Swallowing the Stars: Start with an Enlightenment System

"Hey, have you heard? In the Blade Tomb World, there's an eighth-level apprentice with exceptionally fierce strength. Many ninth-level apprentices can't even last three moves against him."

"I not only heard about him, I also saw him with my own eyes. Luckily, I ran fast."

"Hmm? So how were you eliminated?"

"Look, this is the guy next to me. But he eliminated me right after, and then he ran into that eighth-level apprentice."

"Cough cough... Who would have thought that eighth-level apprentice was so good at fighting? He managed to cut me out with just three strikes."

The surrounding chatter rose in waves, and Baikashan listened, looking somewhat dazed.

The image of Baiyuan standing with his sword involuntarily appeared before his eyes, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips.

Baiyuan's talent and strength had far exceeded his imagination.

It should be noted that the vast majority of the eliminated contestants gathered here at this moment are stronger than Baikashan.

Even such a powerful figure was no match for Baiyuan.

The difference between the two is obvious.

More importantly, the more dazzling Baiyuan's performance, the more training and resources it will receive, and the greater the gap between them will become.

Without an extraordinary stroke of luck, he probably wouldn't even be able to catch up to someone, let alone surpass them.

Thinking of this, Baikashan lowered his head in silence, forced to accept the reality before him.

Soon, a day had passed.

Of the more than ten million participants, more than seven million have already been eliminated.

The main reason is that no one is deliberately hiding their abilities; everyone is actively seeking out strong opponents to fight, which is why the elimination rate is so high.

As the number of participants dwindled, each subsequent battle became even more gripping for the spectators.

"Top-tier elites are rare, perhaps only one in the last hundred sessions. The fact that two appeared in this session is even more unusual. The last time two top-tier elites appeared was 20,000 years ago."

"Although they are both top-tier elites, there are still some differences between them. At least for now, Bai Luoyan's talent is clearly stronger than Bai Yuan's."

"Old Ning, what do you think of Xiao Yuan?"

"Very good, much better than I was back then."

The group chatted and laughed among themselves, their eyes occasionally glancing at Bai Tianning, the usually serious legion commander, whose lips were now practically curled into a wide smile.

He had no wife or children in his life, and his direct disciples had all passed away long ago.

Witnessing my nephew shine in the clan competition firsthand, I can hardly hide my joy.

In terms of talent alone, Bai Luoyan is indeed amazing.

Once an apprentice comprehends the three realms of meaning, a planetary-level expert has a chance to comprehend a domain, and even at the very least, a perpetual-level expert will surely master it.

With such talent, coupled with the personal cultivation of the Realm Lord, breaking through to the Universe level is almost a certainty, and even reaching the Domain Lord level is highly probable.

As for the realm lord level, no one dares to make that guarantee; ultimately, it depends on future performance and opportunities.

In contrast, Baiyuan, apart from his terrifying power amplitude, can only be considered excellent in other aspects. He has a great chance of breaking through to the universe level in the future, but whether he can break through to the domain lord level depends on opportunity.

However, Bai Tianning remained completely calm.

After all, he knew better than anyone that Baiyuan's true talent was far more outrageous than anyone present could have imagined.

Bang bang bang bang!

In the middle of the pool, two figures faced off.

Bai Guanren gripped the sword with both hands, his sword strikes unleashing a raging torrent, each slash causing the pool water to surge upwards!

He is sixteen years old this year, has been cultivating for longer than many of his peers, and his talent can be described as outstanding.

Aside from those true geniuses who have already grasped the essence of the art, he has almost no rivals on this battlefield.

However, his opponent was not giving an inch.

It was a boy whose figure was elusive, his sword light like a cold moon and a shooting star, each time flashing past a hundred blades in the blink of an eye.

His understanding of artistic conception was extremely profound; he was just one step away from fully entering that realm. However, his power amplitude was slightly inferior to Bai Guanren's, which is why the two fought to a standstill.

"Your knife... is too heavy!"

Suddenly, the opponent let out a low shout, his body bending like a willow in the wind, the blade skimming across the water's surface, aimed straight at Bai Guanren's ribs.

Bai Guanren's pupils contracted, and his battle blade suddenly slashed back.

clang!

The sound of clashing swords rang out, and the two men retreated simultaneously, causing a white wave to surge out of the pool beneath their feet.

Bai Guanren was panting, his eyes burning with a fierce fighting spirit.

"Again!"

He charged forward, his blade flashing once more, while his opponent followed closely, meeting his attack head-on.

All of this was witnessed by Baiyuan, who had just arrived.

"Given the current situation, Guan Ren has a better chance of winning; he has better control over the details, but..."

The battle continues. Just as Bai Yuan had predicted, Bai Guanren's advantage became increasingly apparent over time.

He pressed forward relentlessly, his blade striking like waves, layer upon layer, forcing his opponent to retreat continuously, splashing water everywhere.

"Go ahead and buy it!"

Bai Guanren spotted an opening, roared, and slashed down with his sword, carrying all his strength.

If this strike lands, the outcome will be decided!

However, the thing that Baiyuan was most worried about still happened.

In that instant, a clear light suddenly shone in the opponent's eyes.

The same slash was delivered, but its speed, trajectory, and momentum were completely different from before!

As the blade pierced the air, it produced a faint whistling sound, as if it had merged with the wind of heaven and earth.

Under immense pressure, he actually broke through that threshold at this moment and comprehended the perfect artistic conception!

"not good!"

Bai Guanren's expression changed drastically. He wanted to turn his sword around to defend, but it was too late.

The strike that followed the breakthrough was faster than expected, heading straight for his chest.

Just as the blade was about to strike...

call out!

A golden streak of light flashed by and struck the opponent's blade with pinpoint accuracy!

clang!

A crisp, resounding clang echoed, and the deadly strike was firmly blocked.

Amidst the rippling water, Baiyuan had already sheathed his sword and stood before Baiguanren.

He had long seen that his opponent was on the verge of a breakthrough in his realm. If Bai Guanren wanted to win, his only chance was to end the battle before his opponent broke through.

Unfortunately, it was too late.

However, Baiyuan would not stand by and watch Bai Guanren be eliminated.

"Baiyuan! It really is you!"

Upon seeing the person's face, Bai Guanren blurted out, his voice filled with surprise.

When he heard people talking about how the "eighth-level apprentice genius" swept across the land, he had a vague idea in his mind. The figure and swordsmanship described were too similar to Baiyuan.

But then he thought about it again and realized that Baiyuan's usual behavior made it unlikely, and he just assumed it was a coincidence.

It wasn't until he saw his friend take action that he truly realized it.

That apprentice who fought his way up to the astonishing eighth rank was indeed my long-time friend.

Meanwhile, the opponent opposite, who had just grasped the essence of the art, also had a slight change in expression.

He had heard of Baiyuan's reputation, and although he had grasped the essence of the art, he was definitely no match for him.

He had heard the name "Baiyuan" repeatedly throughout the day, and it was very well-known to him.

The power represented by terms like "sharp metal essence" and "unity of man and sword" is far beyond what someone who has just grasped the essence of the art can match.

Especially that strike just now, at the moment the blades made contact, he clearly felt the hidden, sharp power.

There's no need to try again; the opponent's strength is definitely above his.