hundred people gathered here, all waiting for Lord Jiang Zhiyuan's order before setting off to the Tomb of Life and Death.Among them, a part indeed harbored naive fantasies, thinking that the Lord's...Lu Yi Ming knew Yun Hao's strength, so he set up this sparring match between newcomers. He wanted to use this opportunity to offer Qing Yang Pai's Zhengyang Divine Sword to Yun Hao as a gift for joining the Wufang Sect.

And Yun Hao wouldn't refuse this battle.

His sword is the Sword of the Human Emperor.

"Having come to the divine realm, it is no longer under the blessing of humanity. Though stronger than ordinary divine weapons, it… is ultimately still not strong enough."

In some intense battles, the Human Emperor's Sword is very likely to be destroyed.

This is a testament to his journey in the world of Azure. He doesn't want the scene where the Emperor Sword is destroyed to happen again.

Right now, there's a chance to obtain a stronger divine sword, he certainly wouldn't miss it.

This is the sword of the previous headmaster of the Qingyang School. Listening to Lü Yi, the other party was a short-lived ghost and apparently died unexpectedly.

The Qingyang Sect has never produced a Heavenly God-level expert, but almost every generation's sect master is either a high-ranking or peak True God in cultivation.

Such strength, in a place like the Realm of Chaos, isn't top-tier, but it's still a force to be reckoned with.

Such a person's former sword companion is hardly inferior!

Yun Hao left the hall.

Zhang Ting, who was in charge of notifying Yunhao to come to the main hall, was still waiting outside.

Zhang Han, who had been thinking deeply behind the wall, also came out...

Zhang Han scratched his head, awkwardly welcoming her forward.

"That, junior brother, about last time… it was an accident… a real accident… I didn't mean to hurt you at all, I swear, I really…"

"Brother, don't worry about it. I didn't take it to heart at all." Yun Hao said with a carefree smile.

Zhang Han smiled and said, "I told you so, Yun Shixiong looks like someone who can accomplish great things. He wouldn't be petty... Tomorrow, Yun Shixiong is going to challenge the new disciples of Qingyang School in a martial arts competition. I'm going to cheer him on!"

"After twenty years, this time our Wuwei Sect is sure to make a name for ourselves and restore the glory of our senior brother!"

Yunhao: "Has Senior Brother ever sparred like this before"

The master brother of the Wu Wei Zong, Bai Li Guang, he has heard his name many times but never met him.

But he knew that Bai Li Guang in Wu Wei Sect was a legendary figure.

Zhang Han and Zhang Ting simply worshipped Bai Li Guang.

"Well, when the eldest senior brother first joined the Wuwei Sect, the master wanted to test him, so he chose the new disciples of the Qingyang School as his target... The eldest senior brother was very strong. He blocked right at the foot of the Qingyang School's mountain and beat all the over a hundred new disciples they had recruited."

Speaking of this, Zhang Hanlai became excited and said: “And they were all one move, one strike at a time. The big brother even said that if anyone could make him use two moves, he would consider himself defeated.”

Zhang Ting: "The reason Master chose to fight against the Qingyang Sect is because the disciples of the Qingyang Sect were very despicable. They used some conditions to blackmail Master, asking him for the cultivation secrets of the San Sheng Hua. After that incident, the disciples of the Qingyang Sect wanted to regain face, so they would pull our Wu Wei Sect's newcomers every year to spar with them..."

Zhang Han sighed: "Ever since Senior Brother made a grand display of power, the new disciples at Wufang Sect have been unlucky for twelve years, and there are eight more…Wufang Sect hasn't recruited any new disciples."

Yunhao: "..."

Originally, the conflict between Wufang and Qingyang school was all because of this.

…………

The next day.

Around a massive plaza, the new disciples of the Qingyang Sect had arrived early.

This is the stage of Qianzong Alliance!

Lin Zhan didn't come.

He looked down on this kind of boring sparring, thinking it wasn't worth wasting time on.

The high-level officials of the Qingyang Sect did not force Lin Zhan, after all, dealing with a newcomer from the Wuwei Sect did not require using such a skilled person like Lin Zhan.

Listen up, everyone. When the new recruit from Wuwei Sect, Yun Hao, arrives,

"Just beat the crap out of them, but don't kill them!" Elder Wang Hua said. Beside him, an inner sect disciple helped explain further.

All the newcomers nodded in agreement.

"I'll go first!"

"Let me do it!"

"I am willing to contribute to the sect!"

Then, a group of new disciples from the Qingyang School began vying to fight the first match.

After all...

Maybe we can just end it with one fight.

The Wúwéi Sect only had one new disciple, Yun Hao. A single attack crushed him, leaving him unable to stand. After that, no one else dared to make a move.

Opportunities to perform are rare!

Moreover, this also concerns the Qingyang School using the Zheng Yang Divine Sword and the Wubei Sect's Three Lives Flower Cultivation Secret Method as stakes.

Qīngyáng's victory in obtaining the cultivation secrets of Sānshēnghuā was also due to his great contributions.

Okay, there's no need to argue anymore. He Wei, you'll be the first one up later.

Elder Wang personally called out each name.

This is a newcomer at the second level of the initial god realm.

The reason we chose him is that his skill is one aspect, but there's another aspect as well: He Wei's kid comes from a good family and knows how to navigate the world.

Wang Hua received many thoughtful gifts from He Wei last night.

The man named Wei, instantly broke into a smile and said, "Thank you Elder for the opportunity. I will definitely not disappoint your expectations!"

The other new recruits around looked at He Wei with expressions of envy and jealousy.

As time slowly passed, more and more people came to see the excitement.

But not many. Around the huge ring, only a few scattered figures stood in small groups.

After all, the strength of the Qingyang School is not even considered middle-class among the eighty or so sects in the Thousand Sects Alliance, and the Wuwei Sect is even at the bottom...

There's nothing to see here, only those who have nothing better to do would come and stir up the excitement.

And near the ring, there were also pavilions.

These lofts are prepared for some big shots of the Qianzong League. Sometimes, there will be highly anticipated matchups on the stage. Those big shots naturally couldn't squeeze in to watch around the ring; they were all sitting in the lofts.

This is the time.

In an attic.

There was a stunningly beautiful woman with an elegant demeanor sitting by the window on the attic floor. Her clear and bright eyes were fixed on the stage.

Behind the woman, stood an old woman.

"Why would a young lady be interested in such a contest" the old woman asked curiously.

A faint smile appeared on the woman's face as she said, "Lü Yī of the Wuwei Sect is even willing to use the secret art of cultivating Three Lives Flowers as a bet. It seems he has great confidence in that Yun Hao."

The old woman said: "This is not worth the young lady's attention."

The woman shook her head and said, "Perhaps, this could be the second hundred-li light."

The old woman: “This… Lu Yi being able to pick up a hundred-li light is already an immense stroke of luck for the Wufan Sect. It’s impossible for him to have such luck again!”

The woman seemed to be lost in thought, she didn't speak right away. After a while, she said, “I think the entire Qianzong League may have underestimated Lu Yi.”

Everyone thought Lü Yi got lucky finding the Hundred Li Light, but I think without Lü Yi, the Hundred Li Light wouldn't have shone this brightly!

The old woman clearly had a different opinion on this, but she did not refute her young mistress.

…………

Around the stage.

The disciples of the Qingyang Sect who arrived early began to get impatient waiting.

"Aren't you coming"

"Aren't you afraid to come"

"Well, looks like the headmaster of Wúwéizōng, Lü Yì, went back on his word after yesterday's speech!"

Qingyang Sect Elder Wang Hua let out a mocking laugh and said, “It’s useless to go back on your word. Not coming is admitting defeat. Later, just go straight to the Wúwéi Sect and demand the cultivation secrets of Sanshenghua. He won't give it even if he has to!”

In this way, the Qingyang School would have a legitimate reason to take action.

"Come on, the Qingyang sect naturally wouldn't be able to handle a fallen Wuwei sect!"

"Oh, I overslept! Almost forgot what I was supposed to do. Thankfully, I'm not too late." Just then, Lü Yi's voice rang out.

The next moment.

All eyes turned towards the direction the voice came from.

Only to see Lü Yi leading dozens of people, flying over from the air.

This is about half of the people who practice Wu Wei.

Next.

A figure in the team directly landed on the stage.

"Whoosh!"

A cold light flashed, and the sword blade drew from its sheath.

Yun Hao coldly shouted, "The first battle, who will come!"

Below the stage.

All the new disciples of Qingyang Sect were dumbfounded, looking at Yun Hao...

It's actually him!day present, was unwilling to give up even if he had a conflict with the people of the Eastern Desolate Sacred Land. In the end, he died tragically at the hands of the people from the Eastern Desolate...