At this moment, all eyes were focused on the scene.
The Ten Sects Swordfight champion, and the ultimate victor of this competition.
The process was so fierce that even the disciples of the Three Great Sects lost two-thirds of their numbers!
The merit was so significant that it was almost equivalent to winning a throne for the sect!
Such a brutal and monumental swordfight would be remembered far more vividly than the one during the Dao Demon War a hundred years ago.
Noticing the demon soul behind Zhou Yun, the disciples of various sects cast looks of amazement, envy, and awe, wishing they could take his place.
The disciples of Demon Sky Palace were even more ecstatic, their faces burning with excitement as they gazed at Qin Lianyun’s back.
As for the King Level warriors from various sects, they observed the demon soul while contemplating.
Ge Qiu’s eyes were filled with clear energy as he stared tightly at the demon soul. Strangely, he could not detect any aura of Jiang Heng on this “Qin Lianyun.”
Ge Qiu’s expression was as calm as water. Regardless, judging by the current outcome, Taishang Sect really came in last!
“Lord Ge…?” A Burning Sun Level elder beside him reminded with some hesitation.
Ge Qiu adjusted his forehead, waved his hand slightly, and said, “Elder Yang, go ahead.”
As the main initiator of the swordfight, Taishang Sect had to announce the results, no matter what.
Elder Yang’s face looked a bit awkward, but since Ge Qiu had spoken, he had no choice but to comply, taking the newly recorded results and stepping forward.
“The swordfight is over. The rankings for this swordfight are as follows…”
“First place, Demon Sky Palace, 20 drops of Moon Milk!”
“Second place, Ten Thousand Sword Divine Sect, 16 drops of Moon Milk.”
“Third place, Limitless Demon Sect, 12 drops of Moon Milk.”
“Fourth place, Beast Taming Heavenly Sect, 10 drops of Moon Milk.”
“…”
“Tenth place… Taishang Sect, 3 drops of Moon Milk.”
As he pronounced the last place, Elder Yang’s voice noticeably lowered.
Embarrassing…
The mighty Taishang Sect actually ranked last in the swordfight. This had never happened since the first Ten Sects Swordfight.
Not to mention being last; they had never even dropped out of the top four!
“Good, good!”
Zhou Yun said “good” twice, almost unable to contain his laughter!
Seeing Old Ge’s scheming expression initially led him to believe this swordfight would end badly.
Unexpectedly, although the process was quite alarming, the result was favorable. This outsider, Qin Lianyun, actually triumphed over the core members of various sects to take first place.
On the other hand, Taishang Sect ranked last!
Zhou Yun looked at the demon soul with a broad smile: “Qin Lianyun, as expected, we have won… In this swordfight, you have made outstanding contributions!”
The demon soul respectfully replied, “This is what a disciple should do.”
Zhou Yun patted the demon soul’s shoulder and merely said, “Return to the sect. We’ll discuss the rewards then!”
“Yes!”
…
Apart from Zhou Yun, Linghu Yao and the old woman from Limitless Demon Sect were also quite satisfied.
However, Linghu Yao recalled something and sighed.
“Shichuan, I couldn’t take good care of your daughter…”
In reality, Zhong Xiu’s father, Zhong Shichuan, was once the most talented and powerful disciple under Linghu Yao but died young and unexpectedly.
Later, Zhong Xiu also joined the Ten Thousand Sword Divine Sect, which Linghu Yao did not know initially.
It wasn’t until Zhong Xiu used her talent and strength to step into the core and became Linghu Yao’s registered disciple that he learned she was Zhong Shichuan’s daughter.
Linghu Yao sighed again and then looked at the King Level from Blood Killing Sect, his eyes showing a hint of coldness.
Just then, the demon soul walked over from the direction of Demon Sky Palace to Linghu Yao.
“Qin Lianyun from Demon Sky Palace, greeting Linghu Sword Venerate.”
“Qin Lianyun?” Linghu Yao was quite surprised, sizing up this new star of the Demon Sect who had just won first place in the swordfight. “What do you want?”
The demon soul bowed: “I was entrusted by someone to deliver two items to the Sword Venerate.”
Speaking, the demon soul flipped his hand and took out two longswords, one white and one green.
“Hmm?”
Linghu Yao’s eyes narrowed, and with a flick of his finger, he grabbed the two longswords out of thin air, his gaze immediately falling on the green sword.
“Indeed, it is the Iris Sword I gave to Zhong Xiu!” Linghu Yao’s eyes turned cold as he stared at the demon soul. “How did it end up in your hands!”