Ling Tian Sword God

Everyone’s gaze was highly focused, staring intently at the scene before them, fearing they might miss a crucial moment.

On one side, the mighty Mysterious Eight Arrays were rapidly contracting, while on the other side, Ling Yin ignored everything with an Eye of Heaven Soul Attack. Next, the outcome would likely be decided.

Ling Yin’s body was suddenly enveloped by the eight light talismans, and amidst the boom, her delicate figure was flung backward, staggering a hundred meters away in the blink of an eye. Almost simultaneously, the Eye of Heaven Soul Attack accurately hit the King of Taisu.

The King of Taisu’s face suddenly turned pale, and he too lost his balance, flying straight out and spitting out a mist of blood.

Bang! Bang!

The two individuals’ bodies hit two small mountains like cannonballs, smashing them to pieces, leaving no trace of their figures.

Both were buried underneath the rubble.

The many young individuals were all shaken; both Ling Yin and the King of Taisu’s attacks were exceedingly fierce, and both nearly simultaneously endured each other’s powerful strike, the damage of which was imaginable.

Both are likely seriously injured now!

Thud!

A sound of a rock rolling was heard, as the King of Taisu’s body rose from the rubble. However, the King of Taisu’s face was extremely pale; he had no physical injuries, but his soul and willpower had been damaged, and now his head throbbed painfully. If not for the undecided outcome, he would have sat down to rest and restore his strength.

The Bewildering Heavenly Eye is indeed frightening!

Even from such a distance, it still inflicted such significant harm on him.

A flicker of surprise appeared in the King of Taisu’s eyes, then his gaze fell on the heap of rubble where Ling Yin was. There, too, were scattered stones, and it seemed Ling Yin, having suffered his Eight Extremes Xuanmen attack, should not be able to stand.

Yet, just as this thought crossed his mind, a white hand suddenly reached out from the stones, followed by a delicate and frail black-robed figure barely standing up.

"Still able to stand?"

The young generation’s eyes tightened in surprise; the King of Taisu’s cultivation was deep, so his endurance was plausible, but Ling Yin, after suffering such fierce attacks, could still stand? Why?

"Because of exceptionally strong Mental Power and unyielding will."

At this moment, Ling Chen sighed, seeing Ling Yin’s current physical condition. Her injuries were extremely severe, with likely many fractures and internal organ damage to various extents, but relying on strong Mental Power and absolute willpower, these physical injuries could be ignored and endured.

Even with severe physical devastation, Ling Yin likely feels none of it now.

In contrast, it seems the King of Taisu feels terrible now, enduring the soul injury.

"Both are probably incapable of further combat."

The young generation could see both individuals’ physical states, whether it was Ling Yin or the King of Taisu, both were at the end of their strength, likely standing with great difficulty now.

"This round, let’s call it a draw."

At this point, the voice of the White Robed Swordsman came from the high platform, and soon after, he effortlessly flew over, landing in the Spirit Mountain’s summit region.

"Another draw?"

The young generation looked at each other; including the previous match between the King of Golden Buddha and Wei Wuxian, this was already the second draw.

"Unexpectedly, none of the four Youth Kings managed a single victory this time."

The Blood Robe Marquis shook his head, unable to help but lament.

Counting this match, the four Youth Kings’ record was two losses and two draws; even the strongest King of Taisu failed to secure a win, drawing with Skyeye Marquis Ling Yin.

However, given it’s a draw, does Wei Wuxian and Ling Yin still count as Youth Kings?

As the final battle concluded, the Tournament of Forms largely came to a close.

After Ling Yin, almost no one was capable of challenging the Kings’ position anymore; they lacked the strength.

At times like this, on the high platform, esteemed evaluators flew down, landing one after another at the mountain’s summit.

White Robed Swordsman looked at everyone, revealing a smile, and said, "This Tournament of Forms has concluded; congratulations to you all for securing your titles."

Standing here, even at the very least, one is a Divine Marquis-level talent, unquestionably outstanding among the Tournament of Forms’ countless geniuses.

After speaking, he waved his sleeve, a golden scroll abruptly flying into the air, emitting extremely dazzling light, slowly unfurling under many surprised gazes.

"It’s the Genius Golden List!"

The entire Spirit Mountain, inside and out, saw the golden scroll spreading in the air, and each genius’s face showed a rare expression. How could they not have heard of the Genius Golden List before—only seeing it for the first time now.

The Genius Golden List, as the name implies, naturally records the young generation’s genius names.

After each Tournament of Forms concludes, a new Genius Golden List is born.

Golden light shone, as the names of individuals successively appeared on the Genius Golden List.

Thirty-six names in total.

Notably, Chen Qingzhi and Zhou Qingqing’s names were among them.

"The new Thirty-six Heroes!"

Someone exclaimed in surprise.

Thirty-six resplendent names released extremely bright radiance, dissipating after lasting approximately ten breaths.

Yet seconds later, eighteen names emerged again.

Eighteen Heavenly Talents!

As Eighteen Heavenly Talents’ names faded, twelve more names appeared.

Twelve Divine Marquises!

After the Twelve Divine Marquises’ names dissipated, finally, the Genius Golden List emitted immense light, and the golden phoenix behind the Golden List Scroll suddenly flew out, making a crisp and ear-piercing cry over Spirit Mountain.

Phoenix Cry Mount Ling, King emerges!

Everyone felt mentally invigorated, their blood afire as if ignited by the phoenix cry, emotions becoming extremely animated.

The first king’s name gradually formed on the Genius Golden List.

King of Golden Buddha!

"The King of Golden Buddha retains the king’s position; what about Wei Wuxian, is he considered to have failed?"

A young genius’s face showed slight surprise, somewhat unable to comprehend.

"That shouldn’t be the case; Wei Wuxian isn’t among the Twelve Divine Marquises either," another young genius shook his head.

Yet before they could draw a conclusion, the Genius Golden List flashed again, and names repeatedly emerged!

Demon Sword King! Ten Thousand Swords King! Mysterious Female King!