The floating clouds in the sky fluctuated in all directions, like a tidal wave, like a storm, endless and overwhelming.
An indescribable force of heaven and earth followed, pressing down.
"Sky Cloud … Sky Refining Sword!" The voice was vast and boundless, as if it was rolling down from the heavens like the thunder at the beginning of the world. It was getting lower and lower, getting softer and softer.
The clouds were vast and boundless while the horizon was lofty, and it surged and crushed down with the force of toppling mountains and overturning seas. The sword light seemed to have slashed apart the heavens and the earth, and it tore through the ages as it struck down from the sky with a vast and boundless might.
Chen Zong's expression was extremely solemn. The sword light was like a piece of the sky, pressing down.
Full strength!
Eighty percent Half-step Sword Intent!
Misty Rain Rising Clouds!
With one strike, the sword light disappeared. Only the clouds were like fog, formed by countless extremely sharp and peerless sword Qi. They pierced through the sky and shot out, as if they were going to shatter the heavens.
Among them, the changes were unpredictable and abnormally mysterious.
Countless sword lights collided, as if the heavens and the earth were colliding, bursting with an incomparably tyrannical force, raging endlessly in all directions.
Chen Zong's eyes narrowed slightly. What he saw in his eyes were streaks of turbulent flow, like sword Qi shooting, circling, cutting, and twisting endlessly.
Boom!
He suddenly stomped his feet, and an incomparably tyrannical force burst out in an instant. The ground was immediately trampled and shattered, creating layers of ripples. An incomparably strong recoil force instantly rushed up, pushing Chen Zong's body, like a sharp sword tearing through the sky, rushing straight up.
His figure was as fast as the aurora, and extremely agile. He avoided the streaks of turbulent flow, cutting and twisting, quickly approaching Fan Lin.
Fan Lin saw a figure approaching with an extremely terrifying force. He was instantly shocked and struck out with his sword.
The figure in front of him dissipated like an illusion under the sword, and an extremely terrifying wind whistled and attacked.
Cut!
The sword seemed to cut off the connection between heaven and earth.
Unable to dodge, Fan Lin could only raise his sword to block.
An extremely terrifying force burst out continuously, like a raging wave that wanted to destroy everything.
Boom!
Under the explosive force, Fan Lin's entire body fell from the sky. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood as he was slightly injured.
Looking down from above, Chen Zong's eyes emitted an incomparably bright light as he stared at Fan Lin. With a shake of his huge sword, an extremely terrifying aura instantly burst forth, as though it was repelling the air, causing his speed to rise to the maximum. His speed was too fast, and the friction between his body and the air instantly erupted.
Charge!
When the sword struck down, it was as if heaven and earth were falling apart.
Fan Lin was once again struck by the sword, and his entire body fell once more.
Chen Zong seized the opportunity and swung his sword repeatedly, gathering his strength to the extreme.
Heart Domain!
In that instant, all of Fan Lin's flaws were revealed.
Innate Fiend Force Field!
An astonishing baleful aura directly attacked, causing Fan Lin to be slightly startled in an instant. An illusion of a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood appeared before his eyes. His mind was attacked, and his strength was also affected.
The sword slashed down, and there was no way to block it.
Under this sword, Fan Lin spat out a mouthful of blood.
Defeat!
Under the impact of the Heart Domain and the Innate Ferocious Force Field, Fan Lin was inevitably defeated.
Of course, Chen Zong might have borrowed the power of the Asura doppelganger, but the fact was that he had defeated his opponent.
"You …" Fan Lin stared at Chen Zong angrily and wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth.
"The quota belongs to me," Chen Zong said straightforwardly.
"Don't even think about it," Fan Lin said angrily. This caused many people to frown.
Since victory or defeat was decided by the sword, one should admit defeat. But now, it seemed like he wanted to act shamelessly. It was extremely embarrassing.
"I announce that the last quota belongs to Chen Zong," the expert said, making the final decision.
Chen Zong heaved a sigh of relief, but Fan Lin's expression became even more unpleasant.
"Wait, I didn't agree to decide the quota through a duel," Fan Lin immediately explained.
"Since you didn't agree, why did you attack?" That expert swept his gaze over, his gaze incomparably sharp, causing Fan Lin's entire body to tremble, and he was speechless.
Fan Lin was about to speak again.
"Shut up," Ye Chendao suddenly said. Ye Chendao suddenly spoke. His voice was cold and harsh, like a cold wind blowing across the sky. There was a trace of sharpness in the depths of his indifferent eyes, like a heavenly sword with endless power, which made Fan Lin tremble all over.
The threat that Ye Chendao brought seemed to be even greater than the Saint Realm expert.
Immediately, Ye Chendao's gaze turned and fell on Chen Zong. In an instant, Chen Zong felt a chill run down his spine, as if he was being seen through.
Ye Chendao's eyes seemed calm, but they were extremely sharp, causing people to be terrified. They pierced straight into their hearts and souls.
An ordinary Sage-to-be would immediately lose all their fighting spirit if they looked into Ye Chendao's eyes.
"Is this the peerless genius who can turn the tide and enter the Saint Realm?" Chen Zong was secretly shocked, but he still looked into Ye Chendao's eyes without fear.
"You … Very good," Ye Chendao nodded slightly and said calmly. He withdrew his gaze and ignored Chen Zong.
Those who didn't know would think that Ye Chendao was praising Chen Zong, but Chen Zong felt a trace of pressure from Ye Chendao's words. It was an indescribable pressure that went straight to the depths of his heart.
Fan Lin smiled coldly and stared at Chen Zong, a trace of pity flashing in the depths of his eyes.
It seemed that being "praised" by Ye Chendao was not a good thing.
Chen Zong wasn't afraid. He didn't know how many people he had offended to reach this point. Many of them were stronger than him, but he still walked step by step. Until now, he was standing here, and he still wanted to continue forward. No one could stop him from moving forward.
"Good, three people from the Mysterious Nether Territory have won the quota," the group of experts from the Mysterious Nether Territory were overjoyed.
In the previous tournament, only one person had managed to enter the Xuanyuan Sacred Assembly. This time around, no one knew how many people there would be. However, no matter what, with so many sky-prides competing against each other, it was already an amazing feat to be able to obtain three spots in the Regional Tournament.
However, what made everyone feel surprised was that Chen Zong was actually one of the three spots.
Everyone felt that it was natural for Xu Mubai and Jian Lingxiao to win the quota. If they couldn't win the quota with their strength, it would be even more impossible for the others.
However, the peerless geniuses who were ranked third to tenth on the Dark Leaderboard did not win the quota. Instead, Chen Zong won the quota.
It was unbelievable.
"Lucky bastard!" Sima Li said in a low voice. He was very unhappy.
Immediately, many geniuses from the Mysterious Nether Territory glared at him.
"Try your luck if you can," Nan Wukong said coldly.
"Being lucky is also a kind of ability. Do you have such ability?" Zhen Tuo retorted with a cold smile.
Sima Li's face turned ugly, but he did not say anything else. He vaguely knew that if he said anything bad, he might incur the wrath of the crowd. That would not be fun.
"Congratulations to the 30 of you for winning the quota in the Regional Tournament and advancing to the Path Tournament. Now, let's set off for the Ming Yuan Path," an expert from the Skycloud Continent said.
Immediately, the huge white cloud produced a suction force again, sucking all 30 geniuses up and onto the white cloud.
The white cloud shuddered before flying forward at an incredible speed, as if it were repelling space itself.
"Quick, keep up." The experts from the Mysterious Nether Territory also drove the Mysterious Nether Ship and followed.
The Ming Yuan Path was one of the three paths in the Xuanyuan Dynasty.
The Xuanyuan Dynasty was composed of one capital, three paths, nine states, and twenty-seven prefectures.
One capital and three paths each had their own jurisdiction. In theory, they were on the same level. Of course, as the capital of the Xuanyuan Dynasty, the capital was subconsciously half a level higher.
The nine states were under the direct jurisdiction of the three paths. Each path had jurisdiction over three states. The twenty-seven prefectures were under the direct jurisdiction of the nine states. Each state had jurisdiction over three prefectures.
For example, Mountain Flow Prefecture, Horizontal River Prefecture, and Copper Mountain Prefecture were under the direct jurisdiction of the Skycloud Continent. Therefore, whenever the Xuanyuan Dynasty held a grand event, the three prefectures would gather in the Skycloud Continent.
The Skycloud Continent was under the jurisdiction of one of the three paths, the Ming Yuan Path. The other two continents were the Canglang Continent and the Wanlin Continent.
The geniuses from the Skycloud Continent, the Canglang Continent, and the Wanlin Continent would compete with the geniuses from the Ming Yuan Path for the quota to participate in the Xuanyuan Sacred Assembly.
This competition would be very important, far more important than the previous two.
On the white cloud, the 30 geniuses were adjusting their breaths to prepare for the Path Tournament of the Ming Yuan Path.
Chen Zong was constantly reflecting on the battle with Sima Huanyu, the battle with the high rank demon beast, the battle with the Black Flame Forest. In each battle, he had used all his strength and all his means, and each battle had brought him great enlightenment.
Now, Chen Zong was reliving the battles to comprehend and improve himself.
Suddenly, a flash of sword light appeared in his mind. The sword light was extremely sharp, like a meteor streaking across the sky, piercing through everything and erupting with unparalleled terrifying power.
The journey from the Skycloud Continent to the Ming Yuan Path was not short. With the speed of the giant white cloud, it would take at least four to five days to arrive.
These four to five days were enough for everyone to cultivate and comprehend, improving themselves as much as possible. At the very least, they would be able to adjust themselves to their peak condition.
After a day, Chen Zong had finished comprehending. Although his strength had not improved, his accumulation had become deeper and more vigorous.
"The unique skill, Misty Rain Cloud, has been further perfected. It's just that this skill focuses more on changes. It's mainly used to confuse and disturb the opponent, and it's supplemented by Sword Qi," Chen Zong said to himself.
The Misty Rain Morning Cloud was indeed a very good ultimate move, but it was also very obvious. It was more focused on changing. It was like an illusory fog that changed constantly. It could interfere and confuse the opponent's judgment, and use the Sword Qi that was hidden within it to kill.
In terms of direct lethality and attack power, Misty Rain Cloud was not strong enough. When Chen Zong first created it, he did not think much about it. However, as he used it in battles, especially against strong opponents, its drawbacks became apparent.
Of course, it was not accurate to use the word "drawback" to describe it. After all, there was no such thing as perfection.
"If I have the chance, I should create a unique skill focused on attacking," Chen Zong said to himself.
Unique skills with different strengths and weaknesses naturally had their own strengths and weaknesses. It depended on how to use them to improve their power to the extreme.
However, for now, Chen Zong did not have any clues. Therefore, he was not in a hurry.
Creating a unique skill could not be forced. It required enough accumulation and the right timing.
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