Ling Tian Sword God

The names on the Green History Wall changed rapidly. Finally, Ling Yin’s name, radiating with a brilliant light, magnified enormously on the wall and settled at the last spot in the top ten.

Tenth place!

Everyone held their breath.

Just now, Ye Ming had managed to make his mark, but he was only in ninety-eighth place, barely securing a spot. Compared to tenth place, it was a world of difference.

The issue was that she was a girl who looked only about sixteen or seventeen. It was her first time leaving her name, so she had many more opportunities to improve her rank in the future; it was only a matter of time.

Ye Ming, Yuwen Jie, and Dong Yaotian looked even more displeased. They had initially mocked Ling Yin, but now it seemed they had been blind.

Tenth place held significant meaning. It meant that Ling Yin was on the same level as the top talents of the Nine Great Families. This was no longer the realm of a top-tier genius, but that of a peerless genius.

Ling Yin’s position settled at tenth place, so Tang Haotian, who was originally tenth, moved down one spot to eleventh.

As for Ye Ming, the ”Dragon Slayer Sword,” who had just made his mark, his position moved to ninety-ninth, nearly falling out of the rankings.

”Well done.”

Ling Chen smiled at Ling Yin and nodded. This ranking was acceptable; not too good, but not too bad either.

Ling Yin was slightly unsatisfied, but she had no plans to try again. ”Alright, let it be,” she said. ”Brother Ling Chen, you must make it into the top three.”

”The top three? That’s a bit difficult. I might have a chance for the top five.” Ling Chen’s eyes shone with determination. He was the type of person who, once he committed to something, would strive for the absolute best.

”What? Top three?”

Ye Ming and the others held their breath once more. Is he joking? The top five are the most outstanding individuals of the past five hundred years! Apart from the Taibai Sword Immortal and Empress Yunyao, the remaining three are all extraordinarily talented young people in the world today. This young man is obviously not among them, they thought.

One of them got tenth place, and now this one is boasting he’ll make the top five. Do they think the Green History Wall is their family’s property?

They thought Ling Yin getting into the top ten was already extremely lucky. Now Ling Chen was making the outrageous claim that he could enter the top five. They found this utterly preposterous and absolutely refused to believe it.

「At this moment, in the World of Will within the Green History Wall.」

It was an expansive bamboo forest. In a clearing in the middle, a vague silhouette was forming. The figure became clearer, its facial features and clothes taking shape. It was Ling Chen, clad in a white robe, appearing indifferent and numb, seemingly without any consciousness.

Suddenly, Ling Chen’s numb eyes moved, a spark of awareness igniting within them.

The Will Projection has no consciousness; it has to be controlled by the main body, Ling Chen realized. There are varying levels of Will Projections, and this is evidently the most basic one. The Will Projections of figures like the Human Emperor and the Taibai Sword Immortal are on another level entirely. They are equivalent to having an independent consciousness bestowed by the main body—the highest level of Will Projection, akin to a true avatar that doesn’t require control from the main body.

BUZZ!

A hundred meters in front of Ling Chen, a figure appeared, dressed in the same clothes as him. It was a Swordsman with Cultivation and will comparable to Ling Chen’s, its face indistinct.

”Sword, come forth!”

Ling Chen stretched out his hand, and with a flash of gathering light, a sword appeared.

”Another one!”

Ling Chen saw another Treasure Sword condense at his waist.

WHIZ!

The indistinct Swordsman opposite him lunged. It attacked viciously, its sword light sharp as a crescent moon, sweeping across the sky.

Ling Chen’s body flickered. He transformed into a streak of sword light, darting past the opponent’s attack. His Long Sword flashed from its sheath, then vanished in an instant.

THUD!

An indistinct head flew into the air. The blurry Swordsman slid along the ground and gradually faded into nothingness.

Where the sword passed, a head flew.

Ling Chen silently assessed the combat prowess of the Swordsman he had just faced. The first stage isn’t difficult. The strength of this Will Entity is comparable to mine, but its tactics are too predictable, lacking any unique characteristics. It’s as if the sequence of moves was preset, and it just follows that order, unable to adapt or react to the situation.

BUZZ! BUZZ!

After about three breaths’ time, two more Swordsmen appeared where the first had been. Their faces were blurred, but their fierce gazes shot out like beams of light, locking onto Ling Chen.

Once locked on, they launched a fierce, relentless assault.

”Kill!”

Ling Chen charged forward without retreating or evading.

THUD! THUD!

The three figures flashed past each other.

In the next moment, two heads shot up into the sky, bloodless.

「Meanwhile, Shen Qianlang also entered the World of Will within the Green History Wall.」

The pressure is increasing! Shen Qianlang thought, battling amidst a crowd in his own solitary World of Will. He was surrounded by sixteen assailants. All sixteen possessed Cultivation and will comparable to his, and the power of their killing techniques was no weaker than his own. Although their combat techniques were monotonous and lacked Spiritual Qi, their sheer numbers—sixteen to one—created unimaginable pressure.

BANG!

His Long Sword lashed out in a counterattack, and Shen Qianlang shattered the heads of three opponents in succession. However, he took a punch from behind. His figure staggered, and he narrowly slipped through a gap between two enemies in front of him.

”Thousand Miles of Waves!”

He suddenly turned and unleashed his trump card.

Sword qi surged out like a tidal wave, attempting to fend off the remaining thirteen opponents.

BANG! BANG!

Two figures were crushed by the wave of sword qi, but the remaining assailants managed to cleave through the wave with swift strikes.

PFFT!

Shen Qianlang’s chest was pierced by two large holes, and his Will Projection collapsed instantly.

”What a pity!”

Outside, in the real world, Shen Qianlang opened his eyes.

Although he said that, he was actually very satisfied with this result. This is the best I can do. It’s not easy to leave one’s name on the Green History Wall, he thought.

Ling Chen still hasn’t come out yet! Shen Qianlang thought, looking towards Ling Chen in another testing circle.

「In the world of the Ten Thousand Years Green History Wall.」

Sword light crisscrossed like a spiderweb, covering a space hundreds of feet wide. The entire bamboo forest was riddled with holes. This sword light emanated from both the Will Entities and Ling Chen. The fierce Sword Intent seemed to penetrate the spiritual world, soaring into the sky. This world was suffused with a chilling sword qi.

”Kill!”

Ling Chen elevated his Swordsmanship to new heights. Sometimes he wielded a single sword; at other times, he used two. In a flash, no one could tell how many strikes he had delivered. As his figure flickered, Will Entity after Will Entity fell. Over twenty formidable Will Entities remained, their sword qi terrifyingly sharp.

This was the sixth stage!

Ling Chen had charged to the sixth stage in one go, now facing thirty-two Will Entities.

Facing thirty-two Will Entities, Ling Chen was not relaxed, but he remained uninjured. To navigate the sixth stage unscathed demonstrated truly outstanding talent; he could at least rank in the top twenty. Remember, Ye Ming, the ”Dragon Slayer Sword,” had been instantly killed by a single Will Entity without even a chance to fight back.