Chapter 212
"Bastard, you are speaking absolute nonsense!" Sylra was so angry his eyes widened, furious beyond control.
Seeing the atmosphere between the two at daggers drawn, on the verge of coming to blows over a single disagreement... a burst of hearty, free, and easy laughter came from mid-air.
"Hahahaha, what has happened to the two elders?"
Hearing this highly magnetic and extremely penetrating voice, the disciples unanimously raised their heads.
A middle-aged man dressed in a white robe, looking elegant and unrestrained, descended from the sky riding a flying sword.
He placed his hands on the shoulders of Torin and Sylra respectively, laughing cheerfully.
"Do not quarrel, do not quarrel. Amicability is most precious!"
After this man appeared, the major elders instantly stood in profound respect.
"Greetings, Sect Master!"
Torin and Sylra, who had refused to listen to any advice just a moment ago, now gave a cold snort and stopped arguing.
The crowd of newly entered disciples finally realized that the man before them was the Sect Master of the Divine Blade Sect, Magnus.
They immediately fell to their knees in succession.
"Greetings, Sect Master!"
Alex was likewise mixed in the crowd paying respects. A trace of frivolous amusement revealing itself in his eyes.
"This Sword Master Magnus is still as lazy and casual as ever."
"Three of his own Ten Great Main Peaks have clearly been slaughtered, yet he is still so careless and unconcerned."
"It seems my slaughtering wasn’t forceful enough."
Magnus first mediated between Sylra and Torin, and only then looked toward the other disciples, smiling faintly.
"Everyone, please rise."
"Today is the day you young people participate in an assessment for the first time since joining the Divine Blade Sect."
"Although the assessment results are of utmost importance, everyone must also pay attention to modesty and yielding. Do not ruin your fellow disciple fellowship for the sake of profit."
With Magnus present, the assessment could officially begin. Aerin stepped forward and explained the rules.
Shortly, Aerin would use a teleportation Formation to sequentially teleport every disciple to different starting points.
Once everyone had entered the Azure Dragon Valley, they could begin heading toward the mountain peak.
Along this path, there would be many fierce beasts blocking the way, as well as traps set up in advance by Aerin.
The disciples needed to hack their way through thorns and brambles, overcoming numerous difficulties, whoever reached the mountain peak first would be the champion and could obtain the fortuitous encounter treasure placed at the peak by the Sect Master.
"Disciples, you should all be very clear that the results of this assessment concern your future destiny in the sect." Magnus said faintly.
"However, this Sect Master must still remind you: fellow disciple fellowship is heavier than everything else."
"If anyone dares to brutally murder a fellow disciple, this Sect Master will absolutely not spare them lightly."
"Good, if everyone has no objections, the assessment may begin now."
A gleam of hope revealed itself in Knox’s eyes. However, looking back at Alex’s chilling gaze, his heart was still enveloped by thick despair.
With Alex’s terrifying methods, if he wanted to kill someone, he could completely do it without the gods knowing or the ghosts perceiving.
For Magnus’s warning to deter Alex was fundamentally an idiot’s daydream.
Aerin began teleporting the disciples in sequence.
The first to be teleported was the person at the head of Torin’s queue, exactly that dark horse named Blair.
Aerin’s control over the Formation was extremely proficient. Able to teleport one person per second. It didn’t take long before Alex, standing at the very back, was also sent into the Azure Dragon Valley.
"Good, all disciples are in position. The assessment may begin!"
Following Magnus’s lazy voice echoing throughout the Azure Dragon Valley... all the disciples located in different starting positions moved simultaneously, heading toward the mountain peak at their fastest speed.
"What kind of thing could the fortuitous encounter Magnus placed at the mountain peak be?"
Alex stroked his chin, pondering with deep interest. "Could it be... that Vault of Divine Sword Heart?"
Unable to wait, he decided to stay one step ahead of the crowd and go to the mountain peak to investigate first.
However, as Alex skillfully chanted the incantation, he failed to summon the auspicious cloud capable of instantly traveling a hundred miles.
Alex froze slightly, a trace of suspicion flashing across his eyes. The next second, he discovered in terror... that 99% of the spiritual energy in his dantian had actually been sealed by a formidable sword lock.
At this very moment, his originally tyrannical peak Supreme Realm cultivation was directly locked down.
All that remained was the cultivation of the first level of Body Tempering.
"This... what is going on?!" Alex’s pupils abruptly shrank, fine beads of cold sweat popping out on his forehead.
He narrowed his eyes slightly, trying hard to sense his surroundings for a long time before finally realizing it. This Azure Dragon Valley was enveloped by an ancient restriction.
This restriction would temporarily seal the cultivation of anyone who stepped into the valley.
No matter how powerful a expert’s cultivation was, even a mighty Saint Realm figure, after stepping into the Azure Dragon Valley, their cultivation would be sealed indiscriminately.
Allowing them to only exert the power of the Body Tempering Stage.
As for exactly which level of Body Tempering, that depended on the cultivator’s aptitude and potential.
Take Alex, for example. Right now, he already had peak Supreme Realm cultivation, which had reached the absolute limit a mortal could achieve relying purely on innate aptitude.
To vindicate his Dao as a Saint and step into the Emperor Realm, he would need to rely on the protection of Destiny and external factors. His potential had been completely cashed in and exhausted, so naturally, he only had the weakest first level of Body Tempering.
Among everyone who entered the Azure Dragon Valley, he was estimated to be in a tier of his own, the absolute weakest.
"Motherfucker..."
"I didn’t expect me to actually be played by that old bastard, the Evergreat Sword Ancestor!"
Alex was so angry he gritted his teeth, the corner of his eye twitching wildly.
He never expected it.
Just two days ago, he had used the three major Artifacts to annihilate the Ancient Phoenix King’s three Evil Buddhas, scheming against the Evergreat Sword Ancestor.