Chapter 433: The Powerful and Confident Black Sword

If they were to talk about Qi Yuan’s previous remarks, they would have regarded them as a joke.

But now, this confidence and dominance moved them.

With so many geniuses present, who wouldn’t be impressed by the Black Sword?

Even the Ice Sword, although he denied that he was targeting the Black Sword, was actually trying hard to catch up with the Black Sword.

Although he knew that the more he caught up, the bigger the gap would be.

But at this moment, what did this blood-stained robe say?

The black sword is not within the scope of the great truth, so it is not qualified to be his target! All the Tianjiao's hearts were shaken, and they all looked at Qi Yuan with different eyes.

This blood robe is a challenge to the black sword!

In other words, it was declaring war on the Black Sword.

Ziyuantian’s old past was unsealed in their minds.

Many people seemed to smell the scent of war.

Considering that Ziyuantian's ancestor directly gave the Blood Robe the blood of the Black Demon, they had to think more.

The black sword represents the big boss of the Black Demon Abyss.

Among the other nine elders, half are disciples of the eldest elder.

The same goes for the six elders of Ziyuantian.

However, the Sixth Elder had a grudge against the First Elder and had never been convinced. This was no big secret in the Black Demon Abyss.

Now, Blood Robe challenged Black Sword, and everyone smelled a strong smell of gunpowder.

Is this the continuation of the fight between the Six Elders and... the Big Boss?

But... this blood-stained robe... is it really powerful enough to rival the black sword?

You know, there was once a great master who mastered the supreme truth and came to visit the Black Demon Abyss. When he saw the black sword, he said, "When I was young, I was far inferior to the black sword."

Of course, they didn't know that Qi Yuan didn't have that idea at all.

Others said that he wanted to surpass the Black Sword and take the Black Sword as his goal.

He simply wanted to prove his innocence. The person he wanted to surpass was not qualified enough by Black Sword.

Black Sword's expression remained unchanged, as calm as a chrysanthemum: "I am just a little ahead of you. You don't need to regard me as your goal to surpass."

It seemed that he didn't take Qi Yuan's words to heart.

An Xunlu looked at Heijian, her eyes full of stars, then looked at Qi Yuan with a look of disdain: "Look at Brother Heijian, then look at you, and you will know where the gap is."

"Ah?" Qi Yuan didn't quite understand what An Xunlu said, "I can see that he's not as good-looking as me. That's the difference."

"You!" An Xunlu was so angry, "What nonsense are you talking about? Big Brother Black Sword's talent is a hundred times stronger than yours, and his appearance is even a hundred times better than yours!"

Qi Yuan was too lazy to talk to Yu Anxunlu.

He could see that this was a brainless fan.

He hates brainless fans the most. There is no point in arguing with them because they will make up all kinds of stories.

However, Ziyuan Xiaolu next to him couldn't help but say, "Brother Blood Robe is obviously better looking than Brother Black Sword..."

"Ziyuan Xiaolu, are you blind?" An Xunlu was a little surprised that the usually shy man would refute her.

"My eyesight is fine. It's obvious that Senior Brother in Blood Robe is more handsome!" Ziyuan Xiaolu's face flushed red. It was obvious that arguing with others was not her strong point.

"Humph!" An Xunlu changed the subject, because it was true... Blood Robe was much better looking than Big Brother Black Sword. "Big Brother Black Sword is the Sun God, the number one prodigy in the Black Demon Abyss, and his talent far exceeds that of Blood Robe!"

“Brother Blood Robe just started practicing the Ancestral Blood Sutra late. If you give him enough time, he will have no problem surpassing the Black Sword!” Ziyuan Xiaolu argued.

Seeing this scene, Qi Yuan was stunned.

This Ziyuan Xiaolu... looks like his crazy fan.

Qi Yuan suddenly felt that he was a little biased and looked at a certain group through tinted glasses.

There are good people among the “brainless fans” too.

The two girls were arguing non-stop.

At this time, Black Sword spoke in a calm voice: "There is one more thing to announce.

The Zhili Dao Conference is about to begin, and the younger generation has thirty spots to attend the ceremony.

The number of spectator spots will be allocated based on contributions to the Black Demon Abyss."

Hearing this, the expressions of the geniuses present suddenly changed and their breathing became rapid.

The Theoretical Dao Conference is one of the most important events in the Sixth Heaven.

At that time, all the Yang Gods and forces that have received the invitation letter will go to the Zhili Association to discuss the Dao.

That was Yang Shen discussing the Dao and comprehending the ultimate truth!

For geniuses like them, the benefits are enormous and can lay the foundation for the future.

It can be said that if one has some insights, one can save hundreds of thousands of years of practice.

However, ordinary monks are not qualified to participate.

Even if you are an ordinary Yang God, you are not eligible to participate unless you work for the Zhili Society for free.

Only top holy places like the Black Demon Abyss will have more places, and even allow the younger generation to participate.

"Contribution... Looks like we can't practice anymore, we have to go on missions!"

"Damn it! I haven't done a mission in years!"

"There is only less than a year left until the Theoretical Dao Conference. How much contribution can we make?"

The geniuses present had solemn expressions, some happy and some worried.

There are two ways to obtain contribution points. One is to complete tasks, and the other is to break through the "Ancestral Blood Sutra".

The higher the level of breakthrough in "Ancestral Blood Art", the more contribution points you will gain.

For example, the Ice Sword, "Ancestral Blood Art" has reached the eighth level.

These redeemable contribution points alone are enough to support him in obtaining a place in the Theoretical Dao Association.

After Tianzun finished teaching, everyone left slowly.

Ziyuan Xiaolu's face was a little red now. It was obvious that she seldom quarreled with others and was a little unexperienced.

She sometimes frowned, sometimes pondered, as if reviewing her own quarrel and thinking about where she could continue to improve.

At this moment, An Xunlu, who was not far away, suddenly attacked her and said sarcastically, "Senior Brother Xuepao has just arrived at Ziyuantian and has only been practicing the Zuxue Jue for a short time. He hasn't done any tasks yet. He will probably miss this theoretical meeting. What a pity!"

Qi Yuan felt nothing when he heard this.

Even if he is not qualified, he still has the invitation letter from Mo Chi.

When the time comes, just pretend that the magic has passed.

However, An Xunlu was so angry that she turned her head away and didn't look at An Xunlu.

She won't listen to bad speeches.

An Xunlu was very proud, as if she was declaring victory. She ignored Qi Yuan and went to the top of the mountain to meet Hei Jian.

Ziyuan Xiaolu had a worried look on her face.

She waved her hand, revealing many task lists.

She looked at her to-do list with a worried look on her face.

"Brother Xuepao, the mission contribution points here are too few, and it takes too much time. You..."

She was very worried about Qi Yuan.

After all, Senior Brother Blood Robe’s talent is absolutely terrifying, but it would be a big loss if he didn’t go to the Theoretical Dao Conference.

The gap with the Black Sword will only get bigger.

"It's alright." Qi Yuan looked lazy. He looked at the task list below and suddenly asked, "Can these contribution points... be exchanged for Black Demon Ancestor's blood?"

Because he found that many of the tasks here were related to the Moruo clan.

Recently, the Moluo clan stopped paying tribute, which caused quite a stir in the Black Demon Abyss.

Many new tasks are related to the Moruo clan.

If he wanted to complete it, he could do it by just raising his hand.

For example, one of the tasks is to go to the fifth heaven and communicate with the Mara clan, asking them to pay at least one hundred portions of Miro light as tribute.

Qi Yuan is capable of these tasks.

"No." Ziyuan Xiaolu shook her head, looking embarrassed.

The blood of the Black Demon Ancestor is so precious that there is almost no other way to obtain it except through the Great Truth.

She saw Qi Yuan staring at the column about the Moluo clan, and she thought of something: "Could it be that Senior Brother Xuepao can solve the Moluo clan's mission?"

Senior Brother Blood Robe came from the Demon Abyss and might have a close relationship with the Demon Clan.

When he asked this, he seemed to be confident of completing the mission for the Moro clan.

"I'm sure I can solve it." Qi Yuan was very honest.

Ziyuan Xiaolu's eyes sparkled: "Senior Brother Xuepao is so amazing, why don't you take on these tasks? If you complete them, it should be enough for us to go to the Theory Conference."

"Not completed." Qi Yuan shook his head.

Is he a fool? Go and complete these tasks.

He did gain contribution points by completing the mission, but he...lost something.

Most of these tasks require the Mara clan to pay tribute.

The entire Moluo clan belongs to him. He offers his own things as tribute to the Black Demon Abyss in exchange for a pitiful few contribution points.

Is he out of his mind? "Huh?" Ziyuan Xiaolu was stunned and confused.

"Fenjiao sister, don't worry. I have my own plans regarding contribution points." Qi Yuan said confidently.

Can't I still get contribution points without completing tasks?

There is no mistake in the poem, post, content, and read the book on 6, 9, and bar!

Upgrade the "Ancestral Blood Art" a level.

"How many levels of "Ancestral Blood Sutra" can be exchanged for contribution points sufficient to participate in the Theoretical Dao Conference?" Qi Yuan asked.

"There's a chance on the sixth floor... but for safety's sake, on the seventh floor!" Ziyuan Xiaolu seemed to understand Qi Yuan's idea, but thought he was daydreaming.

But she didn't ask any more questions and answered directly.

"Oh, it's settled tonight." Qi Yuan said with a smile in his eyes.

To this conference of supreme theories, he not only wanted to go as the Demon Blazing Heavenly Lord, but also as the Blood Robe Lord.

After all, he is now a person with a background.

With great truth behind you, things become easier.

"Ah?" Ziyuan Xiaolu blinked, not knowing what Qi Yuan meant.

However, she has always been shy, and since Qi Yuan didn't say anything, she was too embarrassed to ask.

"Where is the place where Ziyuantian checks the progress of practicing the "Ancestral Blood Sutra"? I want to go and check it out in exchange for contribution points!"

When Ziyuan Xiaolu heard this, her eyes widened and her breathing became slightly rapid.

Brother Xuepao wants to exchange the level of his cultivation in "Ancestral Blood Sutra" for contribution points?

Does this mean that he has cultivated to at least the first, second, or even third level?

The fastest record for the Ancestral Blood Art was set by Black Sword, who reached the third level in half a month and the fourth level in three months.

And far ahead.

For example, it took her a full year to complete the first level.

"good!"

…

On top of the mountain.

Heijian was dressed in a white robe and looked as handsome as jade.

Next to him, a Yang God in the Great Heaven Realm smiled and said, “This blood robe… is a little arrogant.”

There was a hint of dissatisfaction in the voice.

Hearing this, Black Sword looked calm and said, "He has his own goals, and he is not wrong to not regard me as someone to surpass."

“Alas, you are such a generous and kind person.” The Yang God in the Great Heaven Realm sighed.

The more you know about Black Sword, the more you realize how terrifying his talent is.

"He doesn't regard me as a target, just like I... didn't pay attention to the ascetic who was climbing hard behind me. This is nothing at all." Black Sword said lightly.

What he said is not reality.

He is not afraid of challenges from his peers, or rather, they ignore him.

Anyone who lags behind him will only get further away from him. His gaze is always on the starry sky, on those great people who have mastered the supreme truth.

As for the person chasing him from behind, how could he turn his head to look?

"The rise of the Black Demon Abyss depends on you." The Yang God couldn't help but sigh, "The rest are just floating clouds."

While other geniuses of the same generation were still struggling to break through to the Yang God realm, Black Sword had already become a frequent guest of the Yang God in the Great Heavenly Realm and could even communicate with the Ultimate Theory.

“That blood-robed man is highly regarded by the six elders, so his talent must be extraordinary.

I am afraid that he will also be a great truth.

Daoist Fellow Black Sword can now hammer it a bit and sharpen it into a handy sword." The Yangshen Tianzun advised.

He felt awe, envy and jealousy towards Black Sword.

Now I’m thinking about making friends.

"Thank you for telling me, fellow Daoist." Hei Jian replied calmly.

As for what this man said, he didn't take it to heart at all.

He is invincible, so why does he need a sharp sword? "An Xunlu is here, I'm leaving..." The Yangshen Tianzun smiled and disappeared at this moment.

As soon as his figure disappeared, An Xunlu's anxious voice was heard.

"Brother Black Sword!"

Anxunlu trotted over, with an undisguised look of admiration on her face.

"Well, how has your training been going recently?" The Black Sword Man was very nice and was very gentle towards An Xunlu.

An Xunlu felt very happy. The arrogance and coldness she showed when facing Qi Yuan disappeared, and she looked like a beautiful girl next door.

"The Ancestral Blood Sutra is still at the fifth level." An Xunlu mentioned this with some distress.

"The cultivation of the Ancestral Blood Sutra only depends on bloodline. I can't help you much with this."

"No, I will try my best." An Xunlu said, and she couldn't help but complain, "The ancestor is really too much. He gave the Black Demon Ancestor's blood to the Blood Robe and didn't give it to you, Big Brother Black Sword!"

When this was mentioned, Anxunlu was very angry.

An ancestor once said that when the black sword enters the realm of truth, it will be bestowed with a portion of the black demon's ancestral blood.

As a result, as soon as the Blood Robe entered the Black Demon Abyss, it found the blood of the Black Demon Ancestor.

She was naturally psychologically unbalanced and stood up for Black Sword.

"It's okay. The Black Demon Ancestor's blood won't help me much. It doesn't matter whether I have it or not." Black Sword said calmly, "I can rely on myself."

His bloodline is originally the same as the blood of the Black Demon Ancestor.

In other words, the blood flowing in his body is the blood of the Little Black Demon Ancestor.

His practice of "Ancestral Blood Art" is equivalent to other geniuses consuming the black demon ancestral blood all the time.

This isn't cheating; it's one of his bloodline talents.

Therefore, the blood of the Black Demon Ancestor is almost useless to him now.

But when you step into the realm of ultimate truth, things are different.

"But this is so unfair!" An Xunlu still felt sorry for Heijian.

Hei Jian smiled and gently stroked An Xunlu's hair: "Don't think too much. During this period, you should work hard to improve your contribution. As for the Theoretical Dao Conference, don't you want to go?"

When Anxunlu heard this, she nodded quickly: "I will try my best!"

"Also, don't worry about me, and don't think that this blood robe will threaten my position." Black Sword said calmly, "The resources I got from the Black Demon Abyss were all obtained by my own hands. No one else can take them away."

Black Sword has his own confidence.

The blood-robed man did not regard him as a target to be surpassed, so he had never noticed the blood-robed man behind him.

His eyes were always on Lin Yaxuan.

In Linya Ling, the yang gods are all pawns and have no control over their own actions.

The Yang God in the Great Principle Realm is nothing more than a large chess piece.

Only those who have mastered the supreme truth can be considered a chess player.

Hei Mo Yuan trained him so that he could play chess, become the chess player, and take care of Hei Mo Yuan among the Lin Ya Ling.

His ambition is even greater than that of the Black Demon Abyss. He not only wants to be the chess player, but also the strongest chess player! Dominating the game of the Sixth Heaven!

As for the blood robe...I guess it can't even be considered a large chess piece.

How could he care?

Looking at the gentle and confident Hei Jian, An Xunlu's eyes revealed admiration and adoration.

"Brother Black Sword..."

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