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The Cheng Dao Sect had come to participate in the Sky East Tournament. Aside from Xiao Zhang, Ye Yi Ren, and the eliminated Gold Cultivator Lu Ming, the remaining four were all behind Xiao Zhang. The two Nascent Soul cultivators and two Gold cultivators still had a significant gap in strength. An hour after Xiao Zhang arrived in Old Sand Town, the two Nascent Soul cultivators finally reached the outskirts of Old Sand Town but paused in their tracks.
Only one Nascent Soul cultivator from the Treasure Pavilion, Dong Wenming, remained, looking grave as he observed the scene in Old Sand Town. Two individuals who appeared to be worlds apart in strength were now evenly matched, leaving everyone puzzled about how this was possible.
The Gold Period cultivators did not directly confront Xiao Zhang. However, their understanding of the Dao had reached a level that left onlookers mesmerized. They were unable to approach the realm of battle; no matter how closely they watched, they felt as if they were being kept at bay, merely spectators with nothing of value to gain.
The Nine Heavens Thunder of Divine Descent and the Land of Slaughter loomed ominously. If one were to approach too closely, within a hundred meters of those two, they would risk being caught in a deadly wave of energy—like ants crushed underfoot without anyone noticing.
Above them, dark clouds gathered ominously; not a single bird or beast could be seen. The beasts fled in fear, as creatures of the earth often sensed danger more acutely than humans. To them, Old Sand Town felt like a source of disaster to be avoided at all costs.
Atop the Sky's End Tower, during a previous meeting between the Treasure Pavilion and Jade Void Sect, that same Gold Cultivator had been present. Everyone had wondered why two Super Sects and a first-rate sect would invite two Loose Cultivators to join them. Now it seemed that those individuals had looked down upon others with disdain.
That individual must have been Wen Ming Dao Ren from the Treasure Pavilion, who could recognize such talent before him. Was it true what they said about him enjoying a wide circle of friends?
Gan Ning from Cheng Dao Sect casually remarked, equally astonished by the unfolding scene. It was likely that aside from the freak ranked tenth on the Heavenly Ranking, no one else could reach such a level. Given that Xiao Zhang had arrived an hour earlier, it was probable that the two had already been fighting for at least half an hour. How could this young Divine Period cultivator withstand such pressure against someone like Lu? A normal Gold Cultivator would have been drained by now.
What surprised Xiao Zhang even more was that Gu Ping, a Gold Cultivator, seemed unaffected by the Transcendent Practitioner’s Sealing the Heavens technique. The reason why Transcendent Practitioners were revered was that they could wield spells like Sealing the Heavens to convert celestial energy into their own power, preventing other cultivators from tapping into it. Yet here was someone who appeared completely unaffected by it—Xiao Zhang couldn't fathom how Gu Ping managed that.
Even more astonishing was Jiang Ping’s Chaos Attribute spiritual energy. The sheer strength of his energy rivaled some of the talented disciples outside his sect. Where did such a genius come from? This filled Xiao Zhang with confusion.
The main difference between Transcendence and Nascent Soul lay in their ability to utilize Sealing the Heavens. A Divine Cultivator’s signature spell allowed them to traverse the skies while Nascent Soul Stage cultivators could transform spiritual energy into matter. Jin Qi could initially communicate with heaven and earth to absorb their spiritual energy for personal use; Nascent Soul cultivators sensed this energy directly but were limited by their own external spiritual power. In contrast, Sealing the Heavens cut off that connection entirely. A typical Transcendence Stage cultivator would likely fall from grace within an hour—perhaps even within mere moments—if faced with a Transcendent Practitioner’s might.
Suddenly, two figures appeared beside them, startling the two. Bu Luo reminded them that outsiders were not allowed to interfere in the battle, allowing the three to observe while also sharing some experiences. Otherwise, they would have been caught up in a life-and-death struggle from the very beginning, leaving no room for idle chatter.
Yun Xiangyi had heard that Ye Youluo was also present, but he wondered if it was true.
He had never heard of a renowned cultivator named Coco, but those who regarded each other as rivals among the Super Sect had already gathered information about the participants of the Sky East Tournament. It wouldn’t be possible for them to meet without recognizing each other.
"Once I see him, I can just ask," Yun Xiangyi said leisurely as he adjusted his sleeves. His exquisite robe was adorned with a unique leg technique that embroidered the red tide pattern on the cuffs. That garment was likely rare in the Cultivation World, indicating that Yun Xiangyi held a significant status and was probably a Noble Scion.
"I wonder how long Jiang Ping can hold out?" Dong Wenming asked confidently, turning to the three beside him. As they spoke, the two in mid-air exchanged blows dozens of times. On two occasions, they were separated by several dozen meters, yet Xiao Zhang could have used his weapon to strike Gu Ping but instead pulled back quickly like a startled bird.
As they swiftly changed their stances and unleashed talismans, their battle provided a real-time teaching moment for the four observers. The battlefield was as dazzling as fireworks, leaving them breathless. After two near collisions ended with Xiao Zhang retreating, the third opportunity for close combat finally arrived. The four watching were captivated; Yun Xiangyi slowly closed his eyes while Dong Wenming smirked. Gan Ning wore a serious expression, and Fan Xiwen’s eyes widened in shock at the unfolding scene.
The Overlord Sword.
Although Xiao Zhang had prepared himself to some extent, he underestimated the power of the Overlord Sword. The sword path had always been an independent route within the three thousand Great Daos of the Cultivation World—a solitary path that few could traverse successfully. No matter how many dedicated their lives to mastering it, few could truly grasp its essence. Yet countless others flocked to it like moths to a flame, even those renowned for their swordsmanship were often seen as merely picking up a few translucent shells from the ocean of Great Dao.
As one of the most mainstream weapons in existence, swords were favored by all cultivators in Tiandong. Countless famous swords existed, and sword techniques varied widely. However, none had ever heard of the Overlord Sword before today—not just Xiao Zhang but everyone present in Universe Hall and Grand Arena was hearing that name for the first time. While most cultivators could wield flying swords, only a handful could claim mastery over swordsmanship because every practitioner would develop their own Sword Intent. This Sword Intent was like a force condensed from heaven and earth, allowing those who truly understood it to unleash their swords with an overwhelming presence akin to the arrival of Great Dao itself—that was true swordsmanship.
Although Xiao Zhang wielded a spear instead of a sword, he recognized that this small golden cultivator was executing an ordinary sword technique rather than true Sword Intent. The intense Sword Intent felt like an incredibly powerful force—so overwhelming that it left one unable to react in time. Despite its straightforward approach, it caught opponents off guard completely; its immense power didn’t require a full-strength strike from a Nascent Soul Cultivator to be devastating—such talent was simply terrifying.
The Great Halberd clashed with the longsword, unleashing a tremendous shockwave that scattered the dark clouds above. Lightning flashed across the sky, and a beam of blazing sunlight broke through the cloud cover, making it difficult for Fan Xiwen to discern what was happening on the battlefield. All he could see were two silhouettes colliding like shadow puppets in the sunlight.
Sword Intent?
Yun Xiangyi suddenly opened his eyes, no longer daring to use his Divine Sense to visualize the battle before him. The Overlord Sword's Sword Intent was incredibly fierce; each strike felt as if it could pierce through his Divine Sense, forcing Yun Xiangyi to abruptly end his visualization to avoid being harmed.
Could it be that he had truly entered the realm of swordsmanship?
He probably wouldn't be much weaker than Gu Ping, who ranked tenth on the Heavenly Ranking.
Despite his praise, few held high hopes for Gu Ping. After all, the gap between gold and Transcendence couldn't simply be bridged by Sword Intent. If it could, swordsmanship would have long dominated the Cultivation World, and there would be no other Daoist Sects left standing. It wouldn't be like now, where only one Sword Sect in the World of Mortals was recognized as a Holy Land of swordsmanship. While there were Dao Zun in the heavenly realm, there was no Sword Sovereign. Thus, no matter how much the Sword Sect struggled, they remained overlooked by those Super Sects that thrived under their protective shadows.
Moreover, swordsmanship was a tightly-knit discipline; any type of Sword Technique sought to cultivate Sword Intent without conflict with the Great Dao. It wasn't that other Sects couldn't have masters of swordsmanship; after all, Chen Taiyi of Primordial Dao was widely acknowledged as a master of swordsmanship. His Daoist Sect maintained a mountain formation—the Great Five Elements Sword Formation—that even Great Immortals couldn't breach. This lack of independence in swordsmanship was partly due to its accessibility; anyone could learn it—talent aside.
As the longsword and Great Halberd collided in midair, resounding booms echoed throughout Old Sand Town. The sharp sounds compelled nearby cultivators watching the duel to cast soundproofing spells to protect themselves from being injured by the explosive noise.
I heard that if you're a Loose Cultivator, you might consider joining their Cheng Dao Sect.
At the beginning of the Dao lies the source of heaven: One Qi Transforms into Three Pure Ones.
With both combatants close together, Liangyi Sword and Xiao Zhang's Rending Heaven Halberd intertwined fiercely. Suddenly, Gu Ping recited an enigmatic incantation directed at Xiao Zhang. In Xiao Zhang's astonished gaze, Gu Ping split into three figures, each wielding a sword and forming the Eastern Three Talents Sword Formation, surrounding Xiao Zhang within their sword array while he was still in shock.
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