668: Chapter 668 Emperor's Fall Valley!

With just a jolt of his Aura, the other party bounced back his Mental Energy detection without harming him in the slightest—this level of power control was precise to the smallest hair's breadth.

This indicated that the other party's strength far exceeded his own.

True Disciples truly lived up to their reputation.

However, Qin Yan did not sense any malice from this man.

Though that Aura was sharp, it was merely meant to repel, not to attack.

Qin Yan stood up, straightened his robes, and walked out of the Immortal Cave.

The Immortal Cave door opened, and sunlight spilled in, illuminating the entrance.

Qin Yan stepped out of the Immortal Cave, looked at the man in blue robes before him, cupped his hands, and said, "May I ask who you are, Senior Brother?"

Senior Brother Zhang Hao looked at Qin Yan, his gaze sweeping over him.

Late Stage Sixth-Grade Qi Refining, Rank 6 Peak Body Refining.

Senior Brother Zhang Hao was slightly startled.

Why was Qin Yan's strength different from what he knew?

The information he had received regarding Qin Yan clearly stated: Late Stage Sixth-Grade Qi Refining, Middle Sixth-Grade Body Refining.

Rank 6 Peak Body Refining!

This was two minor Realms higher than what he had seen in the records.

Senior Brother Zhang Hao certainly didn't believe the Holy Land had provided incorrect information.

The Holy Land's data System was incredibly precise; every Breakthrough and every change in a Disciple's Realm would be updated in real-time.

There was only one possibility—that Junior Brother Qin Yan before him had achieved a massive increase in strength in a short period.

The speed of improvement was so fast that even the Holy Land's data System hadn't had time to fully update yet.

"As expected of a Heavenly Ladder Clearer, such talent is truly formidable."

Senior Brother Zhang Hao thought to himself secretly.

Heavenly Ladder Clearers were the top existences among this batch of New Students.

Of the twenty individuals, every single one was a Prodigy.

"Junior Brother Qin Yan, my name is Senior Brother Zhang Hao, and I come from Wan Jian Peak."

Senior Brother Zhang Hao spoke with a calm and polite voice, lacking the airs of a True Disciple and without any condescending arrogance.

As expected.

Upon hearing Senior Brother Zhang Hao say he was from Wan Jian Peak, Qin Yan was one hundred percent certain that the other party was a True Disciple.

Wan Jian Peak—one of the seven True Inheritance Mountains of the East Courtyard, famous for the Dao of the Sword, where every Disciple possessed extraordinary Sword Techniques.

The seven True Inheritance Mountains each had their own focus, and Wan Jian Peak was the gathering place for Sword Cultivators.

"Greetings, Senior Brother Senior Brother Zhang Hao."

Qin Yan greeted Senior Brother Zhang Hao with a balanced attitude, neither humble nor arrogant.

Immediately after, he asked, "May I ask what business brings Senior Brother Senior Brother Zhang Hao here?"

It was impossible for a True Disciple to specifically come to his door just for a casual chat.

There had never been much interaction between Inner Court Disciples and True Disciples; their status, cultivation resources, and spheres of activity had clear boundaries, and they usually minded their own business.

Anything that could make a True Disciple personally make a trip was bound to be no small matter.

Hearing this, a smile appeared on Senior Brother Zhang Hao's face. He didn't beat around the bush and said directly, "I have been entrusted by the Peak Master to find you, Junior Brother Qin Yan, to participate in a competition."

Entrusted by the Peak Master? A competition?

Qin Yan's brow twitched slightly, and a flicker of confusion flashed in his eyes as he failed to connect those words for a moment.

The Peak Master of Wan Jian Peak—what level of existence was that?

A top-tier powerhouse of the True Emperor Realm, a peerless expert standing at the Peak of the Martial Dao. Looking at the entire Taixuan Realm or even the Heavens and Myriad Worlds, they were giants who could make a Star Domain tremble with a single stomp.

What kind of competition would such a high-and-mighty figure need a mere sixth-grade Inner Court Disciple like him to help with?

Although Qin Yan considered his strength decent, compared to a True Emperor level existence, it was simply the difference between an ant and a Dragon; the chasm between them was so vast it couldn't be measured by any order of magnitude.

Senior Brother Zhang Hao seemed to see the doubt in Qin Yan's eyes but did not explain further, only shaking his head with a smile. "You will naturally know the specific details once you reach Wan Jian Peak. Moreover, you aren't the only one going, Junior Brother Qin Yan; several other Inner Court Junior Brothers and Junior Sisters will also be going along. Let's not delay; follow me now."

Seeing that Senior Brother Zhang Hao didn't intend to say more here, Qin Yan knew he wouldn't get any answers by asking further. He stopped wasting his breath, nodded, and readily agreed.

Soldiers come to block the path, water comes to be covered by earth; since it was a summons from the Peak Master, a mere Inner Court Disciple like him naturally had no reason to refuse.

The two of them shot into the air simultaneously, turning into two streaks of light—one white and one blue—speeding side-by-side toward the direction of Wan Jian Peak.

...

Meanwhile, above Wan Jian Peak, fierce winds howled and clouds surged.

Two men stood side-by-side in the sky.

One of them was tall and lean, appearing no more than thirty years old. His sword-like eyebrows slanted toward his temples, his eyes were as deep as cold pools, and his entire body radiated a sharp Aura that people dared not look at directly.

He stood there casually with his hands behind his back, like a divine sword that had yet to be unsheathed—his sharpness was restrained, yet it involuntarily commanded awe.

In the Void Realm for hundreds of feet around him, countless fine Sword Dao Laws manifested, circled, and flowed on their own like swimming fish, as if even the rules of heaven and earth were bowing in submission to this Sovereign of the Sword Dao.

This person was the Peak Master of Wan Jian Peak, Peak Master Jian Wuya, a top-tier powerhouse at the Emperor Realm of the Sword Dao.

The elderly man standing beside him had a completely different style.

The old man had white hair and a youthful face; no trace of the decay or senility expected at his age could be seen. His complexion was as ruddy as an infant's, and his eyes were as clear as stars.

A simple Daoist robe fluttered gently in the wind. He lacked any sharp Aura; instead, he radiated a gentle atmosphere that felt like a spring breeze, resembling an old immortal stepped out of a painting.

This person's name was Pulse Master Lu Chenyuan, from Diluo Valley, and he was the lineage master of the Moon-Hua Lineage of Diluo Valley.

Diluo Valley was a super power located in one of the four Dominator Worlds—the Yuan Realm.

As the Dominator World of the vast starry region in the east of the Heavens and Myriad Worlds, the Yuan Realm spanned hundreds of millions of miles, filled with clouds of experts, numerous races, and complex power structures.

The Taixuan Realm was also located in the vast eastern Star Domain, but its status was extremely special—for no other reason than the fact that the Taixuan Holy Land was situated here.

The strength of the Taixuan Holy Land was such that even when compared directly with the hegemon of the Yuan Realm, the Yuan Palace, it was not inferior in the slightest.

"Old man Lu, it seems your Diluo Valley has produced a few good seedlings this time."

Peak Master Jian Wuya spoke with a smile, his voice deep and powerful.

For that old fox Pulse Master Lu Chenyuan to personally lead the team from so far away, the quality of this batch of Disciples from Diluo Valley was likely indeed extraordinary.

Pulse Master Lu Chenyuan stroked his white beard that reached his chest and smiled humbly, but the pride flashing deep in his eyes could not be hidden. "A few good seedlings have indeed emerged, but they've grown too smoothly. They've been pampered and spoiled by the Elders in the valley and haven't seen any real storms, so each one has cultivated a sense of arrogance that looks down on everyone."