Saint Emperor Devourer of Heaven

Jun Wuxie walked through the doorway, his heart sinking slightly.

This was a large, rectangular hall.

The hall was very empty and devoid of any Wraith.

However, there were many doorways on both sides of the hall.

He counted them; there were eighteen doorways on each side, spaced ten meters apart.

Directly above the hall, there was also a doorway.

These doorways were deep and dark, and even from a distance, one could feel the faint flow of spatial power.

In total, there were thirty-seven doorway entrances here.

Each led to a different place within the Trial Grounds.

Which one did Xu Daoling, Kongxu, and Ji Beilan choose?

He walked to each of the doorways and examined them one by one, but found no traces they had left behind.

Apparently, they were too rushed or too nervous at the time, and forgot to leave any markings.

Now, it was truly difficult to find them!

"Young Master, what's wrong?"

Seeing his brow furrowed and his expression worried, Lingfei couldn't help but step forward and ask.

Jun Wuxie immediately explained the situation with Xu Daoling and the others.

Lingfei was silent for a moment, then said, "Young Master, perhaps you are too fixated on protecting them. Every living being who cultivates is actually going against the current, fighting against fate. This path is cruel; survival of the fittest, elimination of the weak. Young Master cannot protect them forever; that would only make them like flowers in a greenhouse, unable to withstand the storms…"

"I understand this principle, but I promised several elders that I would keep them safe…"

"Concern leads to confusion; the Young Master is like this, and so are the Young Master's elders," Lingfei said. "They have their own encounters, their own destinies. The Young Master possesses great luck; always being inseparable from them will only devour their luck, causing them to only survive by absorbing the Young Master's luck…"

"Hmm?" Jun Wuxie looked at her in surprise. "Can luck be devoured?"

"Yes, if the difference in luck between two people is too great, occasionally traveling together can be beneficial, as they can absorb the Young Master's luck, but if they are always training together, it will have a negative impact."

At this point, Lingfei added, "At least, this is the case before a cultivator can lock their own luck."

"Luck can be locked? How can one lock their luck?"

The more Jun Wuxie listened, the more surprised he became, and a strong curiosity arose.

"Those who enter the realm of Transcendent Saint, or those who have reached this realm before, can lock their own luck. Furthermore, those whose realms are much higher than the Young Master's will be less affected by the Young Master."

Jun Wuxie: …

Transcendent Saint?

Such a realm was too distant for him or the people around him.

He looked at the doorway entrances here.

Which one should he choose?

Now, trying to find Xu Daoling, Kongxu, and Ji Beilan was somewhat unrealistic.

In the short term, it was basically impossible.

Then, he should now head for the Sword King's Heart.

The most likely place for the Sword King's Heart to exist should be a relatively dangerous place.

Where was the most dangerous place?

In this Trial Grounds, it was naturally the deepest part that was more dangerous.

"Lingfei, are you familiar with this place? Which path leads to the deepest part?"

"All the paths here lead to the deepest part." She pointed to the entrance directly above the hall and said, "That path will save more time."

Jun Wuxie nodded, no longer hesitating. He made his choice and headed towards the doorway entrance directly above.

…

At the same time.

Inside a wide stone cave somewhere in the Trial Grounds, a young man from the Open Heaven Sword Sect was like a rampaging beast, frantically hunting the Wraiths there.

His face was twisted and contorted, venting all the anger and killing intent in his heart on these Wraiths.

"Damn ants! A bug in the Qi Condensation Realm actually injured me!"

He roared, sword light crisscrossing between his palms. Wherever he passed, the Wraiths let out sharp screams and were all annihilated!

"I hope you can escape from that female Wraith's hands, and then I will personally torture you to death!"

His eyes were incomparably cold, and his words were chilling.

…

At this moment, on the square outside, countless pairs of eyes were fixed on the bluestone stele, their expressions filled with shock.

"Who is that person named Jin Xuanyu?"

"What is he doing? Is he frantically hunting Wraiths?"

"The number of points is too terrifying!"

People exclaimed, filled with shock, watching the number of points under the name Jin Xuanyu jump wildly, adding ten, thirty, fifty, and so on, constantly rolling.

"This Jin Xuanyu is really a fierce person!"

"It seems that the Zongwang Academy is really destined to lose this time…"

The people watching the excitement in the capital couldn't help but sigh in shock.

Naturally, they hoped that the Zongwang Academy could win.

But now it seemed that the two sides were clearly not on the same level.

That Jin Xuanyu from the Qingshan Sword Sect was simply abnormally strong!

His points alone were already over a thousand and still rolling wildly!

"Uh, did you see that? What is called strength? This is it!" The people from the Qingshan Sword Sect looked down on the whole scene and said, "Senior Brother Jin Xuanyu alone can rub the Zongwang Academy on the ground. Who can compete with him?"

"Hahaha, look at Senior Brother Jin Xuanyu's points. I'm afraid that in the end, the points of those four from the Jun Wuxie added up won't even be enough for the tail number of Senior Brother Jin Xuanyu. What is this called? An ant trying to shake a tree. How can an ant compete with an eagle?"

"Hehe, wouldn't the people from the Zongwang Academy be cowering up because they can't beat the Wraiths? Look at their points. There hasn't been any movement for a long time. They haven't increased at all."

The people from the Qingshan Sword Sect and the Dahe Sword Sect spoke one after another, ridiculing and mocking.

Now, the total points of the Qingshan Sword Sect were already close to two thousand, while the total points of the Zongwang Academy were only two hundred.

A tenfold difference!

"How about it? I said to wait and see. Do you still think the Zongwang Academy can win now?" The Dharma Protector Elder of the Open Heaven Sword Sect looked at Yan Qingcheng triumphantly.

"Hmph!"

Yan Qingcheng did not respond.

In the current situation, the difference in points between the two sides was too great.

If she forcibly argued, it would only make people feel that she was outwardly strong but inwardly weak.

Grandpa Jiu and Uncle Niao's faces were not very good.

The hands hanging down at their waists slowly clenched.

The Qingshan Sword Sect and the Dahe Sword Sect were so ridiculing and mocking, but they did not have any confidence to refute.

The facts were in front of them. The points on the ancient stele were visible to everyone.

"What were you saying?" An elder from the Dahe Sword Sect sneered. "A wild chicken sect is a wild chicken sect. After thousands of years of decline, even birds don't bother to poop there. You still want to compete with us? You really don't know the immensity of heaven and earth, ignorant and fearless, hahaha!"

"Thinking that they had obtained a genius of the ages, but they didn't think that it was just a waste that our Dahe Sword Sect didn't like. I don't know where they got some opportunities, and temporarily gained some strength, and then they thought they were the leaders of their generation. It's really laughable to the extreme!"

Sect Master He Jianyun of the Dahe Sword Sect spoke lightly.

Of course, he knew that Jun Wuxie was extraordinary in talent, but he just wanted to publicly humiliate the Zongwang Academy and belittle that hateful kid.

"Uh, what our Dahe Sword Sect doesn't like can only be waste, not a real genius. The facts have proved this point. Look at it, you still want to win in the points competition? If that little bastard can come out alive, then he has stepped on dog shit luck!"

Vice Sect Master Yu Zhi of the Dahe Sword Sect mocked in this way.

"You guys don't be too proud too early!"

Grandpa Jiu's face was ugly. These people's words were becoming more and more unpleasant.

It's really a time of success, then get carried away!

"Proud?" The people from the Dahe Sword Sect sneered. "You are not convinced. If you are not convinced, let the points rise."

"You!"

Grandpa Jiu was shaking with anger.

Uncle Niao was also gnashing his teeth in anger.

Their Zongwang Academy had suffered too much from the Dahe Sword Sect for more than a thousand years.

"You have to believe in him."

Yan Qingcheng spoke lightly.

Her tone was calm, always believing that Jun Wuxie would not lose like this.

When has that young man ever admitted defeat?

The Qingshan Sword Sect occupied the advantage of numbers and realm, and it was very normal to be temporarily ahead.

She believed that as long as Jun Wuxie's realm was raised, the points would definitely skyrocket!

"Grandpa Jiu, Uncle Niao, Brother will not lose!"

Yueyao opened her bright big eyes and looked at Grandpa Jiu and Uncle Niao, saying with a confident face.

She believed that her brother was always the best.

How could brother lose? It is impossible to lose!

…

Trial Grounds.

Jun Wuxie and Lingfei came to a dim ancient road from that entrance.

The sky here was gray.

The ancient road was pitted and uneven, and white bones could be seen everywhere on the ground.

The ancient road was very wide, with hundreds of meters. On both sides were thick mists, and strong spatial fluctuations were heard.

He carefully observed and personally tried, and found that the mists on both sides of this ancient road were actually spatial barriers, and could not be entered.

Only the road under his feet could be passed here, extending forward, not knowing where it connected to.

"The Wraith Qi ahead is extremely heavy. There are probably not a few Star Chen Realm Wraiths!"

Jun Wuxie did not continue to move forward at the starting point of the ancient road.

He sat down on the spot, released the stored Blood Essence Power, and began to cultivate his physical body.

He knew that his realm was still too low.

He must break through to the Cave Heaven Realm as soon as possible, and then he could hunt Wraiths more quickly, while improving his realm and obtaining points.

Otherwise, this points competition would definitely be lost.

The speed at which that young man from the Open Heaven Sword Sect obtained points was much faster than he was now!