Legend of Swordsman

In addition to these, there were rewards for the first stage of the trial.

The top 10,000 contenders each received a strand of Emperor’s Great Dao.

The top 1,000 contenders were guaranteed to receive a D- grade inheritance, which could also be exchanged for precious treasure points.

These were the rewards stated on the original identity tokens. Jian Wushuang gently crushed the token. D- grade inheritances held little allure for him. He needed an inheritance at the level of the one Hu Qing got to be of any help.

The assistance provided by those weaker inheritances was minimal. He believed his energy was better spent contemplating his own origin source. Breaking through the seventh layer of Ultimate Sword Dao would be much more beneficial than those potent inheritances.

After crushing the token, the new one awarded him an additional 100 treasure points.

Inheritances, treasures, special rewards, and even some extraordinary fruits that could enhance one’s power – these things were far more impactful than what they had received during the first stage of the trial.

Many people had already started exchanging treasures on the city walls. Powerful peak-level treasures, and even Innate Treasures, flew out from the beams of light.

“Haha, with this Bursting Demon Staff, my strength has increased I don’t know how many times. I can now rival peak-level experts.” A strong contender, who had previously only been a top-level Grand Yan Immortal, laughed maniacally while gripping his staff.

Their aura and fighting spirit were both concentrated.

There was no trace of timidity now, especially among those Grand Yan Immortals who hadn’t exchanged Innate Treasures with their precious treasure points. At this moment, they were more insane than ever before.

Seeing others obtain treasures and witnessing their skyrocketing strength, envy filled their hearts, accompanied by an overwhelming determination to battle fiercely.

Among the top 1,000 warriors, many had already accepted the C- grade inheritances.

They all obtained second- grade origin source Daos. While these Daos varied in strength, still, the C- grade inheritance was more than sufficient for their needs.

These three days were their preparation time, every bit of improvement mattered.

In stark contrast, there was God-Emperor MO Long, bereft of any treasures, yet possessing peak-level power. Despite lacking any precious artifacts, his strength enabled him to rank within the top 100 within these city walls.

Even without treasures, his perfected physique, coupled with his powerful bloodline and divine constitution, allowed him to unleash a combat power comparable to the extreme-level Grand Yan Immortal. If he possessed a potent treasure, he could fully unleash the power of an extreme-level Grand Yan Immortal.

Falling behind in a single move meant falling behind forever.

MO Long shook his head.

Back when his father advised him to master a unique supreme skill, even if it didn’t align with the Dao, it would enable him to rival a half m step Emperor during the Grand Yan Immortal stage.

But at that time, he already possessed the power of a peak-level Grand Yan Immortal. In his father’s world, he was invincible among peers. He felt that practicing distracting techniques would divide his focus too much. Instead, he decided to focus on understanding the origin source and planned to cultivate

supreme techniques after becoming an Emperor.

Now, regret flooded his heart, but it was too late.

“Sigh!” MO Long let out a deep breath, sitting desolately on the city wall, watching the Demon Lord Fengyu and his minions engulf the world like a tide. A spark of determination glinted in his eyes.

Just as he was about to turn around, he noticed a familiar and imposing figure beside him.

Familiar armor, familiar face!

“Jian Wushuang?” MO Long quickly stood up.

“MO Long, how do you feel?” Jian Wushuang stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the horde of Devouring Demons outside the city.

“Not bad, much better than the rewards from the first stage of the trial. I’m really tempted by many of the treasures!” MO Long smiled awkwardly.

His Blood Jade Palace, even if dismantled, could match the value of those peak-level treasures worth tens of thousands of treasure points combined. Now, he had nothing left. If he wanted to obtain peakm level treasures by his own strength, it would be incredibly difficult.

Over 100,000 points!

He heard those in the top 1,000 ranks had only gained 100 treasure points. Those in the top 10,000 ranks had only 10 points.

As long as there were achievement points, even if only a few hundred, they could earn at least 1 treasure point.

This was probably considered a participation reward!

Qishen Temple was unexpectedly generous this time; a single treasure point was equivalent to a peak-level treasure. Among the one hundred thousand Grand Yan Immortals on this city wall, many held only ordinary treasures.

Among the hundred thousand Grand Yan Immortals on the city walls, many possessed ordinary treasures. But now, acquiring a peak-level treasure for free elevated their strength significantly, making them comparable to top-level Grand Yan Immortals.

“With your strength, how many waves of Demon Lords’ sieges do you plan to withstand?” Jian Wushuang asked casually.

Nio Ling felt a bit awkward. However, being able to converse with Jian

Wushuang, one of the only two Dao Lord experts on the city walls, should have been a prestigious moment. But the memory of their life-and-death battle a few years ago, which ended in Jian Wushuangs overwhelming victory, made MO Ling suddenly feel insignificant before him.

The more he thought about it, the less confident he became.

“According to the rules, the first wave consists of 100,000 Demon Lords at the

Nine Revolutions level. Each subsequent wave increases in intensity. I can probably hold on until the sixth wave,” MO Long replied.

The first wave comprised only 100,000 Demon Lords at the Nine Revolutions level, a force that Jian Wushuang and Dao Lord Si Tian could easily handle.

However, the second wave escalated to a million Demon Lords, a number neither Jian Wushuang nor Si Tian dared to face head-on. At this point, they would have to join forces.

The third wave consisted of ten million Demon Lords. Thankfully, the first three waves were all at the Nine Revolutions level, so although the quantity was daunting, their lives weren’t directly threatened.

Each three waves marked an escalation in power.

The fourth to sixth waves featured Perfected Nine Revolutions-level

Devouring Demon Lords, starting from 100,000 and escalating to 10 million.

Nio Longs unleashed power could barely reach the extreme-level, and lasting until the sixth wave was already commendable.

“Never thought of making more than necessary!’

Nio Long shook his head and said with a faint smile, “The seeds of the Demon Soaring Flower only cost 500 treasure points, and they are enough to resist until the sixth wave!”

“That’s true. Your father is a remarkable powerhouse. You don’t need to push yourself so hard!”

Having a powerful father or mentor could significantly boost one’s starting point compared to peers of the same level. Both Ji Chaoyang and MO Long were beneficiaries of this advantage.

Ji Chaoyang was one of those individuals whose strength and talent were exceptional. Even though he wasn’t the only child, his father, the Emperor, had enough reasons to provide him with many treasures.

After all, he was the top figure in the current generation of the Ji Dynasty.

MO Longs father, on the other hand, was different. His father was already a powerful sovereign. In their vast world, his father’s word was law, and treasures were distributed as he pleased. There was no need to consider others.

However, this very fact meant that MO Long had never faced significant challenges from a young age. His strength, despite being ordinary, was bolstered by numerous powerful treasures. Even with so many treasures, he could only unleash the strength of an extreme-level Grand Yan Immortal.

Nio Long felt a bit aggrieved, but he couldn’t refute the situation. Without his father’s resources, he wouldn’t be any stronger than Luo Hao.

Both had achieved the Perfected Nine Revolutions realm, and their second- grade origin source Dao was at the seventh layer.

Although they could barely marge the Dao at the seventh layer, even if successful, their foundations would be far inferior.

Failing to merge the Dao meant they couldn’t break through further.

Jian Wushuang, observing MO Longs predicament, patted his shoulder without saying much. He simply walked away, leaving behind a mustard seed-sized token..