Chapter 810
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A full hour later.
The ground was littered with corpses, lying haphazardly in every direction, their blood having thoroughly dyed the earth crimson. Ye Wushuang, holding the Tian Ya Sword, was drenched in blood from head to toe. At that moment, the Tian Ya Sword was still embedded in the chest of a genius. The body of the genius trembled, blood gushed from his mouth, and his face turned extremely ghastly. In the end, he breathed his last.
At this moment, Li Wenbo, Qing Shiyu, Chu Qingcheng, and others gathered around. Seeing Ye Wushuang like this, they all felt a chill in their hearts. Ye Wushuang, now covered in blood, truly appeared like a demon god.
“Wushuang…”
Qing Shiyu stepped forward slowly, her face filled with concern.
“I’m fine,” Ye Wushuang sheathed the Tian Ya Sword, looked at his blood-soaked body, and couldn’t help but smile, “Did I scare you all?”
Li Wenbo nodded hastily.
“Pathetic…”
Su Jin Yue, looking at Ye Wushuang again, couldn’t help but recall his demeanor after receiving the news earlier. Calm and composed. In a very short time, he had planned all of this. It seemed easy and simple, but in reality, it was incredibly difficult. Yet Ye Wushuang had accomplished it step by step, just waiting for Sheng Ge and Ling Zhongyun to fall into the trap. Could this be something a boy not yet seventeen years old could achieve? It was truly inconceivable.
Next, he collected the tokens and gathered the spirit points. Soon, Ye Wushuang’s spirit points broke through the ten-million mark. Originally, after killing Sheng Ge, he had reached 7.8 million. From Ling Zhongyun, he obtained over a million spirit points, bringing the total to 8.95 million. And from the others combined…
it was over 4 million!
Thus, Ye Wushuang’s spirit points reached over 13 million. When everyone saw this number, they were all stunned. Li Wenbo couldn’t help but swallow hard and said in amazement, “In all the times the Hundred Kingdoms’ Martial Contest has been held, this is probably the first time that spirit points have been counted in the millions!”
Chu Qingcheng, Shui Wanrong, and others also nodded in agreement. The most terrifying thing was that it was not one of the seven great sects’ heavenly geniuses who had reached this level, but… Ye Wushuang! The young man who had fought his way out from the Qingyun Empire.
“There are still half a month left. When the Hundred Kingdoms’ Martial Contest ends, we can truly begin to temper ourselves,” Ye Wushuang said slowly. These days had all been spent in combat. Now, with most of the heavenly geniuses and prodigies almost extinct, they were indeed safe.
“Let’s go!”
The group of seven left immediately.
…
The grand operation to slay the demon god Ye Wushuang suddenly fell silent. And within just five days, a terrifying piece of news spread from within the Youlong Mountain. Over two hundred people who had participated in the operation to slay the demon god Ye Wushuang were all killed. This news completely shocked everyone. Demon God Ye Wushuang! This was truly a well-deserved title!
After the last batch of heavenly geniuses and prodigies met their end, Ye Wushuang and his group disappeared without a trace. In the blink of an eye, fifteen days passed, and the grand Hundred Kingdoms’ Martial Contest, a three-month trial for disciples from the Hundred Kingdoms and the seven great sects, was finally coming to an end.
At the exit of a tributary of Youlong Mountain.
Many high-ranking members of the seven great sects stayed behind to prevent any unexpected incidents. Meanwhile, top-level figures from various factions were also arriving one after another. The exit area had been transformed into a vast plaza. Surrounding the plaza were pavilions and towers, all exuding an air of grandeur. Even though the Hundred Kingdoms’ Martial Contest only lasted for three months and the stay here was brief, the standards of everything were still breathtaking.
At the moment, on one side of the plaza, seven towering platforms rose from the ground. On these platforms stood warriors from the seven great sects. Simultaneously, on the other three sides, there were many open-air pavilions, although a large portion of them were not as grand as the platforms where the members of the seven great sects stood. These were the top-tier warriors from various empires. With the conclusion of the Hundred Kingdoms’ Martial Contest, they were also qualified to witness the final scene. After all, the heavenly geniuses from within each empire also had a good chance of making it into the top seven.
At the moment, on the pavilion where the members of the Giant Sword Sect were gathered, there were dozens of people, either sitting or standing. Among them, three individuals were implicitly regarded as the leaders by the crowd. Two of these three were among the ten great protectors of the Giant Sword Sect.
Lv Shanhai!
Mu Junli!
These two had made an appearance at the very beginning of the Hundred Kingdoms’ Martial Contest. In addition to them, there was also a middle-aged man with a cold and aloof demeanor.
Wang BoKun!
He was also the father of Wang Teng. This individual was also one of the ten great protectors of the Giant Sword Sect, holding a high position and great power. With three protectors present, they were waiting quietly for the disciples from various factions to return through the exit. On the table in front of them were exquisite delicacies, a dazzling array of dishes.
Lv Shanhai said with a chuckle, “Brother Wang, this time, it seems that Wang Teng might secure a spot for our Giant Sword Sect. I just wonder which position among the top seven this young fellow will end up in…”
