The battle today was for the last eight in Gathering of Practitioners. The field was crowded with people early as they all wanted to catch a glimpse of the geniuses, like Feng Tianming as the head disciple of swordsmen in Shushan, Meiqing from Palace of Hundred Flowers, Ning Zhe as a secular monk in Mount Fanjing, Leng Yueyan and Lu Qianchen from Sect of the Nine Heavens, Zhao Changge from Dragon Spear Sect and Lyu Hao, Wang Bugui as liberal cultivators etc.

They were all the most talented youth and prodigies in this generation. Despite being in the era of the late arts, they had made the best of what they have and even the less accomplished ones had already reached the later period of Gather Spirit Realm, which in this era might be a peak level for many cultivators after struggling diligently for a lifetime.

Undoubtedly, this was a Great Age over the past two thousand years. The ancient prediction was going to come true. Some of these prodigies might become an immortal by cultivation!

“It’s said that Feng Tianming has defeated all his opponents without even drawing out his sword from the sheath. No one is capable enough to force him to unsheathe his sword.”

“The three fairies of Palace of Hundred Flowers are also very impressive, especially the elder sister, Jiang Lianyue. She has been cultivating in Void Returning Realm for seven years. But two of them have already been defeated by Yu Wude and Zhao Changge. It’s said that the youngest one, Meiqing, also has a strength that is comparable to Jiang Lianyue. They are all quite amazing.”

“Ning Zhe, who converted to Buddhism in Mount Fanjing, is much better than his elder brothers and junior brothers. His opponents have used up all their magic and magic weapons, but they cannot hurt him even a little bit. You can imagine how strong his 30 Foot Golden Body Manifestation is. Maybe Wang Bugui, the new-found genius yesterday, is a match for him.”

“Zhao Changge from Dragon Spear Sect is also very strong. He is worthy of being called the heir of General Long’s family.

“And that guy with a big halberd called Lyu Hao is just like the demon Lyu Bu. It would be awful to fight with him.”

“Leng Yueyan in Sect of the Nine Heavens is said to be a genius with a cultivation base of half Voiding Realm. No one can stand her one blow. She moved while following the Tao in the universe. She might be the strongest young prodigy.”

“Maybe. But look at the liberal cultivator called Wang Bugui, who used to pretend to be weak. In the last contest, his opponent was Zhang Lan, who is only inferior to Leng Yueyan and Lu Qianchen in Sect of the Nine Heavens. Zhang Lan may not be almighty, but he is very powerful already. But Wang Bugui was not injured at all after taking all his attacks. And in the end, he just defeated Zhang Lan in one blow.”

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Looking at the remaining talents, the cultivators off the field talked over and over as they all felt the mightiness of them. However hard they were gonna try, it was just impossible for them to catch up with these talents.

The elder predecessors in the palace sighed emotionally. They used to be as heroic as them, standing there and being focused. But time and tide waited for no man. The era changed a long time ago. These elder predecessors kept talking and looking over every prodigy.

“This is really a Great Age in the era of the late arts. Even if we add up all prodigies of several generations during the past two thousand years, the number might be equal to that of this generation.” A predecessor of Crazy Saber Sect said. Though being weak with age, he was as passionate as before.

An elder sitting opposite him also laughed and said, “Yeah. The ancient prediction about Greater Power may come true. Old fellows like us would die with no regret if we can see someone become an immortal. Haha!”

“Yes. Is there a Path to Immortality in the world? It is a question that has been asking by all cultivators during the past two thousand years. People in Big Achievement State of Joint Tao can live for nearly a thousand years at most, but as great as they are, they still cannot become immortals.”

“The aura can only be used for two generations at most in this era of the late arts. And we collect all our resources and try to become immortals. If we can’t succeed at last, I’m afraid that cultivators on earth will disappear forever.”

These elder predecessors were happy for this Great Age and also worried about it. The earth was almost running out of its aura now, which was likely to disappear completely. If no one could break through the barrier in the era of the late arts, there might be no cultivator left on the earth in the end.

They all pinned their hope on this generation. Anyway, the era they were in now was called a Great Age in the prediction. Someone among the geniuses in this generation had a chance to become immortal!

“Sect of the Nine Heavens is great and worthy of being called the first big sect nowadays. Such an extraordinary girl was found out by them. Her spirited body coincides with Tao, which is rare even in the golden age of cultivation during ancient historical times.” An old man with white hair and beard said in admiration.

“That swordsman also has Sword Bone in addition to his Sword Core. That’s fantastic! And the secular monk is amazing, too. I can even catch sight of the shadow of Buddha on his body. With golden light filling his body, he must have some achievements on other Buddhism magic skills in addition to his 30 Foot Golden Body Manifestation.” An elder of Palace of Hundred Flowers exclaimed.

“That guy named Wang Bugui, who surprised everyone yesterday, might be a strong opponent for prodigies of each Taoism. I cannot even perceive his Taoism without him releasing the vigor deliberately. He must be the liberal cultivator that Qianchen has talked about. He is really impressive!” Tong Yixing, the Mahathera of Sect of the Nine Heavens, frowned at this moment.

Having white hair and ruddy complexion, he was sage-like in a plain robe. He was usually mild and detached, but now he looked grave. Yesterday he was there, too. After the contest, he couldn’t calm down for a long time.

Following what he said, everyone started to stare at Wang Bugui. Nevertheless, they were still not fully convinced until now, despite having seen his actions themselves yesterday. He did defeat Zhang Lan with one blow in the end beyond everyone’s expectations. But he still might be overrated.

That battle showed his strong physical body. Was there anything else? His winning was probably due to his good luck. A strong opponent for all people? No matter how lucky he was, this guy just couldn’t be stronger than those prodigies like Leng Yueyan.

“Being indifferent and untouched, he is very calm.”

“His blood vigour is extremely vigorous like the dragon and can be seen faintly inside his body.”

“His Taoism is indeed hard to tell, which is very odd.”

It was a long time before these Mahathera started to comment on him. Suddenly, they saw that Wang Bugui smiled maliciously in their direction with a sense of evil and arrogance.

“Clang!”

“How could it be possible? He… He can see us?!”

These old men and women immediately went crazy. They had shielded themselves with the lines of array units and their magical skills. They were supposed to be invisible to the disciples, but that young man had the capacity to feel their gaze.

“Calm down. We are old and should keep cool. That young man’s primordial spirit is strong and may be the strongest one here. And his telegnosis is extremely perceptive. You keep staring at him and he can feel it naturally.”

Leng Shuangrong, the hierarch of Sect of the Nine Heavens, spoke slowly without any emotion in her words. Her words were as cold as her name. But even so, the situation was severe for her, too. She frowned and pondered with a flicker of unusual expression in her eyes.

“Amitabha! That benefactor has a strong body. I can see that his whole body is filling with powerful strength.” The headmaster of Mount Fanjing recited Amitabha and commented. As merciful as he was, he looked different now. Later, he closed his eyes to think deeply as if trying to find something in his mind sea.

A bell rang leisurely, making all the people here feel purified. At this moment, it was declared that the next round of the contest started. The first contest was between Feng Tianming and Lu Qianchen. Feng Tianming was number one in Shushan and excelled in kendo, while Lu Qianchen was number two in Sect of the Nine Heavens and skilled in thunder patterns.

“Clank!”

A sword sound echoed through the clouds and the sword power turned into beams of power towards Lu Qianchen. With a grave look, he circulated all his aura into a fist and swung it forward right away. Carrying tremendous power, the fist forcibly blocked off the sword power which would tear a spiritual weapon of medium-grade easily.

The thunder patterns with destructive power deeply shocked the cultivators around. Later, all sword power was smashed into pieces. Then, Feng Tianming exerted Myriad Sword Defeating and in an instant, the sword power condensed into thousands of beams, which rushed toward Lu Qianchen and left him with no way out.

The thunder rays around Lu Qianchen increased sharply and he rushed to the sky in a flash. Feng Tianming swung his finger interlinking with the sword quickly, causing the sword power swivelled like a living thing to change the direction to overtake Lu Qianchen. The power beams got him in a split-second. The last scene people saw was that Lu Qianchen didn’t have time to avoid it.

“Boom!”

Thousands of beams of the sword power exploded. With thick smoke filling the field, people couldn’t get a clear sight of it. The smoke drifted away gradually and there appeared a large pit without Lu Qianchen’s figure.

“Cloud Thunder Defeating!”

As people felt sleepy, a sound called out loudly. Then a large thunder cloud appeared in the sky, which was truly combined by thunder and lightning.

Lu Qianchen was standing inside it, his white robe flapping with the wind. He projected a natural dignity and power, as if he were the God who punished mortals with thunder. Pointing with one finger, the thunder cloud behind him smashed to Feng Tianming fiercely.

Feng Tianming lifted the sheath with the sword in it and conjured to withstand the attack. “How terrible the thunder is! And Feng Tianming still hasn’t drawn out his sword. He is horrible, too!” The cultivators off the field were all appalled by the sight. They realized that they had to use all their skills to cope with the situation.

“The number one in Shushan confronted the number two in Sect of the Nine Heavens. This battle strikes other geniuses, too. Both of them are incomparably strong.” Someone signed.

People noticed that Leng Yueyan, Ning Zhe, Meiqing, Wang Bugui, Lyu Hao, Yu Wude and Zhao Changge all looked grave at this time.

They watched the battle attentively. Even though Scarlet Heaven Sword hadn’t been drawn out, a great amount of sword power was hacking out unceasingly in the field. As for Lu Qianchen, there were infinite thunder and lightning following along with him. Once again, the two geniuses rushed towards each other to kill.