Chapter 1057: Continue Sweeping

Challengers still came in an endless stream, all having the same thought: what if Yun Yang and Shi Wuchen were the only experts of Residence of Nine Supremes, and what if they had actually exhausted all their strength and were no longer as formidable as just now?

But, Luo Dajiang and the others did the same as Yun Yang, wiping out all the sects who challenged them with only two or three strikes. For a moment, the Residence of Nine Supremes was on a winning streak!

With his eyes slightly closed, Yun Yang sat in the tent and did not say a word. He seemed to be absentminded, but in fact, he was perceiving the unique atmosphere of karmic energy constantly flowing into him while being lost in thought.

The accumulation of karmic energy was unprecedentedly rich and potent!

Normally, even though the karmic energy provided by a martial world practitioner was significant, it was at most equivalent to that of one hundred bad guys on the Tianxuan Continent. But, the amount he received now was clearly and significantly more!

"Evidently, these people had done many terrible things when they were establishing their sects. It seems that the heaven laws of the Bound of Universe still have a limitation, or these people would have long found ways to avoid or deal with it over the years."

Yun Yang watched the balls of karmic energy fly into him as Emmie kept on sucking them in the subconscious space and crying happily, 'What happened today...Why is there such a rich harvest...Ayaya...'

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The facts proved that Yun Yang was right. When the battle began, the sky was still dark and it was almost impossible to see anything. It was not until they fought over a dozen sects in a row that the sky began to grow slightly bright.

Of course, it was also because Yun Yang, Shi Wuchen, and the others were so strong that they had finished off all their opponents with only a few moves, so the time taken was naturally shorter.

After these fights, no one from the Residence of Nine Supremes was wounded. As a result, the latecomers did not dare to take their chances anymore. Instead, they let others challenge first while they waited!

After all, the corpses piled up like a hill beside the Residence of Nine Supremes's tent made for a ghastly sight that had struck fear into those who witnessed it! Although the crowd had presumed that the Residence of Nine Supremes must be somewhat formidable from their arrogant behavior, none of them had expected them to be so fearsome!

As the latecomers hesitated and no one dared to challenge, the Residence of Nine Supremes answered the challenges with their disciples, all of whom were little boys and girls, looking young and tender. At the sight of them, the crowd grew bold again.

"Let's kill them all and clip off the Residence of Nine Supremes's wings!"

Yun Xiuxin and Lu Changman, the first and the last of the top ten disciples, were the first pair to answer the challenge. It was the first time they had fought a battle with the enemies outnumbering them. So, they were very cautious as soon as the fight began, and had been retaining their strength for an emergency. However, as they fought, they realized...

The people from this sect were extremely weak, and even though finishing them off was not as easy as flipping a palm, it was still very simple! Moreover, their so-called elders and sect leader were even weaker than the dozens of junior brothers and sisters who had stayed back in the sect!

As they exchanged a glance and confirmed their thoughts, their confidence rose. Then, they no longer held back and began to slaughter at will!

'Sect Leader has told us to kill all the opponents!'

The fight lasted only about fifteen minutes before the sect was completely wiped out. Moreover, it was due to both disciples not daring to fight with all their might at the beginning of the battle, thus causing a delay.

But, the two little fellas' performance after the fight was not as good. Instead of cleaning up the battlefield, they were throwing up on the spot. After all, they were still quite young. They were fine when they were focused on fighting, but now when they looked at the heaps of corpses and puddles of blood created by them, they both felt sick to their core. 'Those men were alive just now...'

The visual and mental impact was very serious, causing them to throw up.

Even when Bai Yexing and Duanmu Feng returned from the second fight, they were still throwing up. The second pair's performance was much better than the first one. Other than the slightly pale faces, they did not have any negative reactions.

The third pair was Hu Xiaofan and Meng Qianshan. When they returned, Meng Qianshan's face was pale as well, but Hu Xiaofan looked as if he had just done something very common.

By the time it was time for breakfast early in the morning, the Residence of Nine Supremes had defeated and wiped out twenty-three sects with no casualties. But, such an amazing achievement came in second when compared with their shocking efficiency of slaying the enemies.

Well, it was not exactly true that the Residence of Nine Supremes suffered no casualties, because after the top ten disciples had all fought, Yun Xiuxin, Lu Changman, Lin Xiaorou, and Cheng Jiajia came together to throw up until their entire strength had left their limbs, and their fighting strength was no longer as vibrant as before.

While frowning at them, Yun Yang made a seemingly inhuman decision.

When another sect challenged them, he directly ordered Yun Xiuxin and Lu Changman to answer the challenge once again. Moreover, he made it clear to them that they would not rest after the fight, and would fight the next challenger as well.

"You can come back and rest when you have stopped throwing up. Of course, you can rest forever as well if you were killed by the enemies."

The approach of fighting fire with fire was very efficient, and the result was instant and significant.

After three more fights, although Yun Xiuxin and Lu Changman still looked pale, their foreheads were covered with cold sweat, and their stomachs were churning, they had gradually overcome the negative feeling and stopped throwing up!

Seeing that both disciples had become better, Yun Yang replaced them with Cheng Jiajia and Lin Xiaorou.

The mental quality of the two little girls was worse than that of Yun Xiuxin and Lu Changman. They fought four waves of challengers in a row but still felt nausea and vomited. Even though they managed to win the fifth fight subsequently, they were already in a flurry. However, Yun Yang forced them to continue despite that. In the subsequent two fights, both little girls had faced several perilous situations and were even lightly wounded, but Yun Yang still did not change his mind. He even stopped Kong Luoyue from rescuing them.

"No one is allowed to intervene! Do you think I was just spouting air? They will either kill all the enemies and come back victorious without throwing up, or be killed by the enemies and fall into an eternal sleep, left to be buried by us!

"They have only two options, and if they are killed by the enemies because of some careless mistakes due to their soft hearts, that's their fate, and has nothing to do with anyone!"

Fortunately, although Cheng Jiajia and Lin Xiaorou were in constant danger, they managed to defeat the enemies over and over again, and eventually stood in the Residence of Nine Supremes's camp with dirty blood all over them. Meanwhile, their faces had transformed from pale to cold.

In such a short timeframe, the two little girls had quickly completed the transformation. Although they were not cold-blooded, their hearts had grown cold!

By this time, the sun was well up in the sky.

Yun Yang, Shi Wuchen, and the others sat in the tent drinking tea, looking calm and leisurely. Outside, the ten disciples were dealing with the challengers, and Yun Xiuxin was deciding who would face the sects that came to challenge them.

"You are the eldest senior sister, and this is your responsibility."

"You will take the command and decide who to face the challenges."

"You don't know? It's fine. If they are killed because of your wrong command, it will be your responsibility, and it is your incompetence that would have killed them!"

At the moment, Yun Xiuxin was extremely nervous; she was tensed at all times, and her little face was serious. She was so serious and cautious that she was almost morbid. She had to carefully observe each enemy, calculate the strength of every person in every sect, and then compare them with her junior brothers and sister before making the most detailed arrangements.

"Boss, don't you think you've pushed them too far?" Shi Wuchen felt a little pity for the disciples.

"The martial world is the most ruthless place. If we want to let them grow up as quickly as possible, the only way is to pressure and temper them to the extreme!"

"By forcing them now, even if there is a miscalculation which causes them to face dangerous situations, they will still have the chance to save themselves as these people are clearly weaker than them. But, if we don't seize this opportunity and train them, we will have to suffer real losses when we face formidable sects in the future. By that time, the situation will not be something we can control!"

Yun Yang's eyes were full of confidence; he was certain that his approach was correct. The process might be too cruel for Yun Xiuxin, but it was necessary for her to go through it! The martial world was a ruthless place, and it would never allow juniors to be carefully nurtured like precious plants in a glasshouse.

It would be best if they could be trained and tempered. If not, they would be replaced by the juniors, and they could only blame their incompetence and no one else!

Yun Yang's judgment was obviously extremely accurate and without a trace of error. None of the sects that competed with the Residence of Nine Supremes on the same field could match its strength!

One must know that in this place, despite how much hatred the Residence of Nine Supremes had courted through their arrogance, it was not the only sect that fought all the other sects. In fact, many sects were desperately attacking each other and fighting to the death in almost every corner.

This was the true portrayal of the battle of the Celestial Luck Banners. Otherwise, three days would never be enough for over five hundred sects to fight with one another and decide the final winner!

The Celestial Luck Banner, the physical object symbolizing the qualification for the battle, was now suspended in the sky. It was because of this object that all the sects and everyone present were fighting with all their might.

In just one morning, the square was already covered with blood as battle cries and miserable shrieks shook the sky, and over fifty sects disappeared forever from this world!

"So many people died here just for a qualification...Is it really worth it? Besides, even if they did get the qualification, they might not be able to defeat those men who truly own celestial luck." Lan Ruojun sighed with emotions.

"This is celestial luck!" Yun Yang's eyes were thoughtful. "Celestial luck is owned by everyone, but no one truly has control over it. In the face of such a situation, the wisest choice is none other than playing safe, going back home, getting oneself a wife, and never stepping foot in the martial world for the rest of the life. As long as one does not wish for more celestial luck and just wants to spend the rest of the life in peace, one can naturally live in peace and leisure."

"However, anyone with even just a little bit of greed and wish to rise above everyone else would have to brave through mountains of corpses and seas of blood!"

"In fact, the same principle applies to everything outside the martial arts. This is also another example of the famous saying 'the multitude of ways of the world lead to the same path'."

"What everyone is fighting for right now is the ownership of the final celestial luck, and only when one seizes the celestial luck can one understand that there are differences between celestial lucks! And, if one wishes to obtain a stronger celestial luck, one would have to fight again, snatch again, rob again, occupy again...!

"This is a journey without an end, and perhaps is deeper and farther than the vast journey of martial arts, truly without an end!"

When they had finished listening to Yun Yang, Shi Wuchen and the others nodded silently.

Meanwhile, Kong Luoyue smiled. "No doubt Boss's words are reasonable, but they are too far from us now. For now, our strength has put us far ahead of the others at least, and none of the sects here can match us."

Yun Yang's eyes were half-closed as he said faintly, "Our purpose here this time has never been to just fight for the qualification, but to seize the celestial luck. With our current strength, I am confident that we can even defeat those sects with lower-class Celestial Luck Banners...So, it would be unusual if we came across a formidable opponent in this qualification battle!"

"In fact, we should have trampled all the opponents in this qualification battle even now, but we have not. To me, such efficiency is really too low!"

Yes, the strength of the Residence of Nine Supremes far exceeded that of the other sects here. Otherwise, with Lin Xiaorou and Cheng Jiajia's fighting strength, how could they fight five challengers in a row and even defeat them all in the end? Had Yun Yang and the others struck out separately, the Residence of Nine Supremes would have wiped out over a hundred sects by now!

This was the reality, the most true and cruelest reality!

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By midday, the Residence of Nine Supremes had fought another twenty-five challengers, and the sun was already high up in the sky. The entire square was covered with blood trickling in streams, as well as the pungent smell of blood that suffocated those who inhaled it, filling all nostrils and mouths with the smell of rusty iron.

But, just as the sun moved to the top of the sky, a white fog suddenly appeared and all the corpses, blood, and traces of battle were gone in the blink of an eye amidst a strange whistle. It was as if those corpses and blood had never existed before.

"The Mount Penta-Tier is indeed magical!" Yun Yang sighed softly. Perhaps these people might have been resurrected and sent out in the eyes of others. But, Yun Yang knew that they were truly dead. The karmic energy he had obtained had proven that, because it could only be produced from the dead.

Moreover, the many weapons, resources, and even storage rings were real, and not illusions. They had been sitting firmly in the hands of the winners.

When dusk fell, all the corpses, broken limbs, heads, and blood produced during the whole afternoon once again disappeared mysteriously.

After one whole day of intense fighting, there were less than one hundred sects left!