Swallowing the Stars: You Can't Escape, Mountain Dweller

Chapter 278 Sects Go to Battle

"The Han Sword Sect really paid a price; this kind of thing can't be cheap."

Bai Yang really liked things that could improve the speed of comprehending laws.

He immediately entered a state of cultivation, four years of Domain Lord level time, in the original reality.

It was comparable to the efficiency of forty years of cosmic-level enlightenment, and he was unwilling to waste a single second.

He settled down at the Han Dao Sect, quietly waiting for the Trial of the Gods Conference six months later.

The rule in the Mountain and Sea Realm is that the Trials of the Gods is the most important event in every prefecture.

It's many times more important than selecting a city lord.

Every legitimate sect in the city will have to send someone to participate, which is also a kind of indirect competition of strength.

If a sect performs extremely poorly in the trial competition, they can forget about having a good time for the rest of their lives.

Even without the opposing sects expending a single soldier, their disciples would feel they could no longer stay.

When Bai Yang first arrived here, he had a feeling that this sect was deliberately putting on a show.

For the past six months, he has enjoyed a life of luxury every day.

Some things just came to me naturally.

"Brother Zou, I won't hide it from you."

Our Han Dao Sect has failed to produce a single member in the top 100 of the Trial Tournament for over a hundred years.

If things continue like this this year, we won't be able to maintain our current position.

Sect leader Jiang Zhiyuan offered Bai Yang a toast, his face full of bitterness, while Han Zhizhuo drank with him.

Bai Yang tilted his head back and drank the wine in one gulp. Tomorrow was the day of the trial tournament, and he appeared very relaxed.

"I find this rather strange. I think the secret techniques of the Han Dao Sect are definitely not weak."

The disciples under his tutelage are not bad among their peers. How could they have lost twice in the last hundred years?

Jiang Zhiyuan sighed and said:

"The lineage and disciples of our sect are naturally not weak."

Therefore, the disciples have never given up hope over the years.

However, our sect's mortal enemy, the Fierce Blade Sect, has produced a prodigy in the last hundred years.

For two consecutive years, they specifically targeted our own disciples, eliminating all of our participating disciples from the preliminary rounds!

Our results were naturally disastrous.

"Oh? He single-handedly managed to kill all the hundreds of disciples from the Han Dao Sect who participate in each competition?"

"That's not all! When he first participated in the competition, he was only at the cosmic level."

As a result, after killing all of our universe-level disciples, he went to the battlefield of the domain lord level and killed all of our domain lord-level disciples there as well!

This incident caused quite a stir back then, even alarming the city lord.

In the end, no one punished him; instead, many people began to look at him differently.

Our Han Sword Sect has completely become a stepping stone for his prestige.

Bai Yang was slightly surprised. In his opinion, a universe-level killer was nothing special.

But this person's fierce attitude, which completely disregards others, is rather interesting.

"What's this person's name?"

"His name is Ye Qikong! Ten years ago, he broke through to become a domain lord."

He will definitely kill our disciples again if he participates in the competition this time.

Although the trial won't result in real death, if we lose again this time...

The core disciples within the sect will then realize that they will be suppressed by this person for their entire lives, and the morale of the Han Dao Sect will crumble.

Bai Yang nodded, understanding Jiang Zhiyuan's meaning, and then said:

"Don't worry, Sect Master, I will do my best to protect our disciples during this competition."

As for Ye Qikong, I will teach him a lesson he will never forget.

Upon hearing Bai Yang's promise, Jiang Zhiyuan and Han Zhizhuo were overjoyed and quickly poured him another cup.

Bai Yang didn't think much of it; killing such a genius was naturally more exciting than killing ordinary people.

Even if he doesn't join the Han Dao Sect, as long as he hears about this person's name and deeds, or even if he encounters him at the Trial Tournament, he will be able to do so.

He would most likely go out and kill to his heart's content, just to relieve his boredom.

Besides, one is bound to be indebted to others, and the Han Dao Sect must have spent a fortune on that exotic fragrance over the past six months.

This thing is said to have originated from the rewards of the trials of the gods, and each one used reduces the supply.

Jiang Zhiyuan had already given him the formula that his school had developed and imitated over thousands of years.

Bai Yang even secretly ate some himself and analyzed it using the abilities of the monster's body.

Once back in reality, he will be able to restore at least six or seven tenths of the effect.

With a steady, long-term investment, its value becomes extraordinary.

Boom boom boom!

Several firecrackers sounded in the sky.

The Trial of the Gods of the Divine Blade Palace has finally begun.

Early in the morning, Bai Yang, dressed in yellow, led 299 Han Dao Sect disciples of three different cultivation levels to the venue.

Unlike the others, he didn't carry a sword on his back; he still used a regular sword.

That was a precious sword that Jiang Zhiyuan had specially given him.

In his view, it was roughly the power of a fourth-tier Force weapon.

The humans of this mountain and sea realm have never been to the universe.

Aside from the rewards inside the Trial Grounds of the Gods, most of the items are not of a high quality.

As their 300-person formation marched down the main street of the prefectural city, people around them couldn't help but point and whisper among themselves.

Bai Yang listened for a few minutes and knew it wasn't anything nice.

Although it wasn't direct insults, some sarcastic remarks were inevitable.

Most of the disciples of the Han Dao Sect felt uncomfortable listening to this, and their faces showed some anger, but they were unable to retaliate.

"The Han Sword Sect has reappeared? They make a big show of it, but their skills are lacking."

"Haha, I wonder if Ye Qikong will kill them all again this year."

"Then there will be something to watch, a bunch of domain lords running away in panic, it will take decades each time."

"Why not take a look?"

"Hahahaha, look! That leader actually has a law mark on his head?"

A domain lord actually tried to impersonate a realm lord?

When they're really putting on an act, they don't even use their brains.

After noticing Bai Yang's unusual behavior, the group of idlers immediately burst into laughter.

Now, 99% of the ridicule directed at the Han Dao Sect was directed at him.

"Elder Zou! I'll go teach them a lesson!"

A young domain lord standing next to Bai Yang blushed deeply and was about to lose his temper.

"Don't mind it. We're in the city now, how can you just hit someone like that?"

We need to use a method that avoids physical violence.

The dark-faced youth was puzzled. What did he mean by "not hitting people"?

Bai Yang offered no explanation, his smile remaining unchanged.

He walked slowly down the street with his hands behind his back.

The colorful placenta inside her body suddenly opened its eyes.

An immense mental pressure emanated from his body.

Having reached the 16th level of the "Spiritual Embryo" cultivation, his spiritual power is now actually several levels stronger than his genetic energy.

He obtained a large number of secret techniques from "Dragon's Travel Notes".

At this moment, a small test of skill was enough to unleash a mental wave that instilled instinctive fear in the group of people.

Then, in the blink of an eye, it was taken back.

Those idlers are stronger, possessing the cultivation level of the Constant Star, while the weaker ones are even just entering the Planetary Star.

Forced by Bai Yang, he instantly lost control of his body and truly "pissed himself in fear".

(End of this chapter)