Sword Sect Outer Sect

Chapter 155 The Secret Realm of the Cave Heaven
The other elders nodded and said to the middle-aged elder in the middle, "Elder Luo, let's begin."

The man in the middle is Luo Xiaming, the peak master of Wipe Sword Peak, who appears particularly young among all the peak masters.

He responded, made a hand seal, and a small cauldron appeared out of thin air, hovering in the air.

There were also three Foundation Establishment Realm elders, each holding a magic talisman, including Elder Xu Ziqing.

The three activated their spiritual power, and the inscriptions on the talisman were activated, flashing with spiritual light.

"Om-"

The patterns engraved on the small tripod lit up one by one, depicting flowers, trees, birds, beasts, insects, and fish, all vividly lifelike.

The small cauldron slowly descended to the center of the summit platform.

"Disciples who participate in the sword-wielding exercise will be teleported into the Cave Heaven Realm once the magic talisman in their hands is activated."

"The magic talisman is bound to you. If you are seriously injured and on the verge of death in the secret realm, or if your spirit pattern jade tablet is stolen, you will be automatically teleported out."

"One day later, the twenty-two disciples who survive will be able to enter the duel stage."

"If there are not enough people, the eliminated disciples with the highest recorded spirit pattern scores will be selected to fill the gaps."

"The other rules have already been mentioned, so I won't repeat them here."

He waved his sleeve and said, "Let's begin."

As he finished speaking, the talismans in the hands of all the disciples present lit up.

Then, with a flicker, his figure transformed into spiritual light, which surged into the small cauldron.

……

Xiaodongtianjing is a deep forest.

"This is quite similar to what happened in Silent Valley..."

Song Yan thought for a moment, then took out the map that had been distributed and glanced at it.

Having been teleported in, they were naturally separated from Li Qingfeng and the others.

"...It was located at the very edge, with only three cultivator disciples' marks nearby."

He put away the map and dispersed his divine sense.

This ancient forest has existed for countless years, with countless enormous ancient trees nestled in the misty mountain air.

From the canopy of the ancient tree, lush and verdant branches and leaves have extended out.

These branches and huge leaves intertwine, sometimes stretching for miles, making it almost possible to walk directly on them.

Song Yan leaped up and jumped onto a branch that wasn't too high, then used it as a springboard to jump to an even higher place.

He wasn't worried about being discovered and attacked from behind; on the contrary, he was looking forward to someone taking the initiative to attack him.

The view is expansive from a high vantage point.

"Oh..."

Looking around, this small world seems to be infinitely vast.

Song Yan retracted what she had just said.

This place is incomparable to the previous secret realm in Silent Valley; it can only be described as vast.

"This is truly the grandeur of a celestial paradise."

Xiao He emerged from her Taoist robe, sniffing around; she loved the fresh air here.

Song Yan had a square jade pendant hanging from his waist, with a bright blue pattern engraved on it.

"one."

This jade tablet is what was used to record the results this time.

When this jade pendant is taken away, the spiritual patterns on it will disappear, and at the same time, the person whose spiritual patterns were taken will lose the qualification to continue participating in the competition and be eliminated.

In addition, there is another interesting rule.

The selection area for this sword-testing competition will gradually shrink over time.

As the restrictions that demarcate the sword-wielding area slowly shrink inward, cultivators who linger outside the restrictions for too long will also be teleported out.

The area will shrink every two hours.

"Of the more than 1,600 cultivators, only 22 will remain in the end."

"Tsk tsk tsk..."

It was undeniably cruel.

Of course.

Alternatively, only one person can remain.

Whether it was the influence of inner demons or the sharpness of swordsmanship, this thought naturally arose in his mind.

"In any case, let's go find those two fellow disciples nearby for a chat first."

Song Yan's idea was very simple.

If you're teleported to the very edge at the start, clear out any fellow disciples who appear nearby. Then, follow the barrier and head towards the center.

Take it one step at a time.

This way, one can ensure that they have some spiritual runes accumulated before the final moment, and also safely conserve some physical strength before the final chaotic battle.

"This place is located in the southeast corner of the area designated for sword wiping. There is a lake on the way to the central area."

On the map, a small blade of grass is marked next to this lake.

This means that there are some medicinal herbs and elixirs that can be collected here.

"All gains made within the Cave Heaven Realm do not need to be handed over to the sect."

"There must be a lot of people gathered here, so let's find an opportunity to send them away."

Song Yan nodded to himself.

He flew straight toward the two small dots of light on the map.

When other cultivators are within a certain distance, their locations will be marked on the map.

This greatly improved Song Yan's efficiency in finding fellow disciples.

Some people carried it away on the spot, but no one went to search for the treasure or gather herbs.

This is his specific strategy for testing the sword this time.

Unexpectedly, someone shared the same idea as me.

As Song Yan walked through the ancient forest, he suddenly stopped.

His divine sense was always kept at its maximum range, so when the fellow cultivator who was charging straight at him appeared within his perception range, sword energy had already begun to accumulate in his sleeve.

"That saves me the trouble of going to look for it myself."

Song Yan slowly used the Hidden Sword technique to conceal his spiritual energy, hiding himself in the ancient forest.

"Whoosh..."

A moment later, a figure leaped from the southwest branches and landed on a large patch of leaves.

His protective spiritual energy was very solid. He was half-squatting on a tree branch, with a talisman between his left fingertips and his right hand forming a hand seal, as if he could summon a magical artifact at any moment.

"Ok?"

He looked around but didn't see any sign of anyone.

"The map clearly shows that there is a person here."

This cultivator was different from the other disciples; he was dressed in a tight-fitting outfit, making it impossible to tell which peak he belonged to.

The rules of the sword-wiping ceremony do not require everyone to wear a Taoist robe.

His thoughts coincided with Song Yan's.

If you are timid and hesitant from beginning to end, then it would be meaningless if you were eliminated by a strong opponent halfway through.

By striking first and eliminating nearby cultivators as appropriate, one can slowly follow the restrictions to the center. Even if encountering powerful opponents along the way, one may still maintain a leading position due to the abundance of spiritual runes.

After all, I'm only at the seventh level of Qi Refining, so it's unrealistic for me to aim for the top twenty-two.

However, those who rank high may also gain the favor of some elders, receive guidance, or be granted treasures or spiritual resources.

The idea is clear, but...

"Where is this person?"

The cultivator found it strange, but he did not let his guard down and activated the talisman.

The talisman instantly transformed into three flames, which slowly swirled around him, providing slight protection.

Then, he took out the map from his Qiankun bag.

"Gone?"

On the map, only one dot of light remained near me.

He was stunned, seemingly incredulous, but then realized something was wrong.

"wrong……"

"This person's location overlaps with mine!"

He was deeply shaken.

Just then, a sharp aura drifted over.

Looking up, all I could see was a branch at the highest point of the ancient forest.

His tall, slender figure was silhouetted against the sunlight, shrouded in shadow.

Only a pair of golden eyes...

At this moment, they are looking down at him.

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