It seemed that several inner disciples who usually had a bad relationship with Wu Tao had conspired to teach him a lesson.
Despite just appearing here, Wu Tao showed no signs of discomfort.
Facing several ill-intentioned gazes, the corners of his mouth curved into a cold sneer, making no attempt to block them.
He let the oppressive aura crush him, allowing the combined force to bear down on him.
"Whoa!!!"
Almost simultaneously, the sources of those oppressive auras, the very people who intended to put the usually uncooperative Wu Tao in his place, all let out a gasp of surprise.
...
In the next moment, they discovered that the combined aura they had exerted to suppress Wu Tao had been effortlessly swept away by an incomparably powerful and overbearing sword intent.
"Hmph!"
Immediately after, a cold snort accompanied by a spiritual attack echoed in the ears of those individuals.
These were all inner disciples who had successfully advanced to the next stage by winning their ten-person battles; none of them were weak.
...
They possessed numerous means of defense and survival, so they naturally had ways to counter a mere spiritual attack.
However, just as they were each deploying their defenses against this spiritual assault.
The pinnacle of sword sharpness, the uncompromising, all-or-nothing, self-sacrificing aura of a sword cultivator, erupted.
This aura, vast as an abyss, seemingly capable of severing anything, rushed towards those individuals.
And in the next second, it was instantly retracted.
In this process of unleashing and retracting, not only those who had shown hostility towards Wu Tao earlier, but also those who had been silently observing, their expressions changed in an instant.
...
On this continent, there were currently dozens of inner disciples, all of whom were skilled practitioners at the Foundation Establishment stage.
These disciples, men and women of all ages, had diverse and complex auras, clearly having cultivated various potent unique techniques.
At this moment, due to their similar cultivation levels and combat prowess, they were all filled with an unspoken rivalry.
Although they were restrained by the restrictions within this small world and did not openly engage in combat, they were unwilling to yield to each other in terms of aura.
...
After all, even Wang Qingyu, one of the Nine Sacred Sons, did not possess the ability to suppress and control such a large number of unruly Foundation Establishment stage experts solely through his strength and status.
Therefore, even with Wu Tao's exceptionally powerful entrance, it did not cause a great uproar among the crowd. They simply cast him a few more glances before returning to their own matters.
Wu Tao surveyed his surroundings and found a secluded corner to settle down.
Clearly, Wu Tao also preferred to avoid unnecessary trouble during this sensitive period.
However, Wu Tao's desire to avoid trouble did not mean that no one would seek him out.
The few individuals who bore a grudge against Wu Tao exchanged glances, secretly resolving to join forces against him during this opportunity.
...
The group battles would commence only when one hundred participants had gathered, with each group battle location having a maximum capacity of one hundred.
The continental fragments serving as group battle arenas were equipped with restrictive formations.
Above, the Chaos Yangyang Wuji Diagram monitored and controlled the proceedings. Inner disciples who entered could not engage in combat before the full complement of participants arrived.
Otherwise, they would be automatically expelled from the group battle arena by the formation and lose their qualification to continue competing.
...
Several more moments passed. Zhu Shenzi, the Sect Master of the Taiyi Immortal Sect and a peak cultivator at the Great Perfection of Nascent Soul stage, suddenly smiled faintly.
With a wave of his hand, he activated the Taiyi Immortal Sect's protective formation, the Taiyi Illusion Annihilation Ten Absolutes Array. Besides its offensive and defensive functions, it had another feature: the summoning of countless void mirrors.
The battle scenes within each group battle arena would appear within these void mirrors.
The cultivators seated within the cities and palaces could clearly observe all the combat footage from the hundred-person arenas through the void mirrors.
"Whoosh!!!"
As if a gentle breeze had stirred, ripples spread across the immense void mirrors in the sky, and the scenes within them immediately changed.
...
Each void mirror was manipulated by Zhu Shenzi, the peak cultivator at the Great Perfection of Nascent Soul stage, with his vast divine sense.
Precisely because of this, even though the void mirrors were changing, the observing cultivators did not rush. They simply watched quietly.
Indeed, after a short while, only a few breaths, clear scenes appeared on the void mirrors.
The eight group battle arenas were vast continental fragments.
The spiritual energy on these continental fragments was extremely rich. As soon as the Chaos Yangyang Wuji Diagram released its control, the eight hundred top elite inner disciples, who had been carefully selected through multiple rounds, attacked almost simultaneously.
...
The serene atmosphere on the continental fragments was immediately shattered by the crowd.
Dust flew up into the sky.
Waves of entirely different spiritual energy continuously reverberated throughout the entire continental fragment.
The residual power from the clash of various magical artifacts and broken treasures devastated the surrounding environment for dozens of miles.
Talismans, various spells, and secret techniques also appeared, along with some extremely powerful treasures on this continental fragment.
This was because, on this continental fragment, only one person out of the hundred top elite inner disciples could ultimately remain to advance to the eight-person arena competition.
The strongest few among the hundred were simultaneously ganged up on by the others.
The weak united against the strong, or one strong individual overwhelmed the weak.
The objective of the Taiyi Immortal Sect's high-ranking officials was to select peerless prodigies with both high combat ability and intelligence from among the numerous inner disciples and focus resources on their cultivation.
They were indifferent to what happened during the selection process; they only cared about the final outcome.
...
Wang Qingyu, one of the Nine Sacred Sons, was being besieged by over twenty people in the arena.
And Wu Tao, due to his overly domineering entrance earlier, was also being jointly attacked by more than ten individuals.
In addition, two other renowned inner disciples, Meng Fan and Zhang Yufei, were also being ganged up on by others due to their overwhelming strength.
...
"A bunch of cowards, audacious!"
Wang Qingyu raised an eyebrow. His black hair was like ink, his figure tall and slender, clad in a dark blue daoist robe that billowed in the wind.
His expression was stern as he pressed his right hand down in the air, condensing ice energy into a sapphire blue ice blade.
"You dare to attack me? You are courting death!"
Wang Qingyu rebuked coldly, an aura of biting cold emanating from him, almost freezing the vacuum.
Within him resided an immense and terrifying momentum.
"Ice Blade Sever!"
...
Wang Qingyu cultivated the "Ice Heart Desireless Scripture."
The "Ice Heart Desireless Scripture" was a top-tier cultivation technique in the immortal cultivation world, comprising eighteen layers and containing numerous killing moves and secret techniques.
Wang Qingyu had already cultivated the "Ice Heart Desireless Scripture" to an extremely profound level.
The ice blade he casually conjured was far more potent than ordinary top-grade magical artifacts.
Wang Qingyu began to continuously wield the ice blade. As it was unleashed, it moved like a rampaging dragon, fierce and terrifying.
A detached, desireless, and ice-cold blade intent, akin to an eternally frozen block of ice, enveloped the surroundings.
From all directions, countless flashes of blade light seemed to be shimmering at this moment.
Wang Qingyu could unleash a fatal blow at any moment towards those over twenty individuals.
The sheer power of the aura and the terrifying edge of the blade filled one with dread.
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"Attack, quickly attack!!"
Shouts of rage echoed from ahead.
Feeling Wang Qingyu's movements, the twenty-odd individuals besieging him began to tremble involuntarily, as if their bodies instinctively sensed danger, giving them goosebumps.
The spiritual energy within their bodies began to boil, and their combat power started to erupt fully.
Waves of distinctly different spiritual energies permeated the surroundings, and streams of magical artifacts and treasures flew out, striking towards Wang Qingyu.
...
Dense spiritual energies of various colors, along with streams of magical artifacts and remnants, intertwined under the control of their owners.
At this moment, they condensed into a massive net, enveloping all directions.
An invisible, deadly net was instantly formed and cast towards Wang Qingyu.
...
At that instant, accompanied by the light hum of the ice blade, sapphire blue light flickered, and blade intent crisscrossed.
The ice blade manifested by Wang Qingyu, like the sharpest and most terrifying weapon in the world, unleashed an unparalleled edge.
Beneath the ice blade, a bone-chilling aura spread out, and Wang Qingyu forcefully broke through that invisible, deadly net.
This was not the end. After breaking free from this invisible, deadly net, Wang Qingyu swung his ice blade in mid-air.
Blade light flashed, and in a few swift movements, he sliced the deadly net into several segments.
These over twenty individuals were not to be trifled with either; they each unleashed other techniques and attacked Wang Qingyu in unison.
... A young cultivator in the back row produced a pair of top-grade magical artifacts, the Thunderstrike Electric Rod and the Thunder Sound Stone Drum.
After striking them, the young cultivator caused lightning to erupt, electricity to crackle and hiss, and a cacophony of sounds descended towards Wang Qingyu's head.
"God-Shaking War Axe!"
"Cave Heaven Piercing Death Arrow!"
"Firebird Divine Spear!"
"Green Giant Bird, emerge!"
"Purple Jade Thirteen Palm Strikes!"
"Sky Splitting Gale Leg!"
"Ancient Relic Bronze Remnant!"
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Wang Qingyu's surroundings were completely occupied by terrifying attacks.
Boom!!!
Bang!!
A world-shattering collision ensued.
The ground began to tremble, and the surrounding spiritual energy surged in, the magnitude of the clash filling one with awe and fear.
Wang Qingyu and these over twenty elite inner disciples engaged in a continuous battle that lasted for several hours.
...
Under the blade intent of desirelessness and detachment, all obstacles were severed by the ice blade in Wang Qingyu's hand.
Terrifying power then dispersed.
Bang!!
The sound of metal clashing rang out once more.
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