"
After saying this, Wanyan Jing grabbed his clothes and started crying.
"What happened just now?" Zhou Yang pretended to be puzzled.
"Stop pretending, you beast," Wanyan Jing scolded.
Zhou Yang had an awkward expression on his face. After a long while, he finally said, "You should have seen it just now, right? It's the power of the Blood Lotus that's affecting me, that's why I …"
"You don't have to say anything. I know."
After Wanyan Jing finished speaking, he put on his clothes and said, "My wounds have healed. You can go down the mountain. I will take care of my own matters."
"Descend the mountain!"
Zhou Yang walked to the edge of the cliff and looked up and down. He saw countless lights at the foot of the mountain. Other than Heavy Sword Peak, the disciples of the other four peaks had already raised their battle flags and were waiting for the arrival of the chief disciple.
"It's too late to go down the mountain now."
Wanyan Jing went to the cliff and looked around. He sighed and said, "Zhou Yang, there's only one way left. Wait for the elders and the peak leaders to come. Admit your mistake and I'll go with them …"
"Do you think it's possible? Ever since I awakened my Astral Soul, it's impossible for me to lower my head to anyone."
Zhou Yang's eyes lit up. Wanyan Jing stared blankly for a long time before he finally understood that it was impossible to persuade this man.
Both of them fell silent. They knew that the night had passed and the sun was rising from the east.
"Buzz …"
The bell rang again, and the war drums continued to beat. The disciples of the four peaks slowly climbed up the mountain under the guidance of their respective chief protector disciples.
As the sun rose, the stone steps at the foot of the mountain were already filled with people. There were a total of four people in the lead.
Long Xuanhong, the head protector disciple of Heavenly Sword Peak.
Gu Liushui, the chief protector disciple of Yaori Peak.
Moonlight Peak's Head Guardian Disciple, Xia Bingxin.
And Sun Rising Peak's Head Guardian Disciple, Shadowless!
The four of them had different expressions. Shadowless and the others looked at Zhou Yang with disdain while Xia Bingxin was confused.
She didn't understand why Zhou Yang would come here. No one had been here for decades. Even the Third Prince wouldn't come here.
But now, both shadowless and Xia Bingxin didn't say anything. They were waiting for someone, someone who could preside over this battle.
"It's been a long time, maybe thirty years …"
An ancient voice came from the other side of the mountain peak. A white-haired old man slowly walked towards Zhou Yang. When he reached Zhou Yang's side, he looked at the red war flag.
"Greetings, peak leader!"
Everyone cupped their hands and looked at the old man.
The peak master of Zenith Peak!
Hearing the way the crowd addressed him, Zhou Yang couldn't help but focus. It was said that the Summit Peak's Peak Master was the Junior Brother of the previous generation's Sect Master. Even Qing Yun had to address him as Martial Uncle, and he had a transcendent status in the entire Dragonwu Country.
"What's your name?" the old man asked Zhou Yang.
"Disciple Liu Xing!" Zhou Yang cupped his hands and said.
"Liu Xing … should be an alias. But it doesn't matter. Since you lit up the war flag, the battle for the summit begins."
Then, the old man turned around and looked at the crowd.
"Ordinary disciples of Tiangang Sword Sect, other than the Sword Master, everyone can participate in this battle for the summit. The time will be six days later at dusk. The guardian of the flag, Liu Xing. During this time, life and death will not matter within the range of the summit."
"Now, as the Summit Peak's Peak Master, I announce that the battle for the summit begins!"
The deep voice resounded through the entire Tiangang Sword Sect and entered everyone's ears.
The battle for the summit begins!
The old man's figure disappeared from the cliff and the bell rang for the third time.
After a long while, the bell rang and the disciples of the four peaks pulled out their spiritual swords.
"Liu Xing, what ability do you have to start the battle for the summit? You are blaspheming the summit." Long Xuanhong stared at Zhou Yang in disdain.
"There's no point in talking. Who's going to get rid of him?" Gu Liushui smiled.
"I see that Junior Sister Xia has a close relationship with Liu Xing. Why don't we let her kill him?"
Shadowless smiled coldly and looked at Xia Bingxin.
Xia Bingxin frowned and didn't make a sound.
"Junior Sister Xia, did you forget Senior Sister Zhou's advice? This is your last chance to perform. Don't be like Zhan Hao … "Shadowless said coldly.
Xia Bingxin was startled. Zhan Hao, the head protector disciple of Sky Sword Feng Junpo. He was a bit weaker than Long Xuanhong, but because he refused to participate in the Ascent Battle last night, he lost his position as head protector disciple.
In Tiangang Sword Sect, the true power was in the hands of a few people. She, as the head protector disciple, was just someone else's flag.
"Liu Xing, why do you want to start the battle for the summit?"
After a while, Xia Bingxin looked at Zhou Yang and asked.
"For a friend, to repay a favor, and even more so for revenge!" Zhou Yang said solemnly.
Xia Bingxin looked at Wan Yanjing and after thinking for a long while, she suddenly smiled.
"Liu Xing, you're right. Maybe my choice is right, maybe my cousin is right too."
Saying this, Xia Bingxin retreated to the back of the crowd.
"Xia Bingxin, what are you doing?" Shadowless said angrily.
"I have the right to give up the battle for the summit."
Saying this, Xia Bingxin flew away.
Shadowless and the other two frowned, but it was just a frown. Xia Bingxin's departure wouldn't cause any loss to them.
"With our identities, if we fight, it'll seem like we're overestimating him. Why don't we let the few of you fight?" Gu Liushui smiled.
"That's fine. Junior Brother He and Junior Brother Yan, are you two confident?" Long Xuanhong looked at He Yutang and Yan Wudi.
The two's faces turned pale. Before yesterday, they might have agreed decisively but after Zhou Yang killed Xiao Qianye, they didn't dare to fight Zhou Yang head-on.
"Since that's the case, Junior Brother Mo and Junior Sister Xie, you four can fight." Shadowless smiled.
"Our three peaks have sent people, your Morning Sun Peak should send someone too. Why don't you let Junior Brother Shangguan participate?" Long Xuanhong glanced at Shangguan Ting and said.
"Senior Brother Long, you can let me go but I don't want to join hands with them. I can kill Liu Xing alone." Shangguan Ting said coldly.
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