Master of the Demon Emperor-Chapter 468: Entering the Sect Assessment

"Submit..."

The feeble voice of Long Su of Divine Honor echoed in Su Yie's mind, causing the corners of his mouth to curl upwards.

In the presence of absolute power, any strength was mere paper.

The higher one stood, the more they feared death.

Soon, Long Su of Divine Honor publicly declared in the Emperor Su's Sect that he was willing to join.

As to whether he did so willingly or harbored resentment, Su Yie didn't care. After all, he could eradicate Long Su of Divine Honor at any moment.

Moreover, he believed that Long Su of Divine Honor would be influenced by the Emperor Su's Sect.

In this monotonous world of cultivation, the chatting mode of the Emperor Su's Sect was like a virus, infecting everyone who joined, no matter how powerful.

Within the Emperor Su's Sect, the weak could interact with the strong, the strong could appreciate the charms of the weak, and could also make connections with their peers or even stronger cultivators.

Like the Great Qing Primordial Emperor, how aloof was he before?

Now, he almost spoke daily, gradually stepping down from his pedestal.

Some time passed, and Long Su of Divine Honor contributed the entrance resources—a million seventh-grade spirit stones. For Su Yie, it was generous, but for the Lord of the Holy Realm, it was modest, causing no real pain.

"Even Long Su of Divine Honor has joined the Emperor Su's Sect, truly the sect master has vast divine skills."

Xia Tianyi's sighs of admiration came from beside him. Su Yie opened his eyes and saw admiration written all over Xia Tianyi's face.

He had never admired anyone like this before.

Emperor Su was the first.

Su Yie felt secretly thrilled inside, yet he maintained a calm exterior and asked, "What would you do if, one day, I became an enemy of Emperor Su?"

At these words, Xia Tianyi's eyes widened; he frowned and looked at Su Yie, realizing that Su Yie was not joking.

He whispered, "You shouldn't speak rashly of such things, be careful of being overheard. Emperor Su supports you so much, maybe he has other motives?"

He didn't immediately take sides but asked for the reason.

Su Yie was satisfied inside and seriously said, "Hmm, he thinks I will surpass him, he might suppress me."

Xia Tianyi rolled his eyes and paid no more attention to Su Yie.

Su Yie just smiled.

The two chatted for a while longer, then continued to cultivate.

To avoid alerting the Dustblade Sect, Su Yie didn't absorb the nature's spiritual energy but took pills instead, in small quantities.

Now, his power was stuck at ninety-nine million Dragon's Strength, and increasing even by the Strength of One Dragon was difficult.

He had reached a bottleneck.

He needed an opportunity to soar once again.

Time passed.

Another ten days went by.

The entrance examination period for Dustblade Sect had also arrived.

Su Yie walked out of the cabin with Xia Tianyi, looking around; from the surrounding mountains, numerous cultivators and Demon Kings flew out, all on swords.

The Dustblade Sect only recruited sword cultivators, but their requirements for races were lax. Even monsters, as long as they had the talent for swordsmanship, could apply.

Su Yie took out the Zhou Wu Sword and used it to fly.

The sight of thousands of swordsmen flying on their swords was truly spectacular.

Following the large group for a while, a plateau appeared ahead; cliffs rose a thousand feet high, and below was a forest stretching back to the mountain woods where Su Yie and Xia Tianyi had been staying.

Above the plateau, as far as the eye could see, rows of Outer Sect Disciples floated on their swords, waiting for the seekers to arrive.

After landing, Su Yie and Xia Tianyi were submerged in a sea of people, looking from above, it was a dense mass, with continuous shadows landing behind, forming an ever-lengthening black sword.

"Everyone line up and don't wander around!"

In the air, a middle-aged man swung his sword and shouted; his voice like thunder, drowning out all other noises.

Even so, it couldn't suppress the excitement of the seekers.

"The sect entrance exam is about to start."

"The swordsmen around here all have strong cultivation."

"That guy has already reached the late stage of the Heavenly Void Realm!"

"I wonder what the entrance exam is about, whether it tests cultivation or comprehension of the sword path?"

"Tsk tsk, will there be a direct emergence of an inner sect disciple among our batch of new disciples?"

"Hard to say, this is the Dustblade Sect after all."

Listening to the discussions around them, Su Yie and Xia Tianyi remained indifferent, advancing expressionlessly.

Ahead, ten thousand meters away, there was a giant stone gate, towering three hundred feet high. The stone gate was shimmering with light, clearly a teleportation gateway that led to the true Dustblade Sect.

Before the gate sat five hundred inner sect disciples, fifty elite disciples, and ten deacons.

Guo Jiansheng was among them.

His face was somber, his gaze sweeping forward.

He was searching for Su Yie's figure.

The duel that day had deeply embarrassed him. Unable to contain his anger upon returning, he had brutally beaten his subordinates to vent his frustrations.

After walking for the duration of one incense stick, the large troop finally halted. Looking ahead, the seekers at the front row were less than a hundred feet from the giant stone gate.

Aside from the sounds behind, the beings in front hardly dared to speak, fearing they might commit a breach of etiquette.

Su Yie, concealing his aura, went unnoticed by the deacons and elite disciples of Dustblade Sect, whose cultivation were merely at the level of Entering Sainthood.

Xia Tianyi's master, former Deacon Zeng, had already qualified for the status of an elder. In Dustblade Sect, reaching the Manifesting Saint Realm allowed one to become either a core disciple or an elder. In a few years, former Deacon Zeng would become Elder Zeng.

In the sect, a saint held a position akin to that of a sect master or a supreme elder.

Becoming a saint was immensely difficult. Countless beings spent millions of years in cultivation only to find it hard to defy the heavenly fate, dying on the path of testimony.

Now, Su Yie no longer regarded saints highly.

Having nowhere else to go, he simply stayed in Dustblade Sect to gradually understand chaos.

Time trickled away slowly.

About an hour later, nearly a million seekers gathered on the plateau, quiet as a mouse, silently waiting for the assessment to commence.

Several Dustblade Sect disciples were distributed around the edges of the crowd, setting up formations.

"Dustblade Sect has a nearly two-million-year history and has produced twenty-three saints. It is a major sword cultivation sect revered by two sides of the immortal realms. If you can be admitted into Dustblade Sect, it will be a supreme opportunity!"

An aged deacon slowly spoke up, his voice hoarse but filled with a compelling force that made the blood of a million seekers boil.

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"Joining Dustblade Sect won't be easy."

"Next, there will be three stages of the assessment. The first is the Sword Force test, the second is the Comprehension test, and the third is the Sword Intent test."

"Let's begin now!"

As his words fell, the Dustblade Sect disciples around the edges of the crowd began to activate their mana.

With a boom!

The ground shook violently, an invisible pressure bearing down on the million seekers. In an instant, the vast majority were pressed down to the ground, with only a few thousand remaining upright.

But among these few thousand, most were bent at the waist, legs trembling, or half-kneeling, barely holding on.

Even Xia Tianyi was in this state; he leaned on his sword handle, about to speak but stopping himself.

Only Su Yie stood upright and proud, exceptionally conspicuous at that moment.

All around, complex looks were thrown his way, filled with jealousy, shock, and disbelief.

"That guy..."

"How is he acting as if nothing is wrong?"

"What kind of formation is this? I feel like my organs are about to be crushed..."

"Quick, look over there, someone is standing unaffected!"

"Is he cheating?"