"Senior brother, Rainbow City is really bustling!"
A young maiden in white robes, wearing a silk skirt, her eyes full of lively spirit, looking at the passing pedestrians with curiosity filling her eyes.
Beside her stood a young man in a purple robe, around twenty-one or twenty-two years old, his long hair draping over his shoulders, his eyes bright and shining, with a faint aura of light surrounding him, making everyone take notice.
"Junior sister, do not forget what our mentor entrusted us with."
Looking at the lively maiden, the young man in purple robe showed a hint of helplessness; everything about his junior sister was fine, except that she loved to make trouble.
"Got it, it’s so annoying. It’s hard enough to be out here for a bit, and that old guy gave us a bunch of tasks. Besides, in this Central Divine Domain, who among the younger generation could match you, senior brother?"
With a hint of helplessness in her eyes, the maiden in white finally complimented the young man in purple unobtrusively, her face breaking into a playful smile.
"You must not underestimate others, especially since mentor has mentioned that martial artists qualified to enter the Ancient Battlefield are not only from the younger generation of the Central Divine Domain."
The young man in purple robe fondly patted the maiden in white on the head, speaking softly.
"Tch, hasn’t your ’Light Divine Fighting Technique’ already broken through to the Eleventh Layer? You will surely be able to defeat them all."
The maiden in white pursed her lips, her face full of disbelief.
"Hehe, I do not know about others, but I guess there are at least five people who should be on par with me."
With a wry smile, the young man in purple robe led the maiden in white towards the Drunken Immortal Tower in Rainbow City.
"Alas, it’s a pity that mentor was severely injured in his battle against the demon, otherwise, he might have been able to predict the exact location of the Ancient Battlefield."
The maiden in white’s face darkened, muttering to herself. In her heart, mentor was omnipotent.
"Demon? They will pay the price one day."
The young man in purple robe’s expression turned grave, his body pausing slightly, quietly murmuring with an unshakable determination.
"And that person, I will certainly kill him and avenge our mentor."
The young man in purple robe raised his head, his eyes filled with terrifying gloom, with a hint of dark hue swirling around, seething with hatred.
After a long time, the young man in purple robe finally recovered, gently patting the maiden in white on the head, teasingly speaking.
"You must also work hard on your cultivation. In three or four years, the younger generation of Bright Mansion will need you as their support." Discover more novels at n͟o͟v͟e͟l͟f͟i͟r͟e͟.net
"I know, senior brother!"
The maiden in white nodded firmly, her eyes shining brightly.
Following the young man in purple robe and the maiden in white, many other mysterious young prodigies arrived in Rainbow City. Normally elusive geniuses became quite common in Rainbow City.
Outside Rainbow City, a young man in gray robes walked with a calm expression, each step covering a thousand meters, leaving numerous afterimages in the air, causing the space to tremble.
"The Ancient Battlefield is where I, Huai Xiong, will break through to the Realm of Transcendence."
The young man’s face was cold, his lips curling into a sneer, eyes filled with murderous intent, as light blades of wind spirit power circulated between his fingers, flashing with icy brightness.
Suddenly, a thunder struck from the horizon, a fiery red light streaking across the sky, the mighty moonlight power scattering across the land, creating sizzling sounds, turning the ground into a mess.
"Hmph, it’s Nangong Yueling!"
The young man in gray robes snorted coldly, extending his right hand, the vast wind spirit power rapidly compressed, and with extreme compression, he launched an attack at the fiery red light, a pitch-black rift in space trailing behind.
"Huai Xiong, how dare you!"
A decisive and murderous female voice emerged from the fiery red light, followed by a terrifying blood moon blade light tearing through the red light, directly confronting the clear wind blade, with a fierce momentum.
Their collision unleashed a violent force in the small space, the torrential spiritual power raging within.
Huai Xiong’s body shook slightly, completely dissipating the counterforce, his cold gaze fixed on the graceful figure within the red light.
The fiery red light dissipated, revealing a woman clad in a blood-white striped battle armor, her hair blood-white, exuding a fierce aura, looking at Huai Xiong’s silhouette with a terrifyingly gloomy gaze.
"Huai Xiong, you seek death!"
Nangong Yueling’s voice was cold and forceful, unleashing a terrifying Sword Intent that tore through space, forming a horrifying blood-red storm between them.
"Hehe, I just wanted to see if you’ve made any progress recently; it seems that you haven’t improved much."
Huai Xiong smiled lightly, his eyes flashing with dangerous intent, as waves of green wind formed around him, eroding and dispersing the blood-red storm.
Nangong Yueling didn’t speak further, directly raising her curved blade to strike, the sky stained with blood, enshrouded in mist, blood clouds surging within.
Blood-red crescent remains flew in the air, rising and falling, exuding icy Sword Intent, sweeping towards Huai Xiong. Huai Xiong coldly laughed, forming claws with his hands, unleashing terrifying ripping force, directly shattering the blood-red blade light.
"Hmph! We’ll fight again in the Ancient Battlefield!"
A streak of blood-red light flashed across the horizon. As the blood-colored wind waves calmed down, Nangong Yueling’s silhouette had already disappeared from the original place. Huai Xiong looked towards the direction of her departure, pursuing her closely.
In the inn, Chu Ming remained immersed in the Sword Scripture, losing himself completely. The Sword Scripture was undoubtedly a treasure for a swordsman.
Deep within his mind, a cluster of thoughts exploded, waves of Sword Dao insights flooding through Chu Ming’s body, his heart resonating, a terrifying Sword Momentum emanating from within, making the entire inn tremble slightly, causing passersby on the streets to be surprised.
"Not good, I must leave here quickly!"
Chu Ming leapt out of the window, transforming into a streak of Sword Light, rushing out of Rainbow City.
Just as he flew out of Rainbow City, a Slaughter Sword Intent shot to the sky, the tip of the Star Trace Sword flickering with blood-red brilliance.
Silently, countless blood-red petals fluttered in the air, scattering deep into the void, enchanting yet filled with murderous intent.
A terrifying blood-red Sword Light tore through the void, Slaughter Sword Intent bursting forth, fracturing the earth and spreading thousands of meters, blood-red hue permeating.
Centered on Chu Ming, a thousand meters around turned into countless blood-red cracks.
Chu Ming silently exclaimed in his heart. This sword technique, he realized from the Sword Scripture, had already reached the realm of Low Tier Secret Martial Arts.
However, it wasn’t truly his secret martial arts, as understanding the related secret technique was necessary to truly have one. Nonetheless, through the Sword Scripture, he could barely perform it.
"Let’s call it... Burial Sword!"