Xuanwu War Sovereign

A tangible, seven-colored stream of Sword Qi shot into the sky, shrouding the entire valley in a seven-hued radiance.

A Seven-colored Spirit Sword landed in Du Pingxia’s hand, feeling as lively as a fish in water. A stream of Void Essence Qi was guided down from the Void, pouring into her body.

Du Pingxia’s Cultivation, which was at the Martial Arts Ninth Layer Peak, instantly broke through!

RUMBLE!

A violent aura erupted from her!

The Martial Arts Second Divine Pass was forced open!

The aura of the Martial Arts Ten Heavens burst forth!

Many of the geniuses stared wide-eyed at the scene, their eyes filled with utter disbelief!

"A Mid-level Spirit Sword!" A hundred paces away, Shangguan Yun’s expression turned grave as he watched the scene unfold.

That Seven-colored Spirit Sword was actually a Mid-level Spirit Sword!

The most precious quality of a Mid-level Spirit Sword is its ability to aid its Sword Master’s Cultivation by drawing Void Essence Qi from the Void.

Possessing a Mid-level Spirit Sword was like having a personal assistant for one’s Cultivation!

This was an ability that an Initial-stage Spirit Sword could never have!

All eyes fell upon Du Pingxia, filled with undisguised fervor, jealousy, and envy!

As her aura subsided, a terrifying, tangible rainbow light shot from Du Pingxia’s eyes. In that instant, she resembled a Seven-Colored Divine Lady, her majesty unparalleled.

A heaven-sent opportunity!

’I can’t believe I was actually chosen by a Mid-level Spirit Sword!’

An unconcealable trace of joy sparkled in Du Pingxia’s beautiful eyes. With this Spirit Sword to protect her, her combat strength would more than double.

"Congratulations, Big Sis! What a Divine Sword!" Yu Yao was the first to walk up and say.

The other young women came forward one by one, their sweet voices filled with congratulations.

"Congratulations, Big Sis!"

"Congratulations, Big Sis!"

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One beautiful young woman after another came forward, forming the most stunning sight in the Spirit Sword Peak plaza.

In the crowd from other academies, many young women quietly asked their companions about the origins of this stunningly beautiful girl who was disguised as a man.

Many geniuses gazed in their direction, their eyes burning with passion as they watched the graceful and alluring young women.

But even more gazes fell upon the peerless beauty in the center, the one disguised as a man.

In secret, a few Elders from All Stars Academy were watching the area intently. When they saw Du Pingxia obtain the Seven-colored Spirit Sword, one of them couldn’t help but sigh.

"The Guangling Sword has actually appeared!"

"This Spirit Sword has been buried on Spirit Sword Peak for centuries. It has finally seen the light of day again!"

Another Elder glanced at the first and chuckled coldly. "I wonder what *that* person on Xinyue Peak will think when he learns this sword has reemerged."

Another expert, a man with a ruddy face, had a flicker of rage in his eyes. "Think? Think my ass!" he cursed. "If it weren’t for him back then, she would have never fallen. That son of a bitch has had a meteoric rise all these years, a woman on each arm, living it up. How could he possibly remember her? I wish I could tear him a new asshole right now!"

The Elder who spoke first sneered. "Give me a break, you’re all talk. Against him? He could knock all your teeth out with one hand."

"Hundreds of years ago, that man could already go toe-to-toe with the Sect Leader. After all this time, I’m afraid he must be terrifyingly close to *that* Realm!"

The ruddy-faced expert’s expression darkened, and he grit his teeth.

Though the three experts were bickering, their gazes remained fixed on Du Pingxia, a nostalgic light flickering in their eyes.

After Du Pingxia stepped down from the Sword Testing Platform, Liu Canyang took her place.

Liu Canyang’s face was grim. Ever since his defeat at the hands of Qin Feng, a dark cloud had seemed to hang over him.

Liu Canyang’s Sword Dao Realm was not low; he practiced the Seven Extremes Sword Way, a legacy inherited from the Ancient Seven Extremes Ancestors. On the Sword Testing Platform, he triggered one phenomenon after another, culminating in a triple-layered manifestation.

Seven sword phantoms manifested around Liu Canyang in succession, then merged into a single Giant Sword.

The Seven Extremes Sword Way!

The moment the ferocious Sword Qi—filled with an intent to sunder heavens and extinguish the earth—was released, the very weather began to shift.

RUMBLE! The Sword Qi surged to the heavens, the clouds roiled, and thunder boomed. Just as it seemed the phenomenon of the Fourth Heaven was about to manifest, Liu Canyang mustered all his remaining strength, displaying his Sword Dao Realm without reservation.

CLANG! CLANG! CLANG! Seven Spirit Swords flew down from Sword Mountain like streaks of light.

Among them, a jet-black Spirit Sword radiating a piercing Evil Qi was particularly eye-catching!

This was also a Mid-level Spirit Sword!

Liu Canyang was overjoyed, but his delight quickly froze on his face. After circling him a few times, the Mid-level Spirit Sword actually flew away with a WHOOSH.

Watching this, Liu Canyang almost spat out a mouthful of blood in frustration!

Liu Canyang’s willpower was formidable, and he suppressed the urge to fly into a rage. He quickly realized the problem was with him.

’Ever since my defeat against Qin Feng, a mental demon has taken root in my heart, creating a flaw in my Sword Intent. I thought it was a minor issue, that I could eliminate this demon with time. But now it seems the Spirit Sword sensed that flaw and rejected me!’

As he came to this realization, Liu Canyang grew exceptionally furious. He now hated Qin Feng to his very bones.

In the end, an Initial-stage Spirit Sword did choose him as its master, but the sight of it made Liu Canyang feel utterly disgusted.

As he stepped off the platform, his face was a mask of gloom. When his confidants came forward to congratulate him, Liu Canyang, seething with resentment, kicked a few of them to the ground and stormed away.

"What’s gotten into Liu Canyang? Shouldn’t he be happy that a Spirit Sword chose him?" Yu Hong and a few of the other girls were baffled.

They found Liu Canyang to be mercurial and unpredictable. The expressions of a few of the girls changed; they were among his admirers and had been about to offer their congratulations.

Liu Canyang’s actions, however, were like a bucket of cold water dumped over their heads.

Du Pingxia, still smiling and cheerful, saw through Liu Canyang’s thoughts as clear as day.

Next, Fu Yifei, Hundred Slash Wind, Yao Yue, and others took to the stage. Most of them triggered double or triple phenomena, and the majority successfully obtained Spirit Swords that suited their Cultivation.

The only one to meet with misfortune was Yao Yue. The three Spirit Swords he attracted all flew away one by one after circling him a few times.

Refusing to accept the result, Yao Yue tried to trigger his Sword Qi again. But when he stepped onto the Sword Testing Platform a second time, a flash of sword light erupted from the Black Sword, blasting him away. He coughed up several mouthfuls of blood, severely injured on the spot!

Just as Yao Yue was being carried off the Sword Testing Platform, a clear, crisp birdsong suddenly echoed from the sky.

The sound was so unique that neither the chimes of a palace Bell Set, the burble of a mountain Spiritual Spring, nor the melody of an orchestra could capture even a fraction of its divine charm.

"It’s the cry of a Phoenix!"

In the shadows, the three All Stars Academy Elders snapped their eyes open, a hint of shock flashing within them.

’Could a Divine Bird, a Phoenix, be arriving?’

’A Divine Bird Phoenix? But it seems no expert in the Star Sect has such a Divine Beast companion, do they?’

In the plaza, every gaze was irresistibly drawn upward by the clear cry of the Phoenix.

Just then, crimson clouds began to gather in the southern sky, and a streak of scarlet light appeared on the horizon, rapidly approaching.

The next moment, a ball of fire exploded into view above Spirit Sword Peak.

Her eyebrows were like scarlet feathers and her skin like fresh snow. Her waist was impossibly slender, and she was dressed in red robes that burned brighter than fire. Her figure was enchanting. When her flame-like eyes swept over the crowd, it was like a thousand flowers blooming at once—a beauty so captivating it defied description.

Like a peerless Demon God!