NOVPUBChapter 308: Chapter 12 The Initial Test Begins
Within the light curtain, a glance revealed it was filled with human figures, wearing varied attire and exuding distinctly different auras. A sweep of the eyes revealed that most were very young faces.
Here, it almost encapsulated the most outstanding cultivators of the current generation in Qing State.
The myriad gazes moved across the sky and finally converged on the Giant Spirit Stele.
There, the City Lord of Fufeng City stood with his hands behind his back, suspended in midair.
Yes, the cultivator presiding over this year’s ‘Seven Domains Conclave’ preliminaries in Qing State was indeed the esteemed City Lord of Fufeng City.
“All cultivators participating in the ‘Seven Domains Conclave’ Qing State preliminaries, please be aware; the preliminary trial location will be within the Minor Realm inside the Giant Spirit Stele, known as the Giant Spirit Realm of Qing State,” a robust voice emanated from the mouth of the City Lord of Fufeng, resonating in the ears of all cultivators, “Anyone who engraves their name on the Giant Spirit Stele will be allowed entry into the Giant Spirit Realm of Qing State.”
The next moment, the City Lord of Fufeng’s expression turned solemn, “The rules of this preliminary are also quite straightforward. The Giant Spirit Realm consists of nine layers that will begin to shrink after your entry.
What you need to do is make your way to the next layer. Those who fail to advance to the next layer before the realm shrinks will be squeezed out of the Giant Spirit Realm, meaning elimination.
Ultimately, when only one thousand cultivators remain within the Giant Spirit Realm, this preliminary trial will be declared over,” he announced.
Nearly forty thousand cultivators, competing for one thousand spots.
Even if it was just the preliminaries, its cruelty was beyond the imagination of others.
“However, let me make it clear, in these preliminaries, causing death to another is not allowed!” The City Lord of Fufeng’s gaze suddenly grew sharp, sweeping across the crowd and causing the color of many to change, immediately silencing them like cicadas in winter.
In short, the Qing State preliminaries embody four characters: Survival of the fittest!
Seeing that the time had come, the City Lord of Fufeng said no more. He formed a spell with his hands and moved his mind.
Immediately, a cascade of golden light fell from the Giant Spirit Stele, enveloping all the participating cultivators, and they disappeared from the plaza.
…..
This place was a vast island suspended in midair. Even with nearly forty thousand cultivators entering, they were evenly dispersed.
Having participated in a ‘Seven Domains Conclave’ before, Lu Qingshan, upon entering the Giant Spirit Realm, had memories of this scene resurface.
The entire Giant Spirit Realm now resembled a circle, with these people uniformly dispersed at the very edge of this circular island, which was the first layer.
Behind them, was a Golden Light Shield.
Within the Golden Light Shield was considered the safe zone.
As soon as these cultivators entered the Giant Spirit Realm, the Golden Light Shield began to move gradually at a uniform speed, starting to shrink inward.
Without hesitation, the dull Peach Blossom Sword left his body.
Without surveying the specific situation too much, given his familiarity with this place, Lu Qingshan immediately began Sword Control, swiftly heading towards the second layer of the Giant Spirit Realm.
Having only traveled a few miles, Lu Qingshan encountered the first cultivator in the Giant Spirit Realm, a Foundation Establishment cultivator of unknown identity and sect.
Seeing the lightning-fast and blustering arrival of Lu Qingshan’s Sword Light, that cultivator was suddenly terrified, hurriedly moving aside to clear the way and dodging past.
But when he looked back to find someone else, he discovered the area was empty; the Sword Cultivator had already gone far, leaving behind only a dull trail of Sword Light.
“I just wanted to say hello… Was the first cultivator I met that strong?” the cultivator muttered, his already scant confidence nearly extinguished at that moment.
After all, that cultivator’s Sword Control Technique was so fast it was somewhat beyond his comprehension.
“And why is this person in such a hurry right after entering the Giant Spirit Realm, not even taking the time to understand the specific circumstances within the realm?” wondered the cultivator, feeling increasingly anxious.
With such speed and decisive action from the Sword Cultivator, and his own dawdling, wouldn’t he just get left even further behind?
Thinking so, the cultivator bit his lip, threw caution to the wind, and followed in the direction the Sword Cultivator had taken.
…
Lu Qingshan headed straight for the second layer of the Giant Spirit Realm. Although he encountered many cultivators along the way, firstly, the preliminaries did not permit slaughter, and secondly, his speed of Sword Control had reached a terrifying level.
As he traveled along, surprisingly no one dared to provoke him, even deliberately clearing the way for him.
An hour later.
Suddenly, the road ahead was interrupted by a hazy sea of clouds.
Though still distant, he could already feel the storms and pressure emanating from the cloud sea, darting around were innumerable clusters of Spiritual Power.
This was the first checkpoint of the Giant Spirit Realm, an insurmountable ravine for many cultivators, known as the Spiritual Energy Storm Layer.
Within the cloud sea, there were all sorts of irregular Spiritual Energy Storms of varying sizes, strengths, and directions; crossing this layer really required some techniques.
And if by any chance one was struck down by a Spiritual Power cluster, falling outside the protection of the Golden Light Shield below, that would signify the end of their preliminary trials.
Of course, if one chose to wait in the first layer until the outer shrinking Golden Light Shield contracted to this point, it too would result in elimination.
Lu Qingshan, however, was utterly fearless and without the slightest hesitation, he leapt directly into the storm layer.
Various forms of Spiritual Energy Storms immediately surged towards him—tornadoes, wind shears shifting forms, and crosswinds sweeping around, trying to disturb his direction of advance.
But once Lu Qingshan’s robust Spiritual Power was exerted, his form remained unshakeably steady, advancing in a precise direction.
At the same time, a fierce Sword Qi Separated from his body, instantly transforming into a hundred Sword Qi Filaments that roamed about his surroundings.
Whenever a wandering Spiritual Power cluster attacked him, the Sword Qi Filaments acted like Flying Swords, leaving his body and crushing these clusters one by one.
This scene somewhat resembled the Meteorite Formation within the Great Yan Hall, but compared to the pressure exerted by the Meteorite Formation, these Spiritual Power clusters seemed a bit like lesser shamans meeting a great one.
In just a moment, Lu Qingshan had nearly reached the end of the storm layer.
The surrounding fluctuations of Spiritual Energy gradually returned to normal.
The next instant, Lu Qingshan’s eyes suddenly brightened, and he leaped forward.
He had arrived at a slightly smaller island, looking back, the cloud sea of the storm layer was like fluff, thick and impenetrable, still revealing no trace of any other cultivator.
This was the second layer island of the Giant Spirit Realm.
He had already put quite a distance between himself and the other cultivators.
Lu Qingshan did not dwell on his progress, with a leap of his form, he moved forward to the next layer island.
….
Outside, as cultivators entered the Giant Spirit Realm, the Spiritual Light on the Giant Spirit Stele also completely vanished, leaving only those shining names of cultivators, all crowded together, currently indistinguishable.
Because at this time, all the cultivators were on the first layer island, without any noticeable gap between them, and similarly, none had been eliminated yet.
Once eliminated, a person’s name would disappear from the Giant Spirit Stele.
Many cultivators were paying attention to the names on the Giant Spirit Stele, these were relatives of the cultivators participating in the trials, be it clan elders, fellow sect members, spiritual masters, or Dao companions…
The crowd exceeded even the number of participating cultivators, bustling and lively.
“It’s a pity we can’t see the detailed situation in these trials; just looking at names grouped together like this doesn’t really convey much,” a middle-aged cultivator watching his disciple lamented to the Giant Spirit Stele, smacking his lips.
“That’s understandable. It would be manageable if it were individual Magical Combat, but with so many cultivators involved simultaneously, it really is difficult to display the detailed situation indeed,” said a knowledgeable cultivator. “But you’re right, just looking at the names, you really can’t discern much. It’s a bit dull.”
No sooner had the voices fallen,
then a name on the Giant Spirit Stele burst forth in an intense golden light, capturing everyone’s attention.
In the astonished gazes of the crowd, this name surged with radiance, pushing past all other names with an unstoppable momentum, and moved into the second layer area displayed on the Giant Spirit Stele.
That name was:
Lu Qingshan (18 years old, Golden Core Middle Stage).
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