Chapter 847 - 844: Gathering of Powerhouses

This person’s strength was unfathomable. Among the disciples of the same generation, his power absolutely surpassed anyone. In Ye Fan’s eyes, his strength was likely even a few degrees deeper than Xu Zun’s.

Only to see the Infinite Sword Ancestor open his mouth and say:

"My disciples have been waiting all this time, but don’t be like before—our ranking comes out one level higher than yours, and you start saying we’re playing tricks again!"

"Absolutely not!

Ji Hai Sword Ancestor said coldly.

At this moment, a discordant voice drifted over from another direction.

"Isn’t this the current Infinite Sword Ancestor? I heard you imitate the Sword Tao Ancestor, drawing the Power of Demon into your own body, trying to create a brand-new Swordsmanship!"

"Did you succeed?"

That voice was filled with mockery.

Ji Hai Sword Ancestor also cooperatively laughed along.

The Infinite Sword Ancestor turned around, only then realizing that this person was actually the Heavenly Void Sword Ancestor. His strength was truly formidable, already having stepped into Ancestor Realm Eighth Grade.

He was absolutely the elite among elites. Worthy of the number one Sword Dao Sect—Heavenly Void Sword Sect’s heritage and super experts were countless.

At this time, the Infinite Sword Ancestor said blandly, "I appreciate your concern. Though I didn’t succeed, I’ve already discarded the Power of Demon."

"Hmph! Your rebellious Sect is just clinging to the great tree of my Heavenly Void Sword Sect to enjoy the shade!"

The Heavenly Void Sword Ancestor said coldly.

The Infinite Sword Ancestor said, "Our Infinite Sword Sect opened its own Sword Dao. Where does ’enjoying your shade’ come from?"

"Without the Sword Dao of my Heavenly Void Sword Sect, would your Ancestor have that ability?"

The Heavenly Void Sword Ancestor said coldly.

But the Infinite Sword Ancestor said instead, "Do not turn black into white. Within the Dao of our Infinite Sword Sect, there is no place for your Heavenly Void Sword Sect. If you insist on splashing filth, there’s nothing I can do!"

"What a ’splashing filth’! If this were not an era of war, I would definitely lead Heavenly Void Sword Sect to annihilate your Sect that betrays its master and destroys its Ancestor!"

The Heavenly Void Sword Ancestor said coldly.

The Infinite Sword Ancestor also said coldly, "Then you can try it if you dare!"

"Enough, all of you. Isn’t it rare for everyone to gather together like this?"

A mediating voice came over.

Everyone turned and looked, only to discover it was Jiuxiao Sword Ancestor—moving like flowing water, surging straight into the nine skies. That was Jiuxiao Sword Ancestor.

Jiuxiao Sword Ancestor’s strength was very great.

For Jiuxiao Sword Sect was ranked second among the super Sects, in no way weaker than Heavenly Void Sword Sect. After all, Jiuxiao Sword Ancestor’s strength was also Ancestor Realm Eighth Grade.

"Hmph!"

The Heavenly Void Sword Ancestor snorted coldly.

The Infinite Sword Ancestor, however, said nothing, simply cupping his fists to Jiuxiao Sword Ancestor. Jiuxiao Sword Ancestor also cupped his fists back. It counted as mutual salutation.

"Jiuxiao Second Brother, in this session’s Sword Dao Conference, my Spirit Peak Sword Sect will definitely surpass your Jiuxiao Sword Sect!"

A wild laugh boomed over.

Jiuxiao Sword Ancestor laughed and said, "I was wondering who it was. So it’s Spirit Peak Old Brother. What’s this? You’ve got confidence this time?"

"Of course. After all, we’ve prepared for so many years!"

The Spirit Peak Sword Ancestor said with a broad laugh.

"Then my Jiuxiao Sword Sect’s disciples will accompany you at any time!"

"Good, we also will accompany you. Dare you drink two cups with me tonight?"

The Spirit Peak Sword Ancestor said to him.

Jiuxiao Sword Ancestor laughed, "Why would I not dare!"

Ye Fan took a look and finally realized that Spirit Peak Sword Ancestor was a coarse, bold man. Though rough, his strength could not be considered weak; he was also Ancestor Realm Eighth Grade.

Ye Fan now understood: the Sect Masters of the top three Sect rankings all had strength at Ancestor Realm Eighth Grade. Being equally Eighth Grade Ancestor Realm, no wonder they were so powerful.

At this time, Zhou Zhimei said to Ye Fan, "The relationship between Jiuxiao Sword Ancestor and Spirit Peak Sword Ancestor is very good. They complement each other, advance and retreat together!"

"So, when facing these two people, even Heavenly Void Sword Ancestor must give face!"

Ye Fan nodded. No wonder, just now, after Jiuxiao Sword Ancestor said one sentence, Heavenly Void Sword Ancestor didn’t refute him again. No matter how defiant an Eighth Grade Ancestor Realm expert is, they absolutely cannot be the opponent of two Eighth Grade Ancestor Realm experts.

Ye Fan swept his gaze over the peers of his generation and discovered that at least four people’s strength surpassed his by a margin. One was Lu Nianzong of Heavenly Void Sword Sect; another was Yang Jiuxiao of Jiuxiao Sword Sect; another was Hua Canglan of Spirit Peak Sword Sect!

There was still one more, a woman. The woman wore a single suit of Qing Yi. Though her looks were still one step inferior to Zhou Zhimei’s, her strength was in no way weak.

Ye Fan did not know the name of the Green-clothed Woman, but she belonged to Jiuxiao Sword Sect. The might of Jiuxiao Sword Sect far exceeded Ye Fan’s expectations.

He had never expected Jiuxiao Sword Sect to be this strong. Having one Yang Jiuxiao was already powerful enough; he never thought there was still a Green-clothed Woman on top of that.

Ye Fan firmly engraved this Sect into his heart.

Just then, a phantom shadow descended from the heavens.

"Sword Immortal!"

Everyone was shocked.

The Sword Immortal descended. Although he did not release his own pressure, as a powerhouse of this level, even without intentionally emitting pressure, he carried pressure with him.

He was the Sword Immortal.

At this moment, everyone cupped their fists, even Heavenly Void Sword Ancestor, who had been shouting the fiercest earlier.

The Sword Immortal was very old, seemingly ancient already, because he was one of the disciples of the Sword Tao Ancestor. He counted as an old monster who had lived hundreds of thousands of years.

His white hair draped over his shoulders, and his pure white beard—worthy of being called Sword Immortal—every lift of his hands and step he took carried an immortal aura. And that was not all.

The key was that his strength was Ancestor Realm Ninth Grade.

Whether it was the four great experts of the Sword Sect side or the six Demon Lords of the Demon Clan, they were all Ancestor Realm Ninth Grade existences—their strength was exceedingly formidable.

Before this aura, Ye Fan felt that compared with it, his own aura was just a small water ditch.

And the Sword Immortal’s aura was the great sea.

They simply could not be compared.

Though both were Ancestor Realm, he was merely Second Grade, while the Sword Immortal was already a Ninth Grade supreme existence.

The Sword Immortal landed, and everyone hurriedly came forward to pay respects.

"Greetings, Sword Immortal!"

"No need for ceremony!"

The Sword Immortal said.

Only then did everyone rise.

Among them, many Sect Masters were disciples of the Sword Immortal. He looked at the geniuses who had come to this year’s selection and revealed a smile.

He said, "The Demon Path is rampant; our Sword Dao cannot be weak. This is an era of cruelty. Our Sword Dao Disciples must rise!"

"Only then can we stand equal against the Demon Path!"

"I think everyone already knows the purpose of this Sword Dao selection, so I need not say more. The Demon Clan is restless, and we will eventually grow old."

"The future world of Sword Dao lies in the hands of you young people. I hope you young ones can stand out and lift high the banner of Sword Dao!"

"Yes!"

A crowd of genius disciples hurriedly responded.

At this time, the Sword Immortal said, "Enough, everyone has arrived today. Several of my fellow disciples entrusted me to explain some matters to you!"

"The first matter is that the Sword Dao selection will be held ten days from now!"

At once, everyone began murmuring. They all knew that the Sword Dao selection was usually held three days later. Why was it being dragged out so long this time?

The Sword Immortal said, "I know everyone’s doubts. In truth, holding it ten days later is something we several fellow disciples discussed and decided together!"

"These ten days are to give everyone a fair chance to interact, and also ten days for you to rest and adjust."

"Otherwise, when the rankings come out, a few people will be unconvinced!"

Once those words landed, no one in the entire venue dared speak.

Therefore, the Sword Immortal said, "That is the first matter. But I hope that within these ten days, there will be no bloodshed here!"

"You are all Sword Dao Practitioners; contention is inevitable. But mutual slaughter is not permitted. Whoever dares break the rules will be expelled from the Sword Dao selection."

After these words, everyone whispered among themselves in low voices, but no one dared question what the Sword Immortal had said.

Here, the Sword Immortal held absolute authority.