In the middle of the void, not far away from the Black White Boundary, a thousand miles of sword light shone and shone in all directions. It spread out and dispersed the darkness.
The sword light was pure and filled with an extreme feeling, as though it could destroy everything. It was incomparable.
Within the thousand miles of sword light, there was a sword altar that was as big as a mountain.
The sword altar was like a pyramid. It was the smallest at the top and the largest at the bottom. It was very spacious.
With the top as the starting point, there was a total of nine levels. The level that was closest to the top was the first level. There were a total of four spots and there were four futons that were glowing with silver light.
Further down, there were sixteen spots and sixteen futons. That was the second level.
There were even more spots on the third level. There were a total of sixty-four spots. There were two hundred and fifty-six spots on the fourth level. There were a thousand and twenty-four spots on the fifth level. There were four thousand and ninety-six spots on the sixth level. There were sixteen thousand and eighty-four spots on the seventh level. There were sixty-five thousand and thirty-six spots on the eighth level. As for the ninth level, it had the most spots. There were a total of two hundred and sixty-two thousand and one hundred and forty-four spots on the fifth level.
In total, there were three hundred and forty-nine thousand and five hundred and twenty-four spots.
At first glance, three hundred thousand spots and three hundred thousand people seemed to be a lot. However, there were more than a million sword cultivators that came from all directions to listen to Sword Master Ji Kong's sword talk.
Over the generations, there were at least a few hundred million sword cultivators that came. If it weren't for the fact that some places were too far away, there would be more sword cultivators that came.
The sword altar continued to give out sword light. The sword light was a million feet long. It was boundless and shockingly pure.
Outside the sword light, there were many sword cultivators that gathered.
"Let's go."
"I must listen to Sword Master Ji Kong's sword talk."
One by one, the sword cultivators started to charge into the sword light.
The sword altar was in the middle of the thousand miles of sword light. There was still a long way to go from the edge of the sword light to the sword altar.
Of course, to the Mighty God Realm, a few hundred miles was nothing. They could cross it very quickly.
However, there was something mysterious about the sword light.
The speed of the sword cultivators that charged into the sword light started to decrease. It was one-tenth of the original speed and it was still decreasing.
It was as though the sword light was as sticky as water and it would hinder one's movement.
That was the truth. However, it wasn't just that. Only those that entered could feel it clearly.
This sword light was a test.
If one couldn't advance against the sword light and reach the sword altar, one wouldn't be qualified to listen to the Extreme Void Sword Sovereign's sword discussion.
First, the Dao was not easily imparted. Thus, he set up a test to let others know that this opportunity was not easy to come by.
Secondly, the Extreme Void Sword Master was the sovereign of the sword dao. When he held a forum to discuss the sword, he would definitely not talk about low-end things. Instead, he would talk about things of a certain level.
If one was unable to reach the sword altar despite being shrouded by the sword light, it meant that one did not have the ability and potential to reach the sword altar. Even if one was given a position, one would not be able to understand it. It would be a waste.
That sword light was actually a selection mechanism.
Chen Zong also had to challenge the sword light. This was the rule set by the Extreme Void Sword Master.
Regardless of whether or not the quota was set in advance, they had to pass through the sword light first. If they couldn't even pass through the sword light, wouldn't they have wasted a great opportunity and quota?
At the very least, he had to prove that he had the ability to match it.
The army of sword cultivators came from all directions. They were densely packed and looked like a swarm of locusts.
"It's really a magnificent army." Some of the sword cultivators who looked extraordinary laughed. They looked as if they were passing judgment on the world.
"Even so, only a small number of people can pass through the sword light and reach the sword altar."
Chen Zong also saw this scene and he felt an indescribable shock in his heart.
Just think about it. Tens of thousands or even hundreds of thousands of people charging forward at the same time, with a kind of indomitable and selfless attitude. That kind of momentum was very shocking and stirred people's hearts.
Chen Zong took a deep breath to calm himself down. Then, his body moved and he charged into the sword light.
Once Chen Zong entered the sword light, he immediately knew why the speed of the sword cultivators suddenly decreased.
That was because the sword light was as viscous as mercury and it was filled with shocking resistance. Moreover, it also carried a trace of sword pressure. The sword pressure was everywhere and it was suppressing his body from all directions.
This kind of suppression came from all directions. There was no escape.
Chen Zong's heart skipped a beat. He realized something, but it was not enough.
He continued to go deeper.
Every sword cultivator's speed was affected because there were layers of resistance everywhere. In addition, there was the sword pressure. They had to resist the sword pressure to continue moving forward.
Thus, the difference could be seen.
Although the powerful sword cultivators' speed was also affected, they could still be faster than the other sword cultivators.
Chen Zong found that the deeper he went, the stronger the sword pressure was even though the resistance did not change.
Moving at full speed, Chen Zong became like a beam of sword light as he charged forward. He quickly overtook many of the sword cultivators who had entered first. Taking the lead, he stood at the very front, constantly pulling away from the sword cultivators behind him.
His outstanding performance attracted the attention of many sword cultivators, especially those who stayed outside the sword light and watched.
"Who is that?"
"He's so fast. Not bad."
"He's quite strong."
Before long, Chen Zong suddenly stopped and did not move.
"What is he doing?"
A group of sword cultivators was surprised.
Could it be that he could not move forward?
Just now, it was just an explosive attack. Did he exhaust his strength?
The possibility was very low, but it was still possible.
Time passed slowly. The other sword cultivators slowly caught up. They overtook Chen Zong and continued moving forward. Chen Zong still did not move.
Chen Zong was carefully feeling the sword pressure here.
The sword pressure here was strong to a certain extent. Chen Zong felt that the sword pressure gave him some inspiration.
The inspiration for the sword pressure's application extended to the Sword Doctrine Domain.
Currently, Chen Zong's application of the Sword Doctrine Domain's power was to suppress. In an instant, he could release a strong suppressive force to suppress the target, causing the target's movements to slow down or even be unable to move. This would give him the opportunity to use his ultimate move.
There was no doubt that the sword pressure was related to Sword Master Ji Kong. In terms of the application of sword pressure, Chen Zong was not as good as Sword Master Ji Kong. It was like the difference between a rookie and an elite.
However, Chen Zong was talented. He had the memories of Sword Master Dong Ting. Under such a collision, his understanding and control of the sword pressure deepened.
After a period of time, Chen Zong moved again. He continued to move forward. His speed was still shocking. He overtook the group of sword cultivators again and left them behind. He stopped again.
This repeated a few times. Chen Zong finally came to the side of the sword altar. At this moment, some sword cultivators had already climbed up the sword altar and were walking towards those positions.
However, more sword cultivators stopped within the sword light. They could not withstand the increasing sword pressure and were unable to move forward. They could only retreat regretfully.
Chen Zong was at the edge of the sword altar. The sword pressure here was the strongest among the sword lights. Sparks of inspiration kept colliding and flashing.
Wave after wave of sword cultivators broke through the sword lights and climbed up the sword altar. They started to fight for positions.
The ninth level had the most positions. There were more than two hundred thousand of them. However, the ninth level's effect was also the worst. Everyone wanted to fight for a higher level position.
It would be best if they could reach the first level.
However, there were only four positions on the first level. There were only four positions.
Furthermore, it was not easy to fight for them.
The sword pressure on the sword altar was much stronger than the sword lights.
When one reached the ninth level, the sword pressure became even stronger.
Some sword cultivators who climbed up the sword altar stopped. They were unable to move forward.
Some sword cultivators who went past the ninth level to the eighth level also stopped. The sword pressure was too strong. They could not move forward. They could only retreat to the ninth level and fight for a position.
Fortunately, there were more than two hundred thousand positions on the ninth level. There were still some left. A few sword cultivators who still had energy left rushed to the eighth level. They fought for a position.
Chen Zong was not in a hurry. He had already reserved his position. It was one of the four positions on the first level.
Because of this, he did not need to fight for it. He could slowly experience the sword pressure.
There was a specific quota. As long as one crossed the sword light area and stepped onto the sword altar, Chen Zong could use the Void Sword Token to reach the first level.
The Void Sword Owner had not appeared yet. It was not time yet. However, the fight had already begun.
As time passed, Chen Zong also stepped onto the sword altar. He had proven that he was qualified. He could use the Void Sword Token to reach the first level. However, Chen Zong did not do so. Instead, he continued to move forward to feel the sword pressure. He used this to stimulate his own inspiration and increase his understanding and application of the sword pressure. This would then affect the Sword Doctrine Domain.
As more and more sword cultivators poured in, Chen Zong was gradually forgotten.
Competition!
It was starting to get intense.
Fighting was not prohibited here. Under the sword pressure, everyone's power was restricted. Even if they used their ultimate moves, they would not be able to cause much damage.
Because their power was restricted within their bodies, they would not be able to destroy anything else. They would also not affect others.
Everywhere, people could be seen pulling out their swords. They were fighting for a position.
"Idiot!" When someone walked past Chen Zong, he saw that he was still standing there. He did not seem to have any intention of fighting for a position. He could not help but sneer.
Everyone knew that a position was precious. Instead of fighting for it, he stood there without moving. He did not know what he was doing. If he was not an idiot, then what was he?
Once all the positions were taken, it would be a wasted trip. It would be a waste of an opportunity that only came once in a thousand years.
However, Chen Zong did not care. After all, he had already obtained a position. It was the best position. Why should he fight for it?
He had to walk up step by step and experience the changes of the sword pressure. This was the best way to train himself.
It was not that no one thought so. However, the main thing was that they did not dare to do so. The competition was too intense. Once they tried to understand the changes and application of the sword pressure, the position would be snatched away by others. It would be a loss for the greater good.
After all, compared to listening to the Void Sword Owner talk about the sword, feeling the sword pressure was a small matter.
It was inevitable that some people thought that Chen Zong was being foolish. Even if he could feel the sword pressure here, no matter how much he comprehended, how could it be compared to listening to the Void Sword Owner talk about the sword?
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