Swallowing the Stars: Start with an Enlightenment System

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"One with a quadruple realm and six with triple realms, they are indeed not simple characters."

Baiyuan nodded slowly.

With seven people working together, they are not an opponent that can be easily defeated.

"Demon-Slaying Sword Formation!"

The forty-eight sword blades merged into one in mid-air, transforming into a giant black sword that was over ten meters long.

The water ripples on the sword surged violently, its power several times greater than before!

The seven men's expressions changed drastically at the same time. Everyone knew that none of them could withstand this sword strike alone!

"Let's work together to resist!"

The seven men shouted and brandished their weapons as they met the descending, dark, giant sword.

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft...

As the sword light flashed, the seven people's domains were torn apart one after another as if they were made of paper.

In the span of a dozen breaths, the seven men did their best to withstand dozens of attacks, but ultimately could not turn the tide of the battle.

After a short while, the street returned to silence, leaving only Baiyuan standing there quietly.

He looked down at the screen on the arm protector.

Participant: Baiyuan (Black Dragon Mountain Empire)

Points: 85231

Ranking: 1001

"The ranking is just barely above average, but we need to maintain it."

At the same moment, the expressions of countless powerful figures and forces closely watching the ranking changes all changed.

Especially the citizens and high-ranking officials of the Black Dragon Mountain Empire.

Before His Majesty the Emperor, a real-time ranking list of one hundred worlds floated in front of him, and his gaze suddenly sharpened.

On the giant screen beside it, the names of various empires were listed, and then a small light screen popped up next to it, displaying a line of eye-catching data:

[Rank 1001, Thirty-Sixth World Region: Baiyuan (Black Dragon Mountain Empire)]

"Haha, someone's broken into the top 1001! Go check who this Baiyuan is!"

"No need to investigate. If I remember correctly, this person should be from the Blade Clan. About twenty years ago, he swept through hundreds of elite disciples selected by the four major powers and sixteen major families in the Black Dragon Mountain Star Region, making quite a name for himself."

"So it was him. No wonder his name sounded familiar."

"Whoever he is, as long as he represents my Black Dragon Mountain Empire, it is a blessing for the empire!"

On the other side, Bai Tianning gently held Lingxin's hand beside her and smiled:

"See? I told you, this kid won't let us down."

Lingxin's eyes were filled with surprise.

The highest-ranked person in her own empire, Yabo, is currently only ranked 1212th.

The area where Bai Kuangren was located was now filled with hearty laughter.

Countless messages flooded in, all inquiring about Baiyuan.

"Bai Kuangren, isn't that Bai Yuan from your Blade Clan?"

"The Blade Clan is truly blessed to have produced such a genius! Congratulations!"

"Could you please convey that my Beilongcheng is willing to invite you to a nominal position? You only need to lend your name to the position, and the salary is negotiable."

"..."

The madman replied to each one with feigned composure:

"Although Baiyuan has studied my secret techniques, we are not master and disciple. I can inquire about your opinions later."

Those who received the reply knew perfectly well that this guy was clearly taking the opportunity to show off.

But since I needed his help right now, I had no choice but to go along with his words and politely negotiate.

Of course, some close friends were not polite at all and directly exposed his shortcomings:

"What are you pretending to be, acting all high and mighty? With your level of religious understanding, if you were really allowed to teach, who knows what kind of people you'd turn them into!"

The Lord of the Heavenly Fiend Realm looked at the rankings and clicked his tongue in amazement.

Xuanming, standing to the side, couldn't hide his pride.

"Teacher, am I right? The moment I saw this brother, I knew he was no ordinary person."

"Indeed, he's quite talented. With his aptitude, breaking through to the Realm Lord level shouldn't be difficult. As for immortality... well, that's hard to say."

His gaze was deep, and his tone carried the sigh of someone who had been through it all.

He was once a genius who amazed everyone, but after truly stepping into the realm of the Lord of the Realm, he realized that at this level, the difference in talent would be quickly leveled out.

After all, those who can achieve the position of Realm Lord are all geniuses, one in a billion.

How much difference can there be between their talents?

The realm of immortality is an insurmountable chasm.

In the current Black Dragon Mountain Starfield, although there are quite a few World Lord-level powerhouses, there is still no one who dares to say that they have the potential to break through to immortality.

On the other side, Yunluo was nervously comparing the numbers after the two names.

Baiyuan remained firmly in the top 1001, his ranking rising again, while his elder brother Yunhai ranked 1132nd.

"We're almost there, brother! You have to get in!"

He clenched his fists and silently shouted in his heart.

The seventeenth day.

A figure flew through the air without any concealment, landing directly on the broken wall not far in front of Baiyuan, its aura arrogant and unrestrained.

"Ghost Eye?" Baiyuan looked up and recognized the newcomer.

Ghost Eye, a member of the Beitian Clan, possesses a third-class bloodline among the Cosmic Human Race. Upon reaching adulthood, he can naturally advance to the seventh rank of the Hengxing Clan, and his bloodline is naturally compatible with the wind attribute.

He is recognized as the strongest player in this northern district, currently ranked 282nd in the world.

He is at the eighth level of the Wind Domain, skilled in using a pair of ghostly claws, and his movements are unpredictable, like a phantom.

"So you're 'Juehe'? I've heard so much about you." Ghost Eye grinned, his eyes burning with fighting spirit.

"Since we've run into each other today, I must ask you for your guidance!"

The next moment, a sharp whooshing sound reached Baiyuan's face, and a pair of dark blue claws tore through the air and attacked fiercely!

clang!

Forty-eight sword blades converged into an impenetrable defense, firmly blocking the ghostly claws that attacked Ghost Eye.

Ghost Eyes' expression remained unchanged, but instead, his eyes gleamed with excitement.

His movements were as swift as the wind, his claws dancing rapidly, leaving behind a trail of afterimages, his attacks were extremely fierce.

Baiyuan's mind was as still as water, completely undisturbed by the afterimages that were difficult to distinguish between reality and illusion.

Forty-eight sword blades swirled and danced around him, forming an impenetrable defensive barrier.

No matter how cunning and fierce the Ghost Eye's attacks were, they could not penetrate even a fraction of the surface.

"Great! That's really impressive!"

Ghost Eyes was not alarmed but delighted, his fighting spirit growing even stronger amidst his laughter.

Most of his previous opponents were weak, which made him lose interest in even taking a serious shot.

It wasn't until he heard the name "Dead River" that he couldn't wait to come and search for it.

Fortunately, the other party did not disappoint him.

"His movement technique is even better than mine, and he seems to have used some kind of speed-enhancing secret technique. He truly deserves to be recognized as the strongest person in the North District."

Bai Yuan felt a chill run down his spine and silently made his assessment.

The power of the Demon Eye is indeed terrifying.

The opponents they had encountered before, even the Star Lord Yan, were probably far from being a match for this person.

Ding ding ding ding ding ding!

In the midst of the clash, a sword blade suddenly pierced through the claw shadow like a venomous snake's tongue, aiming straight for the ghost's throat!

Ghost Eyes swayed and dodged to the side, his claws deflecting the sword.

However, as the battle continued, Ghost Eyes gradually realized that something was wrong.

Baiyuan is like a flawless fighting machine; no matter the angle from which he attacks or what kind of surprise attack he launches, he can always be accurately stopped.

On the contrary, he himself became anxious because he could not break through the defenses for a long time, and made several rash advances that revealed subtle flaws.

Although he managed to dodge in time thanks to his speed advantage, he was undoubtedly at a disadvantage.

Later, he deliberately created an opening, attempting to lure Baiyuan into attacking.

Unexpectedly, the opponent remained unmoved, maintaining a stable defense and not giving him any opportunity to take advantage.

"What terrifying combat awareness! How did he manage that? Controlling forty-eight swords simultaneously, doesn't he get tired?"

The more Ghost Eye fought, the more terrified he became.

He had fought against many psychic masters, and no one had ever been able to control psychic weapons with such exquisite precision.

It no longer felt like controlling external objects; it was more like an extension of one's limbs, moving as if it were one's own arm.