Chapter 1,427: The Prize
A month passed in a flash.
During this month, Duan Qing stayed in the Shangling Palace and spent almost all his time practicing.
Before he set out for the Xianling League, his cultivation had reached the peak of the late Lingxiang Realm, and he was only one step away from the Linghua Realm.
He wanted to break through the Linghua Realm before the Suixian Battle officially began, but no matter how hard he tried, he felt that he was still one step away from the final step and could not break through.
On this day, Duan Qing was practicing in the room, and suddenly the door was knocked.
When he opened the door, he saw Wu Huming standing at the door with a stern face.
"The Xianling League is ready to conduct a battle to find out the bottom. The great man asked me to inform you."
Before Duan Qing could speak, Wu Huming spoke first.
"Well, let's go!"
Duan Qing nodded, and walked directly to the outside of the Shangling Palace with Wu Huming.
Wu Huming was also one of the leaders of the Xiedi team this time, and he was the leader.
More than seventy years have passed, and Wu Huming's cultivation has long been at the peak of the late stage of the Immortal Realm, and his strength is unfathomable.
Duan Qing didn't know how strong he was, because since he fought with Wu Huming on the Evil Emperor Mountain that year, he had never really fought with Wu Huming again.
But he was directly designated as the leader of the team by the Evil Emperor himself, and his strength should not be underestimated.
Soon, the two came to the gate of Shangling Palace.
At the gate, there were already nine people waiting. Duan Qing recognized them at a glance. Eight of them were Sui people, who were the leaders of the teams under the emperors. The other one, who was standing a little further away, should be the messenger of the Fairy Spirit Alliance.
Duan Qing and Wu Huming silently joined the waiting team.
Not long after, five figures appeared at the gate of Shangling Palace, one of whom was Wu Huji.
In addition to Wu Huji, there were four other Sui people in the Sui Wang realm, representing the other four emperors and leading their respective teams.
After Wuhuji and the other five Sui Wang Realm appeared, they didn't say much. They went directly to Shangling City with Duan Qing and others under the leadership of the Xianling League envoy.
Although there are few people in Shangling City on ordinary days, you can still see sporadic cultivators on the streets. But today, for some reason, except for Duan Qing and his party, there was no one on the wide streets, which seemed particularly deserted.
It can be seen that the Xianling League did not publicize this small battle, and even deliberately tightened the news, otherwise the streets would not be so deserted.
The group went around in Shangling City and finally came to a magnificent fairy palace. On the bluestone square in the fairy palace, a dark gray light curtain of more than ten feet was lit.
"Dear guests, this is the Dian Cang Realm specially prepared by our Xianling League for this small battle."
The Xianling League envoy introduced with a smile in front, and then took the lead in passing through the dark gray light curtain.
With a familiar tearing feeling, Duan Qing and others have arrived in another space.
This realm looks no different from the outside world. There is no boundary in sight. The sun is high in the sky, and the mountains and rivers are close to each other in the distance. The earth is green and full of vitality.
Everyone followed the special envoy of the Immortal Spirit Alliance and flew directly to the foot of a nearby mountain.
This peak is about a thousand feet high. A stream of clear spring flows down from the top of the mountain, forming a waterfall and a deep pool at the foot of the mountain. There is a canal on the left and right of the pool.
Near the pool at the foot of the mountain, there is a circular bluestone platform with a size of five or six hundred feet. The two canals on the left and right of the pool pass around the circular bluestone platform and converge into one on the other side of the pool.
At this moment, on the bluestone platform in the center of the canal, there are a group of ten people standing. They should all be members of the Immortal Spirit Alliance. The leader is a round-looking white-haired old man. Behind him, the sword fairy Yu Bai is also among them.
Seeing Wu Hu Ji and his group land on the bluestone platform, the round old man immediately stepped forward with a faint smile on his face.
"I am the great elder of the Immortal Spirit Alliance, Shen Lingzi. Welcome to the Dian Cang Realm."
"You are too polite, fellow Daoist Shen Ling." Wu Hu Ji, who was walking in front, responded lightly.
The round old man Shen Lingzi still had a smile on his face.
"Haha, let's stop talking nonsense. Then I will first talk about the details of this small battle."
"Each side will send out ten people, and they will fight one-on-one. There are no restrictions on the means, but this time the main purpose is to exchange ideas, and do not hurt anyone's life."
"Do you have any questions?"
"Since it is a fight, what is the prize?" Wu Hu Ji clasped his hands and said lazily.
Shen Lingzi shook his head helplessly, and then smiled: "Fellow Daoist Wu Hu is so interested, I wonder what prize you want to set?"
Wu Hu Ji snorted lightly.
"Humph, what does this king want, fellow Daoist Shen Lingzi really not know?"
Shen Lingzi narrowed his eyes, was silent for a moment, and suddenly laughed.
"Haha, good! If the nobles win, then our Immortal Spirit Alliance will return the body of Taoist Wuhu."
"But...what if the nobles lose?"
"If my clan loses, then the body has nothing to do with me from now on, and I will give it to you, the Immortal Spirit Alliance!" Wuhuji said proudly.
"Okay, it's a deal!"
After saying that, Shenlingzi raised his eyelids slightly and glanced at Duan Qing and others behind Wuhuji.
"I wonder who will be the first person to go on stage?"
Hearing this, Wuhuji looked at the four Sui Wang realms behind him, as if asking for their opinions.
Seeing that no one expressed their opinions, Wuhuji set his eyes on Wuhuming who was further behind.
"Ming boy, this first game will be yours."
"Yes!"
Wuhuming's eyes flashed with joy, and he immediately walked out of the crowd and came to Wuhuji's side.
Seeing this, Shenlingzi also turned around and gave a look to Tianjizi behind him.
Tianjizi understood and whispered to a slender, tall, handsome young man with a jade crown on his head.
"Go!"
The young man with the jade crown understood, walked out of the crowd expressionlessly, and stood opposite Wuhuming.
As Wuhuming and the man with the jade crown stood still, Wuhuji, Shenlingzi and others immediately led their own people tacitly and retreated to both sides of the bluestone platform, leaving the venue to Wuhuming and the others.
"Yuwen Gudao of Tianji Sect, may I ask your name?" Yuwen Gudao stared at Wuhuming, and his voice could not tell whether he was happy or angry.
"Under the command of Lord Xiedi, Wuhuming." Wuhuming responded coldly.
"Wuhuming!"
Yuwen Gudao whispered softly, and then made a gesture of invitation.
"Your Excellency should go first." Wuhuming curled his lips, obviously disdaining to attack first.
"Then I'm sorry!" Yuwen Gudao did not refuse.
As soon as the words fell, a wooden sword engraved with ancient patterns quietly appeared in Yuwen Gudao's hand.
With the wooden sword in hand, Yuwen Gudao raised his hand and gently swung the wooden sword in his hand, slashing at Wu Huming who was several feet away.
His movements looked light and fluttery, even a little weak, and there was no spiritual power fluctuation at all.
However, as Yuwen Gudao's seemingly ordinary slash fell, Wu Huming on the opposite side suddenly let out a painful groan.