Legendary Sword God Sect - Chapter 87

Nightin could tell that Cloud didn’t want Zero to leave and that it wasn’t just because Zero was his most talented disciple, that’s what his hunch told him at least.

Cloud stood up from the ground as he took the initiative to walk to where the Nirvana sect belongs, standing together with the Nirvana sect, he could sense the overpowering aura each of the disciples were releasing.

All of these youths have extraordinary combat skills and their combat experience alongside with the maturity they possess, all of these traits were far beyond what their ages should have. He was sure that all the disciples here, have experienced the true definition of the cultivation world.

Lancelot glanced over to peek at Cloud before looking away from him, his gaze was currently fixated on the rules which were being projected in the sky, someone insignificant like Cloud wasn’t worth his attention at the moment.

The other disciples especially Pawn was puzzled when he felt that Cloud didn’t hold any hostility towards him and asked “Hall master Cloud, why did you choose to attack me just now?”

Cloud sighed, just how long has it been since a youth has the qualifications to question me? He raised his head up and could see the slight tinge of innocent and said “Sometimes in life, things are beyond our own control, there are times where you have to make a decision.”

Abby herself understood just how much it hurts to know that someone you love, would be out there wandering aimlessly after having lost his goal in life. She could only try to console Cloud, “Hall master Cloud, I’m sure that Zero will be safe.”

Cloud shook his head as he said “I don’t worry about him, he’s definitely capable of surviving on his own, even the upper realm would only be his stepping stone.”

The younger generation may not know about this yet, but Nightin had learnt about this from his master. The upper realm they know of right now, is merely one of the ten thousand low grade realms out there.

His generation however would be the one to change this fate, they were the golden generation who are destined to bring up their ranks, right into the rankings of the hundred high grade realms.

While most people would enter a middle grade realm after they manage to step past the Martial Saint realm, they have to start from the tough point immediately, they would face suppression there and realise how pathetically weak they are.

But before all that can take place, how would they get past the impending doom and chaos, its ropes were loosen and the horse is ready to go on a rampage once again.

One of the seventy two evil guards who serve the eighteen evil leaders, their ranking may be treated as low to the leaders and even the Overlords, but each of their cultivation were still past the saint realm at the very least.

On one of the desolated islands in the upper realm, the lasso restraining the legion horse was actually cut off by someone and the horse went on a rampage again, but it was smart enough as it took on human form before staying on that island to recover.

The announcer then started “Due to the unforeseen circumstances where the Psychic sect had withdraw all of a sudden, we have decided to make a sudden change to the rules where only one King Force, would be eliminated every round.”

“As everyone knows, for a sect to have strength to stand out among the others, just the strongest among their respective forces wouldn’t suffice, the middle tier and even the low tier disciples or members, all play an important part as well.” The announcer continued.

“In order for this to take place, the first round will be held today right now, while the second and third round will be held three days and seven days from now respectively.” The announcer concluded the introduction speech as a scroll containing the rules flew to all the respective leaders.

Nightin reached his hand out as he grabbed the scroll, the scroll was locked with a seal which could only be opened if the person holding it, has the cultivation base of a completion stage Martial King realm.

Precautions had to be taken in case some thief appears from the shadows and nab it before scooting off.

Nightin read the instructions which told him to send his disciples over and that the transportation array would be provided, he just had to choose the name list for the upcoming number needed from his two thousand plus strong sect.

In the high tier disciples section, he was confident that no one would be their match, but it required seven people to attack the number generator tablet.

The number generator tablet can generate up to four digits and in order to clear this stage, seven people would have to strike it and add up their combined score, this resulted in the problem they are facing right now.

All they have are Lancelot, Ray, Little Black, Alexander and Abby, even if Ayden were to make it here in time, they would still be short of one member.

“Hey guys, what’s going on right now? I’m sorry for being late!” Ayden who they had been waiting for finally arrived as he approached them with a jump, what they didn’t expect was that, a spiderweb actually formed below Ayden when he landed.

Ayden looked at Nightin, then his fellow seniors and juniors before looking at the crowd, realising that he has broken some expensive tiles, he merely laughed it off before acting like nothing had happened.

The crowd in the meantime, was astounded by what they just took into them, did someone break the tiles with enough durability to withstand a completion stage Martial Lord attack by landing?

Lancelot briefly explained the rules to everyone including Ayden as he said “We only have six people compared to the other sects, but if we don’t somehow find someone else, we won’t even be able to participate.”

Nightin smiled as he scanned around with his soul detection and assured them “At least Ayden is finally here, as for the last person… You can show yourself now.”

“Hehe, do you need my help?”