Today, the wind was calm, the clouds were condensed, and the sun was shining brightly.
Three ten-meter-tall white clouds flew across the sky like auroras, entering the sea of clouds and approaching White Cloud Mountain.
"Looks like we've returned at the right time." The short-haired man swept his eyes across the sky and saw the figures on the white clouds flying back and forth, suddenly grinning.
"The Outer Sect Great Competition is held once every five years, we've returned at the right time." The long-haired man smiled lightly, his voice light like a spring breeze.
"It's just the Outer Sect Great Competition, what's there to see?" The man with a scar on his face grinned disdainfully.
These three people were White Cloud Mountain's Inner Sect disciples, Saint Realm masters.
The gap between the Transcendent Realm and the Saint Realm was too big, like the difference between heaven and earth. No matter how strong a Transcendent was, in the eyes of a Saint Realm master, they were like ants.
It was like comparing a True Martial Realm to a Transcendent.
No matter how strong a True Martial Realm master was, in front of a Transcendent, they were nothing.
"Li Xing, we were also Outer Sect disciples." The short-haired man glanced at the scarred man and curled his lips.
White Cloud Mountain's Outer Sect disciples were divided into three grades: Human Grade, Earth Grade, and Heaven Grade.
Disciples of different grades lived on different peaks, and the number of disciples was also different.
White clouds flew up into the sky at an extremely fast speed, flying from one peak to the other, heading towards the sky above White Cloud Mountain.
In the sky above White Cloud Mountain, a sea of clouds gathered together, as if condensing into a floating island.
This floating island of clouds floated five thousand meters above the ground, motionless, and covered a large area.
One by one, figures arrived and landed on the floating island of clouds. Not long after, there were many people present.
White Cloud Mountain's Outer Sect had more than ten thousand Human Grade disciples, more than two thousand Earth Grade disciples, and more than two hundred Heaven Grade disciples.
The Outer Sect Great Competition was a grand event held once every five years, and it was a great attraction to any Outer Sect disciple.
Those who were confident in their strength would definitely participate, while those who were not strong enough could also participate and fight with stronger Senior Brothers and Junior Brothers to improve themselves.
At the very least, they would be reduced to spectators, witnessing the grand event held once every five years.
There were more than twelve thousand Outer Sect disciples, and most of them were present. As for those who were not present, they were unable to make it back in time.
However, those who did not make it in the end were in the minority, because the Outer Sect Great Competition every five years was very important to all Outer Sect disciples, those who were unable to make it back, there were often special reasons.
Generally speaking, many forces would invite some experts to come and watch the competition. This way, they could better promote the prestige of the sect and strengthen its reputation.
White Cloud Mountain was different from these factions. As an eight-star faction, they were powerful and had a deep foundation. They did not need the recognition of the outside world at all. Therefore, White Cloud Mountain did not invite outsiders to participate in the quinquennial Outer Sect Grand Tournament.
The might of White Cloud Mountain no longer needed to be displayed through some small tricks. It was there, standing tall for tens of thousands of years. It was unshakable. In this land, it was supreme.
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White Cloud Floating Island was not a real island. It was formed from the sea of clouds of White Cloud Mountain. It was the work of a Daolord of White Cloud Mountain.
More than ten thousand Outer Sect disciples landed on White Cloud Floating Island and withdrew their white clouds. The ground was soft and comfortable to the touch.
This was especially true for the disciples who were stepping on White Cloud Floating Island for the first time. It was soft but did not collapse.
Chen Zong, who was secretly amazed, felt a sharp and cold gaze. It was like a sharp sword was coming straight at him, as if it wanted to pierce through him.
Turning his head, Chen Zong saw Xu Ling staring at him from a few thousand meters away.
"Chen Zong, I will avenge the humiliation of your sword," Xu Ling saw Chen Zong's gaze and immediately transmitted his voice to Chen Zong. His cold voice entered Chen Zong's ears.
Chen Zong withdrew his gaze and ignored Xu Ling, as if he had not heard anything.
More than a year ago, Xu Ling was unable to resist his sword. Now, after more than a year of cultivation, Chen Zong's improvement was terrifying. Even if Xu Ling had made great progress, he was still not his opponent.
Peak Ninth Layer Transcendent Realm!
This was one of the fruits of Xu Ling's hard work over the past year, but Chen Zong was confident that no matter how much Xu Ling improved, he would not be able to catch up to him.
Releasing his powerful Spiritual Sense, Chen Zong covered all the disciples in his surroundings, but none of them were aware of his presence.
Relying on his powerful Spiritual Sense, Chen Zong carefully sensed the aura fluctuations of each Outer Sect disciple.
There were nearly twelve thousand people who had arrived, and more than half of them had reached the Transcendent Late Stage, or nearly six thousand.
The so-called Transcendent Late Stage referred to the Seventh to Ninth Layer Transcendent Realm.
There were nearly six thousand disciples who had at least reached the Seventh Layer Transcendent Realm, an astonishing number.
The rest were all Mid and Early Transcendent Realm cultivators, with the majority being Mid Transcendent Realm and only a few hundred Early Transcendent Realm cultivators.
It was certain that the Early and Mid Transcendent Realm cultivators were only here to spectate, only the Late Transcendent Realm cultivators were truly qualified to participate in the Sect Competition.
This was not discrimination, but a fact.
Under normal circumstances, a clear gap in cultivation would also lead to a clear gap in strength. A Sixth Layer Transcendent Realm cultivator would not be a match for a Seventh Layer Transcendent.
What's more, even if a genius Sixth Layer Transcendent had the strength to contend with or even defeat a Seventh Layer Transcendent, they would not necessarily be an opponent for an Eighth Layer Transcendent.
What really attracted Chen Zong's attention were the Late Transcendent Realm cultivators, especially the Ninth Layer Transcendent Realm.
Of the nearly six thousand Late Transcendent Realm disciples, there were more than a thousand who had reached the Ninth Layer Transcendent Realm. Each of them possessed a tyrannical aura, and even if they did not deliberately release it, the fluctuations they exuded were astonishing.
Among the Ninth Layer Transcendent Realm cultivators, there were also some who were strong and some who were weak, and there were more than a hundred who had reached the peak of the Ninth Layer Transcendent Realm.
The peak of the Ninth Layer Transcendent Realm in the Lingwu Holy World was theoretically equivalent to the peak of the Ninth Layer Heavenly Profound Realm in Blue Wave World, but the difference in strength was enormous.
It could be said that the strength of an ordinary peak Ninth Layer Transcendent Realm cultivator in the Lingwu Holy World completely exceeded the strength of an ordinary peak Ninth Layer Heavenly Profound Realm cultivator in Blue Wave World, many times stronger. Even a master below the Titled Emperor Realm could compare.
There were even powerful peak Ninth Layer Transcendent Realm cultivators who possessed the strength of an Emperor Realm master in Blue Wave World.
Strength, the stronger the better. Only then would he be able to fight to his heart's content. Chen Zong thought to himself, a sharp light flashing across his eyes.
More than a year ago, when he returned from Blue Wave World, his strength was so tyrannical that even without using the Scarlet Flame Flowing Edge Sword, he could still be considered an extremely high level Transcendent. Even compared to the masters on the previous Cloud List, he could rank among the top twenty.
Then, after more than a year of secluded cultivation, the potential he had stimulated during his life and death experiences in Blue Wave World had been transformed into cultivation and strength. As for what level his strength had reached now, Chen Zong was actually not very clear.
He could only be certain that he was stronger than he was a year ago, much stronger than he was a year ago, enough to easily defeat him.
Then, if he wanted to know how strong he was, the most direct way was to fight with a strong opponent.
The stronger the opponent, the better it would be to test his strength.
Of course, there was a limit to how strong a master could be. If he was too strong, to the point where he could not compete, then he would be defeated very quickly. As for how strong he was, it was still unclear.
Chen Zong's Spiritual Sense was extraordinary. Even a half-step Saint Realm master would find it difficult to detect, and with his extraordinary perception, Chen Zong could sense the strength of a few peak Ninth Layer Transcendent Realm cultivators.
Their bodies seemed to contain extremely terrifying power. They were like giant beasts that were in a deep slumber. Once they woke up, they would erupt with astonishing power. Chen Zong secretly thought about this power and could not help but feel surprised.
White Cloud Mountain was an Eight Star Force with an incomparable heritage and strength. Naturally, the requirements for recruiting disciples were also very high. If one's talent was insufficient, they would not be able to enter White Cloud Mountain's eyes, let alone become a disciple.
As a result, every disciple of White Cloud Mountain, even if they were the lowest Human Rank disciples in the outer sect, could be considered a genius in the outside world. They were completely superior to ordinary cultivators.
Outstanding talent coupled with the powerful heritage of an Eight Star Force like White Cloud Mountain, their strength would not be weak.
"More than a year ago, Gao Hongjing was very strong, stronger than the top Demon Emperors of Blue Wave World's Earth Demon Abyss, close to the half-step Saint Realm." Chen Zong used his spiritual awareness to carefully observe those disciples who gave him a strong feeling. At the same time, he pondered, "After more than a year of cultivation, Gao Hongjing's strength should not be stagnant. Then, it is very likely that he already has the strength of a Semi-Saint."
The reason why proud sons of Heaven were proud sons of Heaven was that they could do what others could not and fight above their level.
The gap between the Transcendent Realm and the half-step Saint Realm was not too big, because the half-step Saint Realm was not a name for cultivation, but a level of strength, referring to the strength that surpassed the Transcendent Realm but was inferior to the Saint Realm.
The gap between the Transcendent Realm and the half-step Saint Realm was huge, but the gap between the half-step Saint Realm and the Saint Realm was even bigger.
No matter how powerful a half-step Saint was, he would not have much resistance in front of an ordinary Saint Realm master.
But it was not absolute. It was rumored that some peerless geniuses could compete with ordinary Saint Realm masters when they were at the half-step Saint Realm.
But, that might be a legend.
With a myriad of thoughts, Chen Zong associated Gao Hongjing with other people, other people on the Cloud Roll.
Fu Yunxiao, the first on the Cloud Roll, was definitely not inferior to Gao Hongjing in strength, possibly even stronger.
Bai Xiyue, the third on the Cloud Roll, might not be as strong as Gao Hongjing, but it was estimated that the difference was not much.
"Then, the top three of the last Cloud Roll may already have the strength of a half-step Saint."
"No, maybe not only the top three on the Cloud Roll, but also the top five or top ten. They may all have the strength of a half-step Saint."
At the thought of this, Chen Zong could not help but feel his blood boil, like the water of a great river, surging and surging in his body. The fighting spirit also grew from the depths of his blood, from the bottom of his heart, and from the depths of his soul. In an instant, it swept through his whole body and was about to soar into the sky.
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