Luo Changqing was quite surprised; he had never learned any wind-walking techniques!

What amazed him even more was that his wind-walking skills were becoming increasingly proficient.

In just a few breaths, he could control it with ease!

"Awesome!"

Luo Changqing grinned widely. This kind of wind-walking had only appeared in his dreams when he was in China, but now it was happening for real!

In contrast, countless people looked at Luo Changqing as if he were a clown. Wasn't it just wind-walking?

Was there really a need to be so excited?

Indeed, the thoughts of a fool were childish and laughable, incomprehensible...

Then, Luo Changqing lightly landed on the second level of the Sword Tomb.

The second level was filled with mid-grade spirit weapon flying swords.

Mid-grade spirit weapons were several times harder and sharper than low-grade ones!

Luo Changqing didn't rush to draw a sword but strolled around, searching to see if there were any Heart Sutra mantras on this level as well.

In the direction of the Mystic Sword Heavenly Sect.

The Sect Master of the Mystic Sword Heavenly Sect squinted his tiger eyes: "Unexpectedly, this waste actually stepped onto the second level of the Sword Tomb."

Beside him, Mu Qingfeng sneered disdainfully: "The Dao intent contained in the flying swords of the first level is the weakest. Isn't it just a matter of having hands?"

"Besides, isn't he still at the bottom? A waste is just a waste, only adding to the laughter."

Indeed, although Luo Changqing successfully stepped onto the second level.

On this second level, he was still all alone.

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The other participating disciples had already reached the third level, and some had even stepped onto the fourth level.

Moments later, Luo Changqing's heart sank, "How could this be? I searched the entire second level but couldn't find any Heart Sutra mantras."

"Could it be that the person who casually wrote the incomplete mantra only wrote it on the first level?"

Thinking of this, he couldn't help but feel disappointed.

Just then, an exclamation came from above.

Luo Changqing slightly raised his head and saw.

On the fourth level of the Piaomiao Sword Tomb, someone had drawn the fourth flying sword, a top-grade spirit weapon flying sword!

As long as one drew a flying sword from the fourth level, they would pass the test!

The crowd exclaimed!

"Wow, it's Li Lingtian from the Mystic Sword Heavenly Sect!"

"As expected of a genius from the Mystic Sword Heavenly Sect, he succeeded in the challenge so soon after the competition started!"

"Of course, he's a genius, much stronger than some waste still stuck on the second level."

With that, the ridicule continued!

While praising Li Lingtian, they didn't forget to mock Luo Changqing.

For no other reason than that Luo Changqing had previously offended all the sect masters!

Because Luo Changqing was the one the Saintess had designated to kill!

Luo Changqing remained indifferent to the noise around him.

Then, he found a flying sword and grasped the hilt.

A strong Dao intent surged!

But Luo Changqing immediately noticed something strange.

"Strange."

"The Dao intent released by the second-level flying swords is much stronger than the first level."

"But why is the pain I endure actually less than on the first level?"

The Dao intent backlash became stronger, yet the pain lessened?

Could it be the effect of the Great Amitabha Heart Sutra?

Unfortunately, he had only found one volume of the mantra.

Luo Changqing cleared his mind and pulled the flying sword from the ground.

Immediately, his feet naturally left the ground, and he rose on the wind, drifting towards the third level of the Sword Tomb.

He was completely unaware that the atmosphere in the Dao Arena had quietly changed.

The mocking voices directed at him seemed to have diminished, now mixed with a bit of surprise and discussion.

Because at this moment, he, who had always been at the bottom, finally caught up with some people!

Out of three thousand participating disciples, over two thousand had reached the fourth level and were attempting to draw swords.

There were still seven or eight hundred people struggling to draw swords on the third level.

And soon, an unexpected surprise appeared.

He discovered that behind one of the flying swords, there was another incomplete Heart Sutra mantra!

"The Great Amitabha Heart Sutra, Volume Two."

Luo Changqing was shocked, "Could it be that this Heart Sutra appears every other level?"

"No need to think too much, the only way to verify is to check the higher levels!"

"Practice!"

Then, in ten breaths, he completed the mantra.

Draw the sword!

Draw the first sword, the second volume of the Heart Sutra reaches Minor Accomplishment.

Draw the second sword, Major Accomplishment.

Draw the third sword, Complete.

Draw the fourth sword, Peak!

This time, drawing swords consecutively, the backlash of Dao intent was twice as strong as on the second level!

Yet the pain he endured from the Dao intent backlash was slightly reduced!

Drawing four swords in one go, Luo Changqing's eyesight, perception, and spiritual awareness were enhanced sixfold!

With two volumes of the Heart Sutra practiced to Peak, Luo Changqing felt that his affinity with the "wind" had advanced from the stage of control to the stage of being at one with it!

No!

Not just the wind!

Luo Changqing suddenly realized that the objects of his enhanced affinity were not limited to the wind!

In this world, he also sensed the existence of more elemental attributes.

There was metal, wood, water, fire, earth, and so on!

Because only the wind was flowing on the scene, he had previously only noticed the existence of the wind attribute.

"This Great Amitabha Heart Sutra is extraordinary."

At this moment, Luo Changqing had not yet realized what this change meant; he was simply driven by an impulse to practice more of the Heart Sutra.

The next moment, his feet left the ground, and he floated towards the fourth level of the Sword Tomb.

At this time, the atmosphere in the Dao Arena froze.

"He overtook them!?"

"What's going on? That waste who was expelled from my sect actually overtook seven or eight hundred people!?"

Luo Changqing's transition from being at the bottom alone to now overtaking others left countless people incredulous.

Mu Qingxuan, the Saintess, had her pupils contract in disbelief!

"How could this be?"

"The higher the level of the flying sword, the harder it is to draw, and others' sword-drawing speed is decreasing exponentially."

"Why is that damn waste's sword-drawing speed actually increasing!?"

The same doubt was shared by many sect masters!

Empress Tantai gazed at Luo Changqing, her beautiful eyes filled with deep astonishment...

For a moment, the waste Luo Changqing became the focus of the entire scene!

The fourth level, the flying swords on this level were top-grade spirit weapons.

The flying swords that ordinary Spirit Palace Realm cultivators could acquire were mostly low-grade and mid-grade spirit weapons.

Few could obtain high-grade spirit weapons.

And those who could acquire top-grade spirit weapons were even rarer than phoenix feathers.

According to the preliminaries' rules, as long as one could draw a flying sword on this level, the participant could claim the top-grade spirit weapon on this level as their own!

Top-grade spirit weapons were treasures that Spirit Palace Realm cultivators dreamed of!

At this moment, the participating disciples on the fourth level were all staring at the flying swords in front of them, in a state of frenzy.

Meanwhile, Luo Changqing's steps stopped in front of a flying sword.

At this time, not far away, a disciple from the Crimson Cloud Heavenly Sect was nervously staring at a flying sword.

His eyes showed three parts fear, seven parts greed!

The Dao intent strength contained in the fourth-level flying swords had reached eight times that of the first level!

The disciple steeled his heart, "Damn it, drawing the third-level flying sword nearly cost me half my life."

"But this is a flying sword personally refined by the Piaomiao Ancestor. Even if not for the ranking, it's worth risking it just for this sword!"

With that, he grasped the hilt.

But in the next instant!

The disciple suddenly trembled like a sieve, with veins bulging all over his body.

Luo Changqing was surprised to see that the disciple even started bleeding black blood from his seven orifices!

Then, his meridians went into chaos, his spiritual power lost control, and his skin burst open with countless bloody wounds, spraying blood arrows!

Pfft!

The next moment, the situation worsened, and the disciple's spiritual power suddenly exploded from within, blasting his body into a bloody mess!

Not only were his meridians severed inch by inch, but even his internal organs and both eyeballs exploded!

Thud.

The corpse fell to the ground.

The Dao Arena fell silent.

The first death in the challenge had appeared!

Followed by!

Pfft! Pfft! Pfft! Pfft!

On the fourth level of the Piaomiao Sword Tomb, in every corner, disciples' meridians went into chaos, and they died from their bodies exploding!

The spraying blood mist resembled blooming black flowers!

In just ten breaths, more than a dozen disciples died tragically on the spot, and the number of seriously injured was countless.

As a result, the participating disciples on this level were filled with fear towards the flying swords in front of them!

All the participants became more cautious, not daring to draw swords lightly.

In contrast, Luo Changqing seemed oblivious to the terrifying scenes.

He only wanted to move to the fifth level to find the third volume of the Heart Sutra.

Determined in his thoughts, Luo Changqing ignored everyone else and grasped the sword hilt in front of him.

With a crisp clang of the sword's cry.

The fourth-level flying sword was pulled out by Luo Changqing in one go!

The scene erupted!

"My God, am I seeing things? Look, that waste actually drew the fourth-level flying sword!"

In the direction of the Mystic Sword Heavenly Sect, Mu Qingfeng's expression was cold: "It's just the fourth level, is it that impressive?"

"Compared to my sister's historical record on the twelfth level, it's nothing!"

Sword Tomb, fifth level!

The flying swords on this level surpassed the spirit weapon grade, reaching the spirit artifact grade, as low-grade spirit artifact flying swords!

Luo Changqing was overjoyed, indeed finding the third volume of the Heart Sutra mantra here!

His eyes flashed with demonic light as he deduced and completed the mantra.

He began to draw swords!

The first sword, practicing the third volume of the Heart Sutra to Minor Accomplishment.

The second sword, Major Accomplishment!

The third sword, Complete!

The fourth sword, Peak!

At the same time.

His eyesight, perception, and spiritual awareness increased to a full ninefold!

He felt that his Dao heart had reached an unprecedented level of strength.

It seemed invincible, as solid as a fortress!

He didn't linger, rising on the wind, heading towards the sixth level of the Sword Tomb!

At this moment, he had overtaken the vast majority of participating disciples!

Only four people remained ahead of him!

Three on the sixth level, and Li Lingtian on the seventh level.

This result was beyond everyone's expectations!

Among the three participants on the sixth level, a female disciple from the Crimson Cloud Heavenly Sect, Li Yun, exclaimed in surprise, "What's going on? When did this waste catch up?"

"If we let this continue, won't he catch up to the first-place Li Lingtian?"

When Luo Changqing settled down, he caught up with the three!

Without any hesitation, after drawing the flying sword on this level, he floated up to the seventh level under the shocked gazes of Li Yun and the others!

And caught up with Li Lingtian!

From this moment on, there was no one above Luo Changqing!

Li Lingtian exclaimed, "What, I, a genius of the Mystic Sword Heavenly Sect, was actually caught up by you, a waste from the Xuanqing Heavenly Sect?"

Luo Changqing glanced at Li Lingtian indifferently, turned, and left.

Searching for the mantra!

Li Lingtian's face showed anger, that damn waste dared to ignore me?

Moments later, Luo Changqing found the fourth volume of the mantra and deduced and perfected it.

However, this fourth volume of the mantra was several times more complex than the third!

The densely packed "glowing characters" in front of him required Luo Changqing to spend a lot of time understanding them.

Luo Changqing's prolonged inaction was interpreted by outsiders as cowardice!

Not far away, Li Lingtian showed a cruel smile.

After a full cup of tea's time, Luo Changqing finally extended his hand.

The Xuanqing Heavenly Sect cultivators' hearts were in their throats!

Xuan Zheng was extremely serious: "Changqing, know your limits. If you find you can't bear it, let go immediately! Understand?"

Just as Luo Changqing grasped the high-grade spirit artifact flying sword!

Suddenly, a broad hand quietly reached over.

That big hand directly wrapped around Luo Changqing's hand, preventing him from letting go of the sword hilt!

Luo Changqing frowned and turned his head, only to see Li Lingtian's sneering face.

Li Lingtian intended to harm Luo Changqing!

The Xuanqing Heavenly Sect cultivators were shocked!

Xuan Zheng was furious: "Li Lingtian, what are you doing, let go!"

Li Lingtian turned a deaf ear!

He was waiting!

Waiting for Luo Changqing to be killed by the Dao intent backlash!

At the same time, Li Lingtian's gaze was sinister, his voice like a thread, drilling into Luo Changqing's ear, "Waste, you're dead!"