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The surrounding disciples from the various factions were also extremely excited. To be able to simultaneously see so many Martial Emperors and even Martial Saint s made them feel admiration and yearn for them.
Everyone's comprehension was different. Some people couldn't help but have strong thoughts when they saw strong people, and they also discovered some special characteristics from them. Subconsciously imitating them would be extremely helpful for their future cultivation.
After those Wealthy Classes had taken their seats, the ninth phase of the ranking competition officially began.
In the square, there were only about four thousand combat rooms left, which was just enough to include all of the participating disciples.
Those disciples activated their command medallions, stepped into the Combat Chamber, and their bodies erupted with a resplendent light. The weapons in their hands were even lightly colored in color: Spirit Sword s, spirit blades, spirit axes … There were even some disciples who used skulls as magic treasures, but were both a righteous and evil disciple of a sect.
Compared to the fight for the eighth phase, the ninth phase disciples were much easier to deal with. At this level, most of them had at least reached the Martial Master and a few of them had even reached the Martial Saint realm.
With the Martial Saint realm, going up against the Martial Master realm would not be enough to describe the term "crush". It was almost like he was killed before he could even make a move.
In less than an incense's time, one third of the more than two thousand Combat Chamber s had finished their battle. The victor was cultivating cross-legged, and the loser's corpse was carried out of the secret room.
Seeing that their disciples had won, those large sects and sects revealed a proud smile. Some elders began pointing and pointing, as if they were pointing at a monkey, at the disciples of other sects.
If a disciple was beheaded by another faction, the elders of those powers would have a look of pity on their faces and say a few words, but they would definitely not be overly sad. This was because they all knew that these were the rules of Pan'gu Continent: the strong preys on the weak, and martial arts is revered!
Below the stage, Lin Yue's eyes were blazing as he stared at a fight in a secret room on the far left. On that side, a fight that was not too far off in strength was continuing.
One of them had red hair and blue eyes, and was dressed in a strange set of bright colored ancient clothing. He was quite different from the residents of the center zone of the Pan'gu Continent, and should be from a minority of the borderlands.
As for the other person, he was wearing a blue robe. On his chest, there was a large "Chu" character; it was an expert in Ancestral Land of Chu Family.
"Boom!"
The minority took out a Purple Flame Sword. Raging flames mixed with a boundless spiritual pressure as sword qi shot out in all directions. It had the power to shatter a mountain!
The Chu Clan disciple held a shining jade ruler in his hand, on it were engravings of ancient secret characters, seeing the opponent's sword qi that was mixed with flames sweeping over, he raised the ruler and with a wave of his hand, the engravings on the ruler lit up, the resplendent green color suddenly increased, forming a small wave of energy, mixing with the purple sword.
"Bang!"
It was as if a mountain had fallen from the heavens, smashing into the ocean that spanned thousands of years, splashing high into the sky.
The purple flame sword stabbed into the green flower and the green light that had congealed into a stream fiercely splashed out, swaying non-stop. The purple flame sword stabbed into the green flower and immediately the green light that congealed into a stream splashed violently in all directions, shaking non-stop.
The expression of that minority cultivator drastically changed. The flame on his sword flickered a few times before suddenly dying out. Immediately after, it covered the sky and engulfed the cultivator as well. After a few screams, the minority cultivator stopped moving.
"Hu!"
The Chu Clan disciples in the secret chamber let out sighs of relief. They withdrew their jade rods, and as the green light dispersed, they revealed a set of white bones on the ground.
The flesh and blood of that minority cultivator had been melted by the azure light emitted by the jade ruler!
Sitting on the high platform, the elders of the various sects were watching from afar before shouting, "Divine Refining Ruler!"
Within the Eastern Tang Imperial Family, the Duke of Zhenguo, the Duke of Zhenguo and a few others frowned, and asked the Imperial Tutor Wei Qianqing who was beside them: "Master Tutor, what is this Divine Tempering Ruler?"
Wei Qianqing slightly bowed, and said: "Duke, you don't know, but this ruler has a great origin. Rumor has it that it is the work of the number one master refiner of Pan'gu Continent, Feng Shen Yun Tian, from a few thousand years ago, and his original intention behind refining this ruler was for some expert who was about to break through into the Martial God Stage. After that expert failed his tribulation and was blasted to death by the heavenly tribulation, the ruler disappeared without a trace.
"You're saying that this ruler was created for a Martial God!?" The nobles immediately revealed expressions of shock and disbelief.
They had never seen the figure of a Deity-like expert before. However, within the Eastern Tang, the figure of experts were as numerous as the clouds. They had all seen Martial Emperors, and had even witnessed the initial stages of Martial Saint fighting.
At this level, they rarely used any treasures, because with the growth of their strength, Genuine Essence s and bodies were extremely strong. Just using a little bit of the Genuine Essence's power, the magic treasure would not be able to withstand it and explode into pieces.
Wei Qianqing then explained: "However, this Divine Refining Ruler is far from reaching the Divine Artifact level and is still in the Spirit Weapon realm. After the expert who was about to breakthrough died that year, FengShen Yuntian did not continue to improve this ruler. It is still incomplete, and its level is probably around the Spirit Weapon's seventh grade or eighth-grade."
"seventh grade Spirit Weapon are also shocking enough. With our enormous Eastern Tang, there are only twenty or so artifacts on our seventh grade. To be able to use such Spirit Weapon, that young man should be a very core disciple of our Ancestral Land of Chu Family."
Wei Qianqing laughed and said: "The Monarch has handed over this competition for the Leader Board to me, I have some understanding of the young people amongst them. That person is called Chu Yuv, and is the grandson of a great elder of the Ancestral Land of Chu Family. He is nineteen years old this year and possesses great talent, so there is a high possibility that he will be selected as one of the super powerful Guardian Rankers of the Ancestral Land of Chu Family in the future.
Hearing Wei Qianqing talk about Chu Yuv's background, Duke Zhen and the rest finally understood, these super big sects were really not simple.
Even amongst the members of the royal family with Eastern Tang, only the crown prince, Qin Yong, and the eighty-eighth prince, Qin Lin could use the seventh grade Spirit Weapon. The grand elder and grandson of this sect could too, which meant that at this level, the other party would not lose to the Myriad Kingdom by much.
And among the crowd, Lin Yue's eyes shone with a bright light as he also stared at Chu Yuv's hand. However, he was different from the others as his gaze was not fixated on the Divine Refining Ruler, but on Chu Yuv's wrist.
On his wrist, there was a sky-blue jade rope with several wooden beads strung on it. These beads were ordinary, and some of them were not even round balls. They were not expensive items, but were made from pine trees that could be seen normally.
But when Lin Yue looked at it, his mind suddenly buzzed, and all his consciousness disappeared in an instant!
His heart began to heavily beat. Lin Yue exhausted all of his strength to breathe, but he could not feel the air entering his lungs at all. There was a suffocating feeling in his chest, and after Lin Yue slightly shook, his entire face became deathly pale, without a single trace of blood.
Upon seeing this, Gao Xuan said in shock: "Junior brother, what's wrong!?"
Lin Yue acted as though he did not hear, his eyes staring straight into the distance, at the wooden bead in Chu Yuv's hand, at the proud look on the man's face, the figure stood there unperturbed, revealing a confident smile.
"The pearl I gave to Ling'er, how could it be … why is it in his hands?! Why would Ling'er … why would she give it to someone else …"
Lin Yue looked at the figure inside the fighting room numbly as he muttered to himself. It was as if he was struck by lightning and his entire world was flipped upside down.