Sword Sovereign of the Celestial Emperor-Chapter 120, Zhuang Qing’s Talent

"How is it possible?" Yan Lingyu exclaimed in a low voice. Li Yun was one of the five great talents of the Great Yan Kingdom. If even he didn’t have a chance to enter the palace, then the conditions to enter would be too harsh.

In fact, this was nothing but Yan Lingyu’s wishful thinking. The five great talents of the Great Yan Kingdom were only outstanding in intermediate countries. In advanced countries, they were nothing but ordinary, let alone in the Celestial Realm, one of the weakest small domains on the continent.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Sure enough, as soon as Liu Lin’s words fell, the red light in the blue pillar suddenly shattered, stopping at the position of two inches and nine-tenths, without the slightest possibility of moving forward.

"Impossible!!!"

Li Yun, who prided himself on being a prodigy, couldn’t accept this fact. His eyes immediately turned bloodshot, his eye sockets on the verge of tearing apart. Two inches nine and three inches, the gap was simply too large.

Boom!

In a fit of shame and anger, Li Yun completely lost the ability to think. He directly struck out with his palm, red fire spiritual power surged around him like wildfire. The surrounding air was crushed and exploded, countless sparks flying.

"Fool!"

Zhuang Qing coldly mocked. Just the aura emanating from the palace gave them a feeling as deep as an abyss. Li Yun dared to attack the palace directly; he was simply courting death!

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Before Li Yun’s Fire Palm could touch the blue crystal pillar, it suddenly lit up with a blue light, instantly reaching him, annihilating all surrounding fire aura.

Poof! Poof! Poof...

Within the blue light, there was a worrisome fluctuation that directly hit Li Yun, lingering on his body, and a sealing power quietly flowed on him.

"How could this happen?!" Blown away by a single blow, Li Yun suddenly woke up, reflecting on his earlier actions, he secretly regretted. He knew he had been too impulsive.

Under normal circumstances, he would never have been so impulsive. But Li Huo’s death, coupled with Chu Ming’s achievement of three inches with the red light before, had stimulated him greatly, causing him to completely lose his composure.

Stopping his body and checking it, he was surprised to find that there was no injury on him, not even a minor one. This was indeed an unexpected result.

However, the joy on his face soon turned to dust; his face became ashen because he couldn’t sense any spiritual power within him. His entire body felt empty, no different from an ordinary person.

"This isn’t real!!" Li Yun thought it was an illusion and tried once more to mobilize the spiritual power within him, but still, there was no sign of it.

Finally, after dozens of attempts, he had to give up. The light in his eyes had long dimmed; he understood, he was finished!

Without the ability to mobilize his spiritual power, relying solely on his physical strength, he was only equivalent to a Ninth Layer Transcendence Realm martial artist.

Among the core disciples present, any one of them was at the peak of the Transcendence Realm, capable of even exchanging two or three moves with True Dao martial artists. Instantly, he became the weakest presence among them.

From one of the high and mighty five great talents, he had suddenly become nearly useless. Li Yun felt like dying, but as the saying goes, a good death is better than a bad life. Now, his priority was to survive.

Swoosh!

He didn’t return before the palace but chose to leave directly. Among the many disciples near the palace, there were quite a few who bore grudges against him, and even the disciples of Burning Fire Valley had some resentment towards him.

Initially, his strong power made this insignificant, but now it was different. He chose to leave the palace’s vicinity.

"Why did he leave?"

Watching Li Yun’s departing figure, many present felt puzzled. However, only a few keen-eyed core disciples could discern some clues from Li Yun’s speed.

"Li Yun is finished!"

Liu Lin said lightly, his eyes filled with melancholy. With their eyesight, it was almost instant to see that Li Yun’s body no longer had the slightest trace of spiritual power.

The era of the five great talents had come to an end!

And among the core disciples of Burning Fire Valley, only Du Wei and an extreme Transcendence Realm disciple remained, immediately putting them in a weak position among the five teams.

"I’ll go!"

The third person to approach the blue pillar was a True Dao disciple from the Celestial Star Sect. But the red light only rose to the height of two inches and five-tenths, then stopped again. He shook his head. In fact, when Li Yun’s red light stopped at two inches and nine-tenths, the core disciples knew entering the palace wouldn’t be easy.

No danger was found, yet the difficulty of entering the palace was high. Many core disciples felt inclined to try their luck.

Subsequently, seven or eight disciples attempted, and none reached the three-inch mark. The highest red light stopped at two inches and eight-tenths.

Chu Ming watched silently, guessing that two inches nine-tenths and three inches might be a threshold. He felt that his red light was higher than Li Yun’s probably because the white light sheet unknowingly enhanced his talent.

"I’ll go!"

Liu Lin stepped out from the team and said plainly, immediately attracting the attention of others. He was the second of the five great talents to try.

The first, naturally, was Li Yun, who had already left.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Liu Lin lightly struck the blue pillar with his palm, and the red light surged, rising from the base of the blue pillar.

Within dozens of breaths, the red light stopped at three inches. Seeing this, Liu Lin finally breathed a sigh of relief. Honestly, at first, he was extremely nervous.

A flash of red light entered his mind and then settled down.

Half of the group had tried, yet only Chu Ming and Liu Lin succeeded, causing the core disciples present to feel somewhat heavy-hearted.

Seems like Liu Lin inspired a fighting spirit, as the next to attempt after Liu Lin was Zhuang Qing from the Martial Extreme Sect.

Zhuang Qing’s face was full of Blade Master’s arrogance, and his Sword Aura was concentrated and unwavering. Dressed in a green robe, he looked rather elegant.

Watching Zhuang Qing, Chu Ming’s expression tightened. Zhuang Qing’s blade sharpness was too pronounced; even a glance at it caused one’s eyes deep pain.

Buzz! Buzz! Buzz!

Zhuang Qing struck the blue pillar with his palm, and the red light ascended faster than Liu Lin’s.

Within dozens of breaths, the red light stopped at three inches and one-tenth, higher than both Chu Ming and Liu Lin.

Swoosh!

A flash of red light entered his mind, deeply imprinting within.

"Seems like Zhuang Qing has comprehended Sword Intent!" Li Yuqing said gravely. Zhuang Qing’s understanding of the blade was indeed extraordinary. Before comprehending Sword Intent, they might have been on the same level, but once Zhuang Qing understood Sword Intent, the gap immediately formed.