Immediately, Situ Liuyun seemed to be pondering something and said, "And then there's that little guy, Mu Yang. I wonder how he performed in the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords."
"Sect Leader, there's no need to worry. Although Mu Yang is young, I estimate that among the young generation of Divine Sword School, only Yun Lingfeng, Liu Yunchuan, and a few others can handle him. It's quite rare for someone else to be able to do so."
Right Dharma Protector spoke, and his expression revealed a trace of uncontainable shock.
He knew very well that in addition to talented and almost abnormal geniuses like Yun Lingfeng, Liu Yunchuan, and Gong Qi, the Divine Sword School also had a small guy who was just as terrifying, unfortunately too young. Even within the entire sect, few knew of his existence.
"Haha, the Grand Swordsmanship Competition is just an early opportunity for him to hone his skills," Situ Liuyun said with a slight smile.
Lush forests and towering mountains extended one after another.
The Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords is vast and all the outer disciples who have entered it, nearly twenty thousand in number, but it is feared that only a few can reach the cultivation at the Yuan Xuan Realm or the Eighth or Ninth Grade of the Yuan Soul Realm, which is considered not weak.
Therefore, this group of outer disciples cannot fly and must pass through the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords on foot.
In fact, not to mention this group of outer disciples, even the inner disciples who want to metamorphose their vitality into the essence of spirit need to cultivate to the level of the Yuan Spirit Realm.
Among the outer disciples, perhaps no one had reached the cultivation level of Yuan Spirit Realm.
Moreover, it is impossible for the Yuan Spirit Realm to sustain the enormous consumption required for crossing the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, especially with the additional burden of converting original energy into physical form.
Not to mention, the scattered Sword-patterned Stones within the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords require one to search for them on their own.
This inevitably led to the requirement that all disciples must cross the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords step by step, undergoing numerous trials and challenges.
The connected mountains formed a vast stretch of land, and at this moment, gathered around six to seven hundred outer disciples.
At this moment, facing the hundreds of outer disciples, nearly thirty young men, judging from their attire, were undoubtedly inner disciples of the Divine Sword School.
These thirty or so inner disciples, upon seeing the emergence of six to seven hundred outer disciples before them, were each dumbfounded and dazed. It took them quite a while to gradually regain their composure and exchange puzzled looks with one another.
"Senior Brother Jian Yue, what should we do now?"
An inner disciple asked the leader-looking disciple in a low voice. So many outer disciples appeared, and it completely left them stunned. This is in stark contrast to what they had planned.
According to their plan, whether entering the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords from the fifth level or the fourth level via the Heavenly Stairs teleportation portal, the outer disciples will all pass through this area eventually.
They have calculated the time and location, hoping to wait here for some lucky outer disciples to recruit them as their followers.
Within the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, they must beware of the direct disciples who enter later and face the dangers of demons and beasts that could appear at any moment. If they can recruit some followers, it would enhance their strength and gather more people to search for the Sword-patterned Stone.
In case of danger, having some extra pawns would be like killing two birds with one stone. Why not take advantage of it?
From the information they have learned, many inner disciples have established strongholds in the area, waiting for the outer disciples who are lucky enough to enter the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords.
Therefore, they quietly ran ahead in order to be the first ones to arrive and seize the initiative.
This road is also one of the commonly used paths by many people, so they won't miss these lucky outer disciples.
However, these inner disciples didn't realize that they were not empty-handed.
However, they could not imagine that so many outer disciples would appear this time.
It is said that on the previous Heavenly Stairs, these outer disciples had the opportunity to enter the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords. Having over a hundred is already a lot.
And now they saw in front of them at least six to seven hundred people.
This is only one route. Although the outer disciples who walk out of the two spatial teleportation gates will come in this direction, there are many paths among the interlocking mountains, including one with six or seven hundred outer disciples. There must be other routes as well.
With this thought, these inner disciples couldn't help but be astonished. Could it be that the outer disciples of this generation are so powerful that so many of them have entered the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords?
The inner disciple called Jian Yue, who was about twenty years old, had a remarkable temperament. He looked at the hundreds of outer disciples in front of him, composed himself, lowered his voice and said to those around him, "Don't panic. Stick to the original plan. It's just that there are more people, but they're still just outer disciples. There's nothing to worry about. This is actually a good thing."
Upon hearing Jian Yue's words, the group of inner disciples around him instantly straightened their chests, feeling more confident.
Indeed, no matter how many outer disciples there are, they are still just outer disciples. They are inner disciples, so there is nothing to worry about.
Su Yi, Xu Jiahui, and Zhang Qing walked along the mountain path with clear signs of messy footprints along the way, indicating that there was a large group of outer disciples who had passed through here.
"Heading in this direction should do no harm. We've only just begun and the danger should be minimal. It's been said that the closer we get to the exit, the more dangerous it becomes," said Zhang Qing.
"Stay safe and be careful."
Xu Jiahui reminded that being in the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, one cannot let their guard down even a bit.
Su Yi, on the other hand, seemed quite relaxed as his gaze scrutinized his surroundings, hoping to come across some demon beasts.
"Oh, it seems there are quite a few people ahead."
Suddenly, Su Yi noticed something - in the wide junction ahead, between the hills, there were a large number of figures gathered densely.
From afar, it appeared that there were no less than six or seven hundred people dressed in outer disciple attire, and there was a lot of commotion coming from them.
"Something must have happened."
Zhang Qing whispered and followed Su Yi's gaze to the front.
"Let's go take a look."
After some thought, Su Yi decided to take a look. After all, within the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords, there was nothing that could pose a significant threat to him.
"Don't be too excessive. We are not easy to bully!"
"This is too much. Clearly, they are humiliating us!"
A cacophony of voices emanated from a group of outer disciples, each face marked with indignation.
Jian Yue gazed upon the group of outer disciples before him, his expression composed and his voice hushed as he spoke, "Why the noise? Haven't I made myself clear enough? to the Battlefield of Ten Thousand Swords and we will ensure your safety. We will be a team, after all. As a token of good faith, please hand over any pills you might have on your person for safekeeping."
"On what grounds? This is outrageous!"
"The inner disciples are so tyrannical!"
These outer disciples were indignant. Their cultivation was low and their talents were not as high as those of the inner disciples, but that doesn't mean they are foolish.