Peerless Battle Spirit Chapter 980 – Thousand Light Saber Monarch

Chapter 980 – Thousand Light Saber Monarch
“It’s opened?” Qin Nan thought as he quickly gazed ahead with his left eye.
He could see ten ten-inch-long golden daggers appearing from the rift and combining together to produce a brilliant glow, which rapidly expanded into a square dojo. In just less than thirty breaths’ time, it had turned into a three thousand zhang long structure.
“Outer disciples, please enter the dojo.” Two old white-haired men stood on either side of the dojo and yelled.
The outer disciples of the Heaven-Saber Sect exited the palaces and headed straight to the dojo, standing toward the back in an orderly fashion. Meanwhile, Qin Nan keenly noticed that they were lining up based on their ranking.
“Inner disciples, please enter, followed by the geniuses from other factions!”
The inner disciples made their way to the dojo.
“Qin Nan, it’s time.” Tang Qingshan’s voice appeared in Qin Nan’s mind, prompting him to fly out of the Saber Art Pavilion. He caught up to Tang Qingshan as they both made their way to the front of the dojo, capturing the attention of the crowd.
“Elders!”
“Hall Leaders!”
“Core disciples!”
The elders and Hall Leaders arrived.
When Qin Nan heard the call for core disciples, he instantly raised his head.
Wen Wu, three young men, and one woman slowly approached the dojo in the air. Even though there were only five of them, their aura completely overwhelmed the crowd’s presence.
The status of core disciples at the Heaven-Saber Sect was second only to the two Saber Monarchs.
“That young man must be the top core disciple of the Heaven-Saber Sect, currently ranked ninth on the Monarch Ranking…” Qin Nan’s eyes were fixed on one of the young men, whose aura was extraordinary. He sensed it to be terrifying and weak at certain times, while sometimes it felt like a mix of different auras, as if there were different people residing within his body.
The young man squinted and glimpsed in Qin Nan’s direction as if he were aware of something, before he withdrew his gaze.
“His name is Dao Qianzhong, the son of the Thousand Light Saber Monarch. It is said that when he was born, three mysterious ancient sabers appeared from a far distance and merged into his body. I once competed against him with my will, a worthy opponent indeed.”
Tang Qingshan transmitted his voice to Qin Nan.
“Three mysterious ancient sabers entered his body when he was born?”
Qin Nan’s eyes were filled with shock. It was his first time hearing something as bizarre as that. Even Tang Qingshan treated him as his rival, indicating his outstanding talent.
“And now…the Saber Monarch!”
The two old white-haired men raised their tone, as if they were trying to unleash all of the passion in their heart.
Whoosh!
An illusionary figure appeared in the sky. As soon as he showed himself, the surroundings suddenly darkened due to his presence, capturing the crowd’s attention.
A faint monarch aura swept the place.
“Greetings, Saber Monarch!”
Everyone brought their fists together and yelled, resulting in a powerful sight.
“So this must be the other Saber Monarch of the Heaven-Saber Sect, the Thousand Light Saber Monarch. It doesn’t seem like his clone, but a stream of his will, how strange…” Qin Nan frowned while glancing at the glowing figure.
“Nine Sabers Ancient Mountain. Normally, it’s opened once every ten years, but it has only been six years since it was last opened. I believe everyone knows that it’s because of the Monarch Horoscope Contest, and many geniuses from the other factions are here too. I hope the disciples of our sect will not disappoint me or the Extraordinary Saber Monarch.” The Thousand Light Saber Monarch spoke with a surprisingly gentle voice.
“We will not let the Saber Monarchs and ourselves down!”
The disciples roared as their eyes burned passionately.
Qin Nan’s eyes squinted. Although the voice seemed to be gentle, it was actually enchanted with a powerful Monarch Art, which was on par with the Undying Martial Monarch’s strength, able to influence the crowd secretly, especially the disciples of the Heaven-Saber Sect.
The Thousand Light Saber Monarch suddenly glanced at Qin Nan.
Qin Nan’s figure became tense, but fortunately the Thousand Light Saber Monarch soon switched his focus.
“The thirteen elders will oversee the Nine Sabers Ancient Mountain. Besides that, if any disciple manages to draw out any of the ancient sabers, they will be given a chance to be my disciple, regardless of their Martial Spirit rank and cultivation level. If my disciple manages to draw any of the ancient sabers, I will reward them greatly!” The Thousand Light Saber Monarch shocked the entire crowd.
As everyone knew, the Thousand Light Saber Monarch was only willing to recruit anyone with a fifth-grade Tian ranked Martial Spirit, who must be a core disciple as well.
Even Cui Lixu was only his probationary disciple.
“What? Regardless of Martial Spirit and cultivation?”
“This is my chance! I will surely rise after becoming the Saber Monarch’s disciple!”
“I learned my way around the Nine Sabers Ancient Mountain in my last attempt. I will surely succeed this time!”
The disciples of the Heaven-Saber Sect became restless.
“Alright, that’s all I have to say, otherwise I would be wasting everyone’s time. I’ll now let the Sect-Protecting Godly Saber activate the Nine Sabers Ancient Mountain.” The Thousand Light Saber Monarch cheerily said as he performed a hand seal, firing a mysterious force into the sky.
“Sect-Protecting Godly Saber?”
Qin Nan immediately raised his head.
BANG!
The giant ancient saber floating in the sky suddenly unleashed a terrifying force, which created a giant hole with a circumference of thirty zhang in the air. The sound of waves could be heard coming from the gap.
“The Sect-Protecting Godly Saber is powerful indeed. The Heaven-Shattering Saber almost showed itself just now.” Qin Nan sensed the urge of his right arm and let out a sigh of relief. If he had not reacted in time, the occasion would have been ruined.
“The core disciples may now enter the Nine Sabers Ancient Mountain.” The elders floated in the sky and declared.
Dao Qianzhong, Wen Wu, and the others dived into the gap.
“Inner disciples.” The tone of the elders changed instantly.
Tang Qingshan and Qin Nan, and the rest of the crowd proceeded toward the hole.
Qin Nan scanned his surroundings as he landed.
They were currently on an island, surrounded by a boundless ocean. Water was the only thing visible as they gazed into the distance.
At the center of the island stood an enormous mountain that towered into the sky.
The mountain was at least eight thousand zhang tall, surrounded by three layers of clouds, which seemingly separated it into three parts. Furthermore, a pitch-black forest could be seen growing on the mountain, with countless sabers sticking into the trees throughout. The forest grew all the way to the top of the mountain, where the remaining eight mysterious ancient sabers were located.
“Mm?”