Inverse Sword Mad God

"Do you think, in a few days at the Huashan sword contest, he will really sweep the world’s masters?"

"I can’t speak for the older generation, but I’m guessing not many of the young generation can match him."

"Right, judging by his strength, he has definitely reached the Prince Level. But those princes won’t show up here."

"So, there are probably only a handful who can resist him."

"Not necessarily, you’re underestimating our Taiyi Dynasty."

"You’re talking about the open ones, but there are some hidden in the Huang Mountain swamps, the hidden masters."

"They don’t usually show up, but once they do, they can definitely shock the world."

"True, I remember a few hundred years ago, someone came out of the mountains."

"He swept through half the dynasty, and almost no one in the young generation was his match."

"Now that you mention it, I remember too. Indeed, history records such a person, he was really incredible!"

"Such people are very few. Who knows if one might show up at this Huashan sword contest?"

"If no such person appears, Bai Zijing is definitely going to crush the young generation."

Voices of discussion spread, clearly showing the crowd’s anxiety about the upcoming Huashan sword contest.

Three thousand miles away from Huashan, in a city, there was a huge Super Transmission Array.

The array’s light flashed, and then a young figure emerged from it.

He was tall, dressed in fine robes, his face pale yet carrying a hint of wickedness.

After exiting the Transmission Array, this beguiling young man looked up towards the distant cloud-piercing Huashan, then curved his lips into a cold smile.

"Bai Zijing, do you dare challenge the heroes of the world at Huashan? How arrogant of you!"

"Now I’m here, just wait to be defeated before the world’s eyes!"

This beguiling youth laughed coldly, then his figure flickered and disappeared into the void.

Time flowed swiftly, and it was already August 10th, with only five days left before August 15th.

During this period, a large number of masters came near Huashan.

Especially from the young generation, with many young talents arriving as well.

Among them, led by the 3rd Prince and the 8th Prince, were joined by other princes.

They sent their capable subordinates, and those young prodigies also rushed in, intent on defeating Bai Zijing.

Many established powerful figures also attended.

Each with cold expressions and serious auras, because Bai Zijing not only fought the young generation but also challenged several great powers.

This behavior further enraged those established great powers.

The rest were mostly here for the spectacle, wanting to see what level Bai Zijing had truly reached.

Among them, there was a young man, vibrant and outstanding.

He stood with hands behind his back, floating in the void. Around him gathered many young martial artists.

His name was Li Mengbai, a very famous prodigy among the young generation, serving under the Eighth Prince.

"Mr. Li, you’ve interacted with Bai Zijing before, how is he really, is he as powerful as rumored?"

A martial artist next to him asked.

However, Li Mengbai solemnly replied, "He is indeed very strong."

"The rumors should be true."

What!

Hearing this, the surrounding martial artists’ expressions changed, each with a grave demeanor.

Because they knew Li Mengbai, and he was a top prodigy, likely not exaggerating to praise an opponent.

Since he said so, Bai Zijing must be fearsomely strong.

Originally, they thought the rumors were exaggerated, not credible.

But now it seems otherwise.

On the other side, on a solitary peak.

A Green Robed Man stood atop the mountain.

His robe waved in the fierce wind, yet he exuded a sharp, boundless aura.

"Gale Sword Master, Bai Zijing?"

"Let me see if your Gale Sword is mightier, or my Dayan Sword Technique!"

The Green Robed Man smiled faintly.

If anyone heard these words, they would be utterly shocked.

Because the Dayan Sword Technique, originating from Dayan Sacred Land, is very renowned!

Dayan Sacred Land, the Sacred Land of Central State, with immeasurable power, shrouded in mystery.

It’s an existence absolutely on par with a dynasty,

No one expected Dayan Sacred Land to send someone as well!

,,,

Lin Xuan had been riding a Spirit Boat these days, quickly flying towards Huashan.

However, there was still some distance to go.

He wasn’t rushing, instead quietly cultivating to maintain his peak state.

Because he knew, since the opponent intended to challenge the world’s masters, he wouldn’t just challenge a person or two and leave.

He had time and opportunity.

The days passed quickly, and soon it was August 15th.

On this day, the crowd was excited as they ascended the towering Huashan.

Since ancient times, there was only one path on Huashan, said to be perilous like a Heavenly Chasm.

However, for these Kingly great powers, it was no problem.

They each ascended swiftly like lightning, reaching the summit of Huashan.

At this moment, a few figures were already standing at the summit of Huashan.

Leading them was a young man in white.

He stood there quietly like a Supreme Divine Sword, exuding a sharp aura.

On his back, he carried a green treasure sword.

He was Bai Zijing.

This time, he did not come alone, behind him stood several martial artists.

These people were sent by the Eldest Prince to prevent Bai Zijing from being mobbed.

Among them, a man and a woman stood very close, looking like Bai Zijing’s followers.

Wow, quite a few masters showed up this time.

The Blue-clothed man squinted as he glanced around.

The Red-clothed woman beside him snorted softly, no matter how many come, no one is Bai Zijing’s match.

Unless a Supreme Great Power takes action.

The auras of these two were also exceptionally sharp, themselves young prodigies.

What Bai Zijing, the youngest Sword King?

You’re far too arrogant!

Kid, let me shatter your myth!

At this moment, a young man strode forward.

The young man was clad in black, his face gaunt. However, his aura was exceptionally violent.

At his waist was a Purple longsword, half a meter long, three fingers wide.

Without a sword sheath, the ancient sword patterns on its body were clearly visible.

Who is this person daring to step out first?

You don’t know? That’s the Purple Lightning Sword, Lei Aotian.

What, he’s Lei Aotian, the legendary Sword Dao genius!

It’s said his swordsmanship is terrifying, originating from the Nine Heavens Divine Thunder.

How thrilling, didn’t expect the first to step up to be the famous Lei Aotian!

This battle is bound to be extremely exciting!