Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 38, Ranking Changes (Please Recommend, Please Favorite)

Chapter 38: Chapter 38, Ranking Changes (Please Recommend, Please Favorite)

The voice was imbued with spiritual power by the gray-robed Inner Sect Elder, allowing it to be clearly transmitted to the ears of any disciple in the Central Square.

"Who will come first?" The gray-robed Elder stepped aside and asked indifferently. In fact, the final results were not determined by the elders. The Cyan Yang List and Cyan Yang Tower were integrated, with the ranking completely determined by the Cyan Yang Tower, ensuring absolute fairness.

However, the Elder’s voice brought silence to the square, where no one wanted to be the first to stand out, causing the atmosphere to slightly congeal.

"Since no one wants to come first, that would be me, hahaha," a rough voice sounded, causing Chu Ming’s ears to ache deeply. The crowd spread out, and a burly figure walked over with a dragon’s stride and a tiger’s gait. The powerful aura emanating from his body made people feel a prickly pain, and his face bore an unrestrained expression.

It was Zhang Quan!

Seeing Zhang Quan, even the usually solemn-faced gray-robed Elder revealed a rare smile, as if he was quite familiar with Zhang Quan, and said, "I didn’t expect you to come today; it seems your ’Demon Bull Primordial Technique’ has reached perfection!"

Zhang Quan chuckled and clasped his fists, "Elder overpraises, I had some fortuitous encounters recently and accidentally cultivated it to perfection."

"Very good, proceed!" The gray-robed Elder smiled as he spoke, looking at Zhang Quan with admiration. In fact, the upper echelon of the sect was very concerned about the Cyan Yang List. Especially the disciples ranked in the top ten, who managed to stand out among many Inner Sect disciples, which spoke volumes about their talent and potential. The future development of the sect depended greatly on them, and they could venture out to spread the sect’s fame.

Zhang Quan’s figure gradually disappeared into the Cyan Yang Tower, and the disciples outside waited with tense expressions, more anxious than when facing the Cyan Yang Tower themselves. Chu Ming waited quietly.

At this moment, the disciples began to voluntarily line up. Chu Ming, Hong Yun, and Red Moon were positioned in the middle, close enough to the Cyan Yang Tower to clearly see the changes on the Cyan Yang List.

It took an entire incense stick’s worth of time before Zhang Quan’s figure slowly reappeared from the Cyan Yang Tower, his face showing a palpitating expression. He bowed to the Elder and then turned to leave, perhaps too confident, without even glancing at the Cyan Yang List.

As his figure disappeared, the disciples all turned their eyes to the Cyan Yang List in unison, but the ranking did not change immediately, leaving everyone in shock.

"It’s moving! It’s moving!!" someone shouted, and the disciples suddenly looked over. The golden name representing Zhang Quan was rapidly rising, like a formidable force. Eighth... Seventh... Sixth... finally it slowly stopped at the third position, the golden color settling deeply and dominantly.

"No way, Brother Zhang Quan actually pushed Brother Liao Wu out of the top three, scary!"

"Brother Liao Wu didn’t come this time. If he did, it’s hard to say who would win."

"You can’t put it that way; since Brother Liao Wu didn’t come, it means his progress wasn’t significant. He probably isn’t a match for Brother Zhang Quan."

"..."

The surrounding disciples discussed eagerly, each having their own opinion on who was stronger between Zhang Quan and Liao Wu. But the tower trial had to continue, and one by one the disciples entered, only to emerge within a few breaths, dejected, seeing their names absent from the Cyan Yang List.

However, some of the disciples were already on the Cyan Yang List, albeit ranked lower. They were trying their luck with the tower trial.

At the front, Chu Ming saw many original Cyan Yang List disciples moving up a few ranks, and soon it was Chu Ming’s turn.

"Brother Chu, I’ll go first!"

Red Moon said with a solemn face, walking towards the Cyan Yang Tower. There was no danger in the tower. Inside was entirely fabricated, but the entrants could use their martial techniques, which was quite magical.

Watching Red Moon enter the Cyan Yang Tower, Chu Ming closed his eyes and slowly adjusted his state. Hong Yun waited expectantly beside him, and after half an incense stick’s time, Red Moon reappeared from the Cyan Yang Tower. Chu Ming opened his eyes and glanced at the Cyan Yang List. The originally 89th ranked Red Moon had disappeared and he found her name at 75.

"Congratulations!" Chu Ming clasped his fists and said indifferently, guessing that Red Moon must have had a significant breakthrough in one martial technique to make such a large advancement.

"It’s Brother Chu’s turn." Red Moon said, making way for Chu Ming. Chu Ming nodded and walked to the Cyan Yang Tower, saluting the gray-robed Elder, who nodded in return. Chu Ming’s body disappeared into the Cyan Yang Tower.

Everything blurred, and when Chu Ming regained awareness, he was in a grayish bamboo forest. Bamboo leaves fluttered around, and a white figure stood silently, sensing Chu Ming’s approach and slowly turning around, faceless yet intimidating from afar.

Pfft! Pfft!

Simultaneously, two iron swords descended from the sky, landing next to Chu Ming and the Illusionary Body, their blades embedded half a foot into the ground, handles still trembling.

"Make your move!" A strange voice echoed in Chu Ming’s ears. Chu Ming picked up the iron sword in front of him, quietly observing the Illusionary Body, waiting for an opportunity to strike.

Whirl!

Just then, a gust of wind blew, lifting countless bamboo leaves scattered on the ground, resembling flying swords.

Buzz! Buzz!

Sword hums sounded, and they both charged at each other like lightning, iron swords swinging.

Clang!

The iron swords clashed, sparks flying like a fireworks display, some bamboo leaves caught in the sparks instantly igniting, resembling burning moths in mid-air.

Using the recoil force, Chu Ming flew backwards, his white robe fluttering. He landed swiftly, immediately dashing forward faster than before, iron sword thrusting.

The Illusionary Body was equally quick to react, slightly shifting its form to dodge Chu Ming’s electrifying strike. The iron sword slashed diagonally, aimed straight at Chu Ming’s face.

Shing!

A strand of black hair was severed. At the crucial moment, Chu Ming tilted his cheek, the iron sword skimming past.

Clang clang clang

In an instant, their iron swords swung continuously, clashing hundreds of times within a breath. Leaping back from another strike, Chu Ming finally understood why Red Moon said the Cyan Yang Tower was about endurance. In Chu Ming’s perception, the Illusionary Body displayed strength surpassing that of a late-stage Transcendence Realm Seventh Layer, slightly stronger. Without using Starfire Swordsmanship, he really couldn’t handle it.

Buzz!

Suddenly, the Illusionary Body moved, splitting into four, attacking Chu Ming from four directions, bamboo leaves filling the sky, obstructing Chu Ming’s view.

"Starfire Extinction!"

A red sword essence exploded from Chu Ming’s sword, carrying a destructive aura, forming a blazing ring, quickly radiating outward.

Pfft pfft pfft

Immediately, all surrounding Illusionary Bodies disintegrated into the void. Chu Ming panted slightly, and before he could react, the environment swiftly changed once again.

Scorching heat was Chu Ming’s first sensation. Countless streams of lava rolled around, the sky intermittently raining fire meteors, igniting hot destructive flames, forming a magma field. freёnovelkiss.com

On a strange rock nearby, a black figure sat silently, feeling less like a person than an unparalleled sword blade, numerous shadowless sword auras pricking Chu Ming’s eyes.

Boom

Suddenly, the black Illusionary Body moved. A dazzling light shone before Chu Ming, the snow-white brilliance melting away, without hesitation, out of instinct, Chu Ming immediately maximized the Divine Travel Step, his body splitting into eight directions, fleeing.

Pfft pfft pfft...

Seven figures shattered consecutively, revealing the final one. Chu Ming’s face was filled with lingering fear, blood trickling from his mouth. Before he could rest, another explosive sword aura ignited, countless sparks flying, further raising the surrounding temperature.

"Starfire Extinction!" With nowhere to hide, Chu Ming resorted to his trump card, red sword essence exploding and sweeping everywhere, his full-force strike.

Pfft

The sword auras collided, Chu Ming’s red sword aura crumbled like tofu, instantly breaking, his pupils shrinking, and he retreated swiftly, but nothing was faster than the sword aura, hitting him in an instant.

Boom

Chu Ming’s vision shifted, appearing outside the Cyan Yang Tower. He took a deep breath to calm his emotions, unexpectedly lasting only two moves in the second layer. The Illusionary Body’s attack was too domineering. By Chu Ming’s estimation, to defeat the second layer’s Illusionary Body, he’d need to cultivate the advanced Profound Level martial techniques or breakthrough to the Fourth Layer of Transcendence Realm.

That was just the second layer; he couldn’t imagine the third layer’s strength; perhaps only the top ten disciples on the Cyan Yang List knew.

"The Cyan Yang List is moving! It’s moving!" A disciple exclaimed. Every movement of the Cyan Yang List indicated someone newly ranked.

As Chu Ming exited the Cyan Yang Tower, his name slowly appeared on the Cyan Yang List, climbing assertively, pushing aside names ahead, not stopping until reaching the 64th position, the golden light dimming.

"Wow, another brother has entered the list!"

"This brother must have been holding back, otherwise his rank wouldn’t so high right away!"

"It’s a pity that Brother Zhang Quan overshadowed everyone today. Otherwise, this brother might have shone brightly!"

Seeing someone rank, the surrounding disciples discussed enthusiastically.