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    Chapter 211: Sword Ancestor, Walking the Path!

    The ways of the world!

      An Yan remained silent, but the speed of his writing grew faster and faster.

      Once, they believed that if reform was impossible, then overthrow was the answer, but after going through certain things, they came to understand that this was simply not possible.

      Setting aside the Yang family, just the interest groups that exist now are frighteningly powerful, and on top of that, they stick together.

      How could they ever be overthrown?

      An Yan set down his brush, slowly closing his eyes. A moment later, he looked across at Fazhen and said softly, “Fazhen, I know it is incredibly difficult to change the ways of this world, but we cannot give up, and Tianming has not given up either.”

      Fazhen smiled bitterly. “An Yan, Tianming doesn’t want to change the ways of this world. He wants to directly topple the Yang family and destroy Guanxuan Academy.”

      An Yan said, “You’re wrong.”

      Fazhen looked at An Yan, and An Yan said softly, “You don’t understand Tianming.”

      Fazhen was puzzled.

      An Yan turned to look at the curtain of light beyond the great hall. “None of you understand him……”

      Outside, the crowd roared, “The Young Lord is unrivaled……”

      The real world. The Xuan Realm.

      ”Please welcome the competitors!”

      As a voice suddenly rang out across this world, a great starlit road stretched out from the far end of the universe. Along that road stood well over a thousand people, every one of them the most extraordinary geniuses the real world had to offer.

      The Martial Arts Grand Tournament differed from the lower-level cosmic competitions. The tournament’s organizers sent out invitations directly, and naturally, those invited were the most exceptional geniuses the real world had to offer.

      Those who had not received an invitation could also approach the organizers on their own initiative, and as long as they passed the assessment, they too could compete.

      This time, in order to build momentum, Xianbao Pavilion had offered rewards that were the most generous in history, generous enough to make countless factions green with envy.

      This time, simply reaching the top ten would immediately earn a competitor 20,000,000 star cores, and the higher one climbed, each additional rank gained would bring an additional 20,000,000 true star core crystals.

      The rewards for the top three were even more lavish.

      Third place would receive 3 true divine artifacts, 30,000,000 true star core crystals, 5 ancestral veins, and 30 cosmic veins.

      Second place would receive 5 true divine artifacts, 50,000,000 true star core crystals, 8 ancestral veins, and 50 cosmic veins.

      As for first place, the winner would receive a Supreme True Ancestral Artifact. A Supreme True Ancestral Artifact was a transcendent divine object surpassing true civilization itself, and to this day, whether it was the Heavenly Court, the Ancient Zhe Sect, or even the former Divine Dao Gate, none of them had ever possessed such a thing.

      But this time, Xianbao Pavilion had one!

      Not only would the winner receive the Supreme True Ancestral Artifact, they would also receive 100,000,000 true star core crystals, 20 ancestral veins, 100 cosmic veins, and on top of all that, free access to train in Xianbao Pavilion’s Martial Pavilion for 100 years.

      It had to be said that the rewards offered by Xianbao Pavilion had moved every faction’s heart.

      This included former superpowers like the Ancient Zhe Sect and the Heavenly Court.

      The rewards for the top three were more than enough to create an entirely new super faction. The first-place prize in particular, a Supreme True Ancestral Artifact, was truly beyond all measure of value.

      Never in history had the rewards been this generous.

      As a result, the fighting spirit of this tournament’s competitors was also at an unprecedented high.

      Great rewards bring out the brave.

      Over a thousand competitors slowly made their way down that starlit road, every face flushed with excitement and exhilaration, because the number of spectators who had come to watch was simply enormous.

      A true sea of people!

      And on top of that, it was being broadcast live to nearly the entire universe.

      Who wouldn’t want to make a name for themselves while young?

      And today was the perfect opportunity.

      As long as one secured a good ranking in this tournament, they could rise to prominence on the spot and shake the entire universe with their name!

      The combat stage floated high in the sky, stretching hundreds of thousands of zhang wide, boundlessly vast, and on all four sides of the stage, rows of stone seats spread upward in tiers, reaching all the way into the river of stars.

      Though the seats were already very far from the combat stage, everyone who had come was a cultivator, so this posed no difficulty for them.

      Over a thousand competitors followed the starlit road onto the combat stage, and in an instant, a radiance of starlight enveloped them all.

      But just at that moment, the sky suddenly cracked open, and then a nine-colored rainbow road spread out from within that shattered space. The road was nearly a thousand zhang wide, covered in all manner of Dao talismans, with flowing light surging across it, dazzling and resplendent beyond measure.

      Everyone looked up toward that nine-colored rainbow road, and at its far end, a young man in white robes slowly walked forward.

      The young man in white had sharp brows and bright eyes, with a purple sash tied at his waist, exuding an air of extraordinary nobility.

      This person was none other than Yang Jia!

      At his left and right sides, a sword hung at each hip.

      Sword Ancestor!

      Xingdao!

      When they saw Yang Jia, the people from Guanxuan Domain and Xianbao Pavilion in the crowd immediately erupted in cheers, and beyond them, the people from the Heavenly Court and the Ancient Zhe Sect also cheered in support.

      Young Lord of Guanxuan Domain!

      Young Lord of Xianbao Pavilion!

      Young Sect Master of the Ancient Zhe Sect!

      The future Heavenly Dao Master of the Heavenly Court!

      The Yang Jia standing before them had undeniably gathered every conceivable honor into a single lifetime!

      In the crowd, the geniuses and prodigies who had come to compete also turned their gazes toward Yang Jia. Watching him walk slowly forward, some of them felt their expressions grow complicated. To share an era with a prodigy like this meant they were destined to play supporting roles.

      Others among the geniuses were filled with envy. Someone like Yang Jia was destined to be unrivaled from the moment of birth!

      There was simply no comparing.

      Not even the slightest desire to try.

      But there were also a few prodigies whose eyes burned with the will to fight, though admittedly, not many.

      Those few geniuses and prodigies with fighting spirit in their eyes also wore expressions of defiance, because everyone seemed to already regard Yang Jia as number one.

      On what grounds?

      They were all the most extraordinary individuals the real world had to offer, and naturally they had their pride. They would not simply submit to Yang Jia without a fight.

      Under the gaze of countless eyes, Yang Jia walked calmly onto the combat stage. He swept his gaze across the geniuses and prodigies around him, his expression perfectly composed. “No need to make this so complicated. Come at me all at once.”

      All at once!

      The moment those words left his mouth, the crowd erupted in an uproar.

      What?

      He wanted to fight all of them by himself?

      Everyone stared at Yang Jia standing in the center of the combat stage in utter disbelief.

      The prodigies and geniuses of the real world also stared at Yang Jia in disbelief. He wanted to take on every single one of them alone?

      From ancient times to the present, nothing like this had ever happened!

      This was madness.

      ”The Young Lord is unrivaled!”

      Just then, someone in the crowd shouted those words.

      That single shout instantly ignited the entire crowd, and countless people roared together.

      The energy was electric!

      In that moment, countless spectators felt their blood run hot. Without a doubt, this was going to be the most spectacular Martial Arts Tournament in history.

      ”Young Lord Yang!”

      Just then, a voice suddenly rang out from the crowd, and a young man in a brocade robe slowly stepped forward.

      The young man in the brocade robe was named Zhu Xiu, originally the most exceptional genius the Ancient Zhe Sect had produced, and before Yang Jia’s arrival, he had been a strong candidate to become the Young Sect Master of the Ancient Zhe Sect. But with Yang Jia’s coming, all of that had fallen through.

      Of course, he still refused to accept it.

      Zhu Xiu fixed his gaze on Yang Jia. “I wish to challenge the Young Lord to a one-on-one match.”

      Yang Jia shook his head. “No need to waste time.”

      He had no desire to waste even a moment. His true target in this tournament was only one person, and that was Ye Tianming.

      Zhu Xiu stared hard at Yang Jia. “I insist.”

      Yang Jia thought for a moment, then nodded. “I’ll give you this chance. Make your move. Remember, you only get one.”

      Zhu Xiu felt a surge of anger, but held it back. He stepped forward with his right foot and swept his sleeve with his right hand.

      Boom!

      A terrifying aura suddenly swept through the arena.

      ”True Intent!” someone in the crowd cried out in shock. “He’s already comprehended True Intent.”

      Zhu Xiu fixed his gaze on Yang Jia, barely suppressing his fury. “Please enlighten me.”

      With that, he suddenly launched himself into the air. In an instant, endless true intent surged from within him. His body shuddered, and wrapped in boundless true intent, he hurled himself straight at Yang Jia with full force.

      Zhu Xiu dared not be careless. He knew that he might truly only have one chance to strike, so he gave everything he had.

      Yet before he could even get close to Yang Jia, he saw Yang Jia step forward, raise his right hand, and press down gently.

      Boom!

      Three thousand Great Daos manifested.

      The Three Thousand Great Dao Technique!

      In an instant, the might of those three thousand Great Daos came crashing down, forcibly suppressing Zhu Xiu on the spot. Every trace of his true intent was reduced to ash in that single moment.

      Defeated in an instant!

      At the sight of this, the entire world fell utterly silent.

      Zhu Xiu stared at Yang Jia in disbelief. He was now completely suppressed, unable to move at all.

      He had never imagined he would be defeated just like that.

      ”The Young Lord is unrivaled!”

      Just then, someone in the crowd suddenly roared those words again, and in moments, countless voices joined in, shaking the very heavens.

      The remaining geniuses and prodigies of the real world who witnessed this fell into despair.

      Zhu Xiu had already comprehended True Intent, and yet he had been defeated just like that?

      He couldn’t even withstand a single move?

      And everyone knew that Yang Jia was a sword cultivator. If he were to draw his sword…

      Truly unbeatable!

      The geniuses and prodigies in the arena were now overcome with despair.

      They had originally thought Yang Jia was being arrogant, but now it was clear he wasn’t being arrogant at all. He genuinely had the strength to back it up.

      How were they supposed to fight this?

      The geniuses and prodigies fell silent one by one.

      Yang Jia slowly swept his gaze across them. “You can all come at once.”

      All at once!

      Every genius and prodigy fell completely silent.

      Yang Jia was about to speak again when a voice suddenly came from nearby. “How about we go first?”

      Everyone turned to look. Not far away, a young man in a cultivator’s robe was walking slowly forward.

      It was Ye Tianming.

      At the sight of Ye Tianming, Yang Jia’s eyes instantly burned with intensity. “This time, you’re not late.”

      Ye Tianming walked calmly up to Yang Jia. “Shall we begin?”

      Yang Jia smiled. “Ye Tianming, I know you’re worried I’ll use the two swords at my waist. Let me tell you, don’t worry. Today, I won’t use them!”

      With that, he swept his sleeve, and both swords flew up into the void above.

      Ye Tianming said calmly, “You can use them. Either way, you’ll end up using them sooner or later.”

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