Ling Tian Sword God

Spirit Mountain.

Mountain summit.

Extremely dense spiritual mist enveloped the surrounding hundred-mile area. Within that zone, the mist constantly transformed, condensing into the shadows of dragons, serpents, turtles, and elephants.

A strong wind blew through, creating a gap in the dense fog below, where faint human silhouettes could be seen.

In the east, west, south, and north, there were thrones at each position.

Upon the thrones sat four young men and women.

These four individuals sat there with an air of supreme authority, all exuding a king’s aura.

And at the center of these four thrones stood a peerless woman in a simple white dress.

Their gazes fell upon the white-dressed woman, and even the four kings had solemn expressions, evidently showing the utmost regard for this woman before them.

Xuantian Saintess.

Two years ago, they hadn’t even heard this name. But a year ago, she emerged suddenly, claiming the title of Divine Marquises in one fell swoop. Although she stopped at that position and did not contest for the king’s throne, she left a lasting impression on them.

It should be known that this woman’s rise at such a young age was astonishing, and at this Nine Stream Assembly, Xuannv was undoubtedly their greatest adversary.

At this moment, Xuannv stood in the center of the arena, her eyes closed, resting. She wasn’t eager to act; she was waiting. Waiting for the other young experts who could finally make it here.

She wasn’t anxious, and neither were the four youth kings. They too were waiting for the imminent challengers.

Suddenly, the sound of breaking wind echoed repeatedly as the clouds broke into holes, and nine figures appeared at the summit of Spirit Mountain.

"They’ve finally arrived..."

The four youth kings on the thrones slowly opened their eyes, focusing their gaze on the nine figures who just reached the mountaintop.

"Why are there only nine?"

Among the four kings, the youth king on the western throne spoke. He wore a pale yellow monk robe, radiating a faint golden aura of the Buddha’s light, solemn and dignified.

King of Golden Buddha.

A super genius from the younger generation of the Cloud Mud Temple.

"Hmm? There’s actually someone unfamiliar."

Sitting on the northern throne was a white-haired youth, his gaze indifferent, exuding a cold aura from head to toe, emitting a piercing chill that made others feel as if they were plunged into an ice cave.

One of the four youth kings, King of Snowy Night.

A peerless genius from Taiqing Palace.

King of Snowy Night’s gaze landed on Wei Wuxian, as he recognized the others, but Wei Wuxian had a completely unfamiliar face.

Only those who first joined the Twelve Divine Marquises could ascend to the summit of Spirit Mountain, meaning this was Wei Wuxian’s first time among the Twelve Divine Marquises.

"To join the Divine Marquises at such a young age, the younger generation is indeed getting more outstanding."

The voice came from the south. There, on the southern throne, sat a beautiful woman clad in a purple robe. Her brows were picturesque, her expression filled with majesty. Her gestures exuded an oppressive aura that compelled those who met her gaze to kneel before her.

The only female among the four youth kings, Holy Heart Queen.

She was always interested in exceptional men, especially those with extraordinary talent. Now, seeing Wei Wuxian, so young yet able to reach here, undoubtedly piqued the interest of this Holy Heart Queen.

"Heh, is everyone here? Marquis Guiming and Star Sword Marquis haven’t arrived. It seems the two of them might have been eliminated."

The last youth king from the eastern position spoke. A youth dressed in dark clothes sat cross-legged there, exuding an unfathomable aura. His entire being was like a massive vortex, slowly rotating and absorbing the surrounding essence of heaven and earth.

King of Taisu.

Mysterious beyond the mysterious, Door of Many Wonders.

Most of the Divine Marquises who arrived at this place cast a wary gaze at the dark-clothed youth. This King of Taisu was the one with the deepest foundations among the four youth kings, and his position as a youth king had remained unshaken for ten years.

Swoosh! Swoosh!

At this moment, two sounds of breaking wind suddenly rang out, and then two figures pierced through the skies and landed in this mountaintop region.

It was Ling Chen and Ling Yin, slightly behind.

The flying sword’s light dispersed, transforming back into Thunder Sound Sword, returning to Ling Chen’s hand.

"Another young kid?"

Upon seeing Ling Chen, the Holy Heart Queen couldn’t help but pause, a hint of amazement appearing in her beautiful eyes. A young person like Wei Wuxian appearing was already rare enough, and unexpectedly, there were two of them this time.

Since Ling Yin wore a mask, no one noticed her. If they knew Ling Yin’s true identity, they’d probably be even more astonished.

"It seems both Marquis Guiming and Star Sword Marquis were defeated by the two of you."

The King of Golden Buddha’s eyes sparkled, speaking indifferently.

"What of it."

Wei Wuxian’s expression was calm as he faced the King of Golden Buddha, "After them, it’ll be your turn. You’ve held the youth king positions for quite some time; it’s time for a change."

His goal was simple, to seize the king’s seat first, then fight Ling Chen for victory and become the number one Genius Swordsman.

Though he wanted to battle Ling Chen now, taking the king’s seat was evidently more pressing than fighting Ling Chen. Besides, if he and Ling Chen both claimed king’s seats, their fight would be a showdown between kings.

He believed Ling Chen had the same idea.

"Young man, truly proud. However, after just defeating a Divine Marquises, being overexcited is understandable."

The Holy Heart Queen’s beautiful face cracked a smile, but in the next moment, a flicker of coldness swept across her cheeks, "The strength of youth kings is not as simple as you think. If you wish to occupy this position, you’re still too green."

With these words, Blood Robe Marquis, Mad Blade Marquis, and others nodded secretly. These people had fought against the four youth kings. They had experienced their strength; without absolute power over the youth, it’s impossible to sit in a youth king’s position.

King of Golden Buddha, King of Snowy Night, Holy Heart Queen, King of Taisu—these four achieved their status not through luck but with absolute formidable power.

"Why speak more?"

The King of Golden Buddha shook his head as a terrifying gleam shot from his eyes. He suddenly slapped the armrest with his palm, transforming his body into a flash of golden light, darting out like a great bell. When he landed in the central region of the summit, it was as if a colossal Buddha struck the ground, causing the entire mountaintop to tremble, and the earth cracked wide open.