Young Martial God

In the Heavenspan Pagoda, two light spots appeared on the fifth level, and one on the sixth level.    

At this time, Ye Zhi and Yanyu Jiangnan were both at the fifth level, and the sword mark was at the sixth level.    

Fu Chen had failed at the fourth level seven days ago. In the end, only Ye Zhi and the other two managed to clear the level.    

Bang!    

Ye Zhi fell from the sky and heavily fell to the ground. His entire body was covered in blood, and there was almost nothing left of him. Even his face was full of scars. How could he be so miserable?    

"Splash!    

Ye Zhi finally collapsed to the ground. He spat out a large amount of blood. His eyes were wide open as he gasped for breath.    

"Pass."    

Five high Unforgetful Stage sword slaves stood in the room and looked at Ye Zhi coldly.    

"Cough."    

Ye Zhi pursed his lips and instantly tore off the wounds on his body. He coughed and his face twisted.    

Hu!    

He kept panting. He gritted his teeth and used a lot of strength to sit up straight.    

Staring at the five sword slaves, a hint of a smile appeared in his eyes.    

There were a total of four high Unforgetful Stage sword slaves at the fourth level. If he wanted to clear the level, he would have to break through the sword formation.    

He had spent four days here.    

The fifth level was even more terrifying. Five high-level Unforgetful Stage warriors would have to last five days under the attacks of these five people.    

Ye Zhi had forgotten how he had managed to hold on. The only thought in his mind was that he couldn't fall.    

Looking at his miserable state, Ye Zhi was a little curious about what level Yanyu Jiangnan and the sword mark had reached.    

"Yanyu Jiangnan's cultivation is on par with mine. He should be at the fifth level, right? Sword marks. This man is a little strange."    

Ye Zhi muttered to himself. Then, he took out two servings of spirit water and poured them into his mouth.    

It took him half a day to recover. After that, he entered the sixth level.    

Huh?    

After reaching the sixth level, he was instantly stunned as he stared at the only figure inside.    

"You, you actually..."    

Looking at Supreme Sword Venerable, Ye Zhi's face was pale as he said in a trembling voice.    

Are you asking me to fight Supreme Sword Venerable? He was going crazy.    

A strange smile appeared on Supreme Sword Venerable's face. He stared at Ye Zhi and said, "This is just a clone of my will, a Peak of Unforgetful Stage warrior."    

"The sixth level is a battle of will. Defeat me and you will be able to clear the level. Otherwise, you will die."    

The last word caused Ye Zhi's entire body to go cold, and his mind felt as if it was being pricked by needles. He stared at Supreme Sword Venerable, and a wisp of deep fear appeared in his eyes.    

He didn't doubt Supreme Sword Venerable's words. If he couldn't pass the sixth level, then his fate would be miserable.    

A battle of wills could not be defeated.    

Ye Zhi's body froze, and a hint of determination appeared in his eyes.    

Even if he was facing a Martial Highness, he could not lose.    

Gritting his teeth, Ye Zhi slowly walked into the room, staring at Supreme Sword Venerable and closing his eyes.    

On the other side, Yanyu Jiangnan had also entered the sixth level. He wasn't facing Supreme Sword Venerable, but a sword slave with the strength of a Peak of Unforgetful Stage.    

"Defeat me and you'll pass."    

If Ye Zhi saw this scene, he would certainly be dumbfounded.    

Yanyu Jiangnan was facing a Peak of Unforgetful Stage sword slave. If he wanted to pass, he had to defeat him. And what he was facing was Supreme Sword Venerable's avatar of will.    

The difference between them was like heaven and earth.    

Bang!    

When Ye Zhi closed his eyes, he felt an explosion in his head. In the next second, he appeared in an unfamiliar world.    

The whole world was filled with swords.    

The void was filled with surging sword intent. Ye Zhi felt a piercing pain all over his body, as if it was a moment. Sharp swords passed through their bodies.    

Looking around, Ye Zhi's face was pale, and his brows were heavy. He knew that there was only his own will and Supreme Sword Venerable's will in this world.    

"This is the world of my will. If you destroy this world and crush my will, you will pass smoothly. " Otherwise, you will be crushed by my will, turning into a speck of dust. "    

Supreme Sword Venerable's voice sounded in the void like thunder.    

Clang!    

His voice seemed to resonate with the surroundings. In an instant, the sound of the sword spread out like thunder. The sword trembled, and endless sword intent was aroused.    

The strong murderous aura made Ye Zhi's entire body shake. His gaze froze, and he felt a sense of danger approaching in his heart.    

Bang!    

The dense sword rose from the ground and turned into a rain of swords in the air, rushing towards Ye Zhi.    

Crack!    

Clang! Clang!    

The air trembled, and a deafening explosion sounded out as the sword whistled through the air.    

Ye Zhi's eyes were wide open. Under the enhancement of the powerful sword intent, his mind was trembling, and he seemed to be on the verge of breaking down.    

Retreat.    

This thought suddenly appeared in his mind.    

Sou!    

He quickly retreated.    

However, in the field of vision, the sword rain was even faster. It had already covered everything in its surroundings.    

Bang! Bang!    

Ka!    

The void collapsed like glass, collapsing time and time again as the rain of swords descended on his body.    

"Wah!"    

A wail resounded throughout the entire world. That cry caused everyone to shiver in fear. It seemed to be a hundred times more painful than hell.    

A dense sword pierced through his body.    

Countless swords surged from the surroundings. Those swords were warm, cold, gloomy, fierce... Endless sword intent filled his mind. He did not even have the slightest thought of resisting. In an instant, he collapsed.    

At this moment, the incarnation of his mind became a hundred holes and thousands of sores. It was like a balloon that had been pierced. With a bang, it exploded.    

"Is it over?"    

This was his last thought. Then, his body turned into nothingness and disappeared without a trace.    

Swords passed through the void and returned to their original places. This world slowly returned to its silence. Only surging sword intent filled every corner of the void.    

In a certain corner of the void, two figures, one on the left and one on the right, were paying close attention to the battle situation.    

"Senior Sikong, isn't doing this a bit rash?"    

A trace of regret appeared in Supreme Sword Venerable's eyes as he muttered to himself.    

Si Kong stared at the void with an indifferent expression. There was not the slightest fluctuation on his face. His voice was even more calm. "How much time is left until the Ranking Tournament?"    

"Four years." Supreme Sword Venerable's expression was gloomy.    

"Four years. For an ordinary person, I'm afraid he won't even be able to break through a small realm." Si Kong's expression was melancholic. "In order to maintain the status of Heavenly Spirit Martial Realm, at least two of the participants will be at the fifth level of the Tranquil Stage realm."    

"How many people in the nine regions can do it?"    

Si Kong looked at Supreme Sword Venerable.    

Supreme Sword Venerable fell into silence.    

"Sigh, time doesn't wait for me."    

Si Kong let out a long sigh. The voice seemed to have traveled to every corner of Heavenly Spirit Martial Realm.    

"The world has no domain, and it is a symbiotic relationship. The ranking battle that happens once every hundred years is both an opportunity and a challenge."    

"On the other hand, only those that are ranked within the top 100 are able to enjoy a hundred year period of peace. Once they fall out of the top 100, it will be followed by the invasion of numerous dimensions, and it will continue endlessly."    

"I never imagined that the Heavenly Spirit Martial Realm has already declined to such an extent. If it isn't maintained within the top 100 this time, then it would be dangerous."    

Supreme Sword Venerable sighed. "Last time, the Heavenly Spirit Martial Realm was ranked ninety-fifth."    

Si Kong was startled, and then a bitter smile appeared on his face.    

Ninety-five, only five more, and he fell out of the top hundred.    

Once he fell out of the top hundred, he would no longer be exempted. At that time, large and small realms would come and fight for the resources of Heavenly Spirit Martial Realm, and he might even be reduced to a colony.    

"There are still three people who can fight in the nine domains. Including these three, there are six people participating in the Ranking Tournament this time." Supreme Sword Venerable laughed bitterly. "Back then, although Heavenly Spirit Martial Realm wasn't the strongest, it was still ranked in the top twenty in the domain. There were also dozens of Martial Venerables, but..."    

"Perhaps, he is the hope of the Heavenly Spirit Martial Realm."    

Si Kong said in a deep voice.    

"Senior Sikong, although he is talented, it will be very difficult for him to break through to the fifth level of the Tranquil Stage realm in four years." Supreme Sword Venerable frowned slightly. He was puzzled by how highly Si Kong valued Ye Zhi.    

"Don't underestimate him. He has the Origin Power, and it is the most mysterious devouring power among the six sources." A faint smile emerged on Si Kong's face.    

"Devouring power?" Supreme Sword Venerable was shocked. He looked at Si Kong in a daze and a hint of disbelief appeared on his face.    

As a Martial Highness, how could he not understand what the source of the power meant?    

Possessing the Origin Power, This meant that he would most likely become the root of the Martial Highness Realm, the strongest martial artist in the entire Heaven Domain, who would look down on the world.    

"Senior Sikong, are you serious?" Supreme Sword Venerable took a deep breath and said while staring at Si Kong.    

"Of course." Si Kong nodded.     1

"You should know what the source means. As long as he can grow smoothly and have a bright future, perhaps it will be the hope for the Heavenly Spirit Martial Realm to rise again. It might even allow the Heavenly Spirit Martial Realm to stand at the top of the Heaven Domain."    

Supreme Sword Venerable's eyes narrowed, and a hint of eagerness appeared in his eyes.    

He did not doubt the meaning of Si Kong's words. A person with the Origin Power could become an existence that could shake the world. It was not impossible for Heavenly Spirit Martial Realm to stand at the peak of all realms.    

The loneliness and sadness hidden in his heart had turned into endless motivation at this moment.    

Although he had fallen for many years, as a member of the Heavenly Spirit Martial Realm, no one wanted to see their home being invaded and enslaved by outsiders.    

He wanted to see his home grow stronger and stand at the top of the Heaven Domain.    

"It's a pity that I won't be able to see it." Supreme Sword Venerable felt a little sad.    

"Sword Sovereign, don't forget the power of the source. With those old fogeys from the Nine Territories to maintain your will, you might have a chance in the future. Just wait for him to grow."    

Si Kong couldn't help but smile when he saw Sword Sovereign's dejected expression.    

Supreme Sword Venerable's eyes lit up and then dimmed.    

However, a desire for life arose in his heart.    

"If they want to participate in the Ranking Tournament, with just them, they probably won't take the traditional route. The Dao Body is the best choice. If you want to cultivate the Dao Body, your will is indispensable. Only your will is one step ahead and your cultivation of the Dao Body is smoother."    

"Ye Zhi's will is at the Peak of Unforgetful Stage realm, but it's still not enough. The Dao Body and the Tranquil Stage are similar. Only those with extraordinary talent can do it. If his will can't break through to the Tranquil Stage realm, then it won't be suitable for his devouring power."    

Si Kong looked down at the world of the sword with a calm expression.    

"Let's see how he can survive." Supreme Sword Venerable took a deep breath and looked serious.    

The conversation between the two was witnessed by the eighteen Martial Highnesses in the altar. At the same time, orders were issued from the nine domains, all of them were related to Ye Zhi.    

The nine domains, which were like giant objects, began to operate like machines.    

The void fell into silence, and then returned to the world of Supreme Sword Venerable's will.    

There was no sword, no wind, and no sound.    

Time slowly passed. Yanyu Jiangnan and the sword mark both retreated from the tower. Both of them stopped at the sixth level, and regretfully said goodbye to the heart of a Martial Venerable.    

A month had passed, but the void was still silent.    

On this day, something strange suddenly appeared in the world.    

A light breeze blew past, and the dark clouds slowly wriggled.    

Hua!    

In the next second, the wind grew stronger, and the strong winds blew. This world was like a storm, and the clouds roiled. The wind whistled past, and it even formed a storm in the air.    

This scene made Supreme Sword Venerable and Si Kong, who were hiding in the dark, see a bright light in front of their eyes.    

They could feel a slight will taking root and germinating.    

Bang! Bang!    

After an unknown period of time, In this world, suddenly, nine threads of will.    

The nine strands of will instantly exploded, reaching the clouds and stirring up the wind and clouds.    

Clang! Clang!    

The sword howled, and the rain of swords shook violently, as if feeling some sort of uneasiness. Countless swords erupted, turning into nine sword storms that surged towards the nine strands of willpower.    

Wuu!    

At this moment, the nine strands of will suddenly let out a furious roar that contained a strong sense of unwillingness. Like a single spark of fire, it actually turned into a burning force, turning into a powerful will that shot up into the clouds.