Chapter 818

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Shi Wuheng glanced around once more and lowered his voice even further, saying, “This Ye Wushuang… don’t you think he’s killed too many people?”

Too many?

It was more than just “too many”!

Almost all the prodigies and geniuses from the Seven Great Sects and the Hundred Nations were slain by him, weren’t they?

Shi Wuheng continued, “With so many people killed, just how high must his Spirit Points have reached?”

At this question, Su Xuanye’s expression froze.

Indeed!

The high-ranking figures from the various sects and nations were still immersed in their frustration, anger, and sorrow over the deaths of their own prodigies and geniuses. No one had considered this issue.

Ye Wushuang had killed so many people.

Just how high could his Spirit Points have reached?

Could it possibly… surpass the combined total of the last six?

After all, this time, with Ye Wushuang killing these individuals, his own Spirit Points increased while the others’ decreased.

A decrease here, an increase there.

This young man’s Spirit Points… might truly become the first to surpass the combined total of the last six!

“But it doesn’t matter!”

Su Xuanye immediately said, “The Hundred Nations Martial Contest has been held so many times, and only once has there been a truly extraordinary individual whose Spirit Points crushed the combined total of the last six. If it happened once, it can happen again. It just means that Ye Wushuang… is no ordinary person.”

Shi Wuheng hurriedly said, “The Tianyan Sword…”

“Don’t worry about that!”

Su Xuanye replied earnestly, “Compared to the Tianyan Sword, I’m more concerned about Wenbo and Jin Yue’s safety…”

Seeing that Shi Wuheng still seemed uneasy, Su Xuanye added, “Rest assured, the Tianyan Sword, no matter when, can only be truly controlled and integrated by one person. No one else can do it!”

Su Xuanye spoke with great confidence.

Because he knew who that person was!

The person he had looked up to as a role model and idol since childhood.

Apart from that person, no one in this world could gain the recognition of the Tianyan Sword.

These were the words his father had told him.

And to this day, Su Xuanye remembered them clearly.

Seeing Su Xuanye’s certainty, Shi Wuheng was still somewhat puzzled.

However, there were some core secrets within the Spirit Sword Mountain that he did not know.

Moreover, among the seven great overlords of Qingzhou, the Spirit Sword Mountain had the shortest establishment time, merely over a thousand years.

The other six overlords had all been deeply rooted in Qingzhou for thousands of years.

At present, within the Spirit Sword Mountain, the six mountain lords were in charge of various affairs, and the overall mountain lord, Lady Si Yin, was the central figure of the entire Spirit Sword Mountain.

It was precisely the powerful Lady Si Yin who enabled the Spirit Sword Mountain, despite its shortest establishment time, to rank among the seven great overlords.

Time ticked by, bit by bit.

Gradually, noon approached.

More and more disciples emerged from the tributaries of the Youlong Mountain.

Gu Qingyi ranked first, and Tian Xu ranked second, a position that never changed.

However, the names of the top three hundred disciples kept shifting.

“Why hasn’t he come out yet…”

Su Xuanye looked at the vast martial arena, where thousands of disciples had already gathered, yet he still hadn’t seen Li Wenbo and Su Jin Yue appear. His anxiety began to grow.

Based on the results of previous Hundred Nations Martial Contests, out of more than ten thousand disciples, usually around seven to eight thousand would survive.

Now, over six thousand disciples had already emerged.

There should still be some left.

But not many.

“Don’t worry, don’t worry…” Shi Wuheng comforted him, “They’ll be fine…”

Su Xuanye sighed.

He truly feared hearing that Li Wenbo and Su Jin Yue had also been killed by Ye Wushuang.

Some disciples from the Spirit Sword Mountain had returned, but none knew where Li Wenbo and Su Jin Yue were.

At this moment, it wasn’t just Su Xuanye who was anxious. Warriors from various factions were all eagerly waiting.

They were not waiting for their own prodigies.

They were waiting for that wretched Ye Wushuang!

Gradually, the number of disciples emerging from the mountains dwindled.

But this time, only a little over six thousand five hundred disciples had survived.

Fewer than in any of the previous Hundred Nations Martial Contests!

But where was Ye Wushuang?

Many people began to talk among themselves.

“Did that jerk just run away?”

“After killing so many prodigies and geniuses, he must have been afraid of the Seven Great Sects’ retaliation and fled, right?”

“The Hundred Nations Martial Contest is hosted by the Seven Great Sects. Even if all the prodigies and geniuses were killed, they would at least have to maintain their dignity. How could they take action against him?”

“Could it be… that he was killed?”

“Nonsense, who could kill him?”

“A spiritual beast, of course! There are even fourth- and fifth-rank spiritual beasts within the Youlong Mountain, you know!”

Voices of speculation continued to rise.

And as the deadline approached, with the noon sun reaching its peak,

At that very moment, a group of seven people slowly emerged from the mountain pass…