Immortal

9. Comprehending the Falling Sky

At this moment, the wind started to blow outside the tent, making a whistling sound as the streaked inside. The tents began to sway under the strong wind

A dazzling silvery blade light suddenly shot up into the sky, illuminating the top of the dragon mountain.

Inside the tent, Lachlan, ​​who had been standing still, suddenly moved. He shook his body and slashed out three times in one breath, with the blade light soaring into the sky. A protruding stone on the ground was instantly shattered. 

The fierce and explosive blade force emanated, like a strong wind on a glacier, rolling up thousands of piles of snow; it was also like a scene of the wind blowing mildly and leaves falling in the late autumn season.

Three consecutive moves.

Lachlan was excited, and he connected the previous and next moves in the sword manual together, performing a three-strike combo with devastating power. His eyes sparkled with dark light as he slashed out three more times, bursting out with fiercer and more explosive sword energy. 

Three consecutive sword strikes, each one faster than the last, like the tide of the sea raising three water waves.

In the surrounding tents, no one noticed the abnormality in Lachlan's tent. All the martial arts masters who had been excited for most of the night were either finally tired and slept soundly, or immersed in their own meditations to further develop their own unique skills.  

Whereas, on a hillside a thousand meters away from the top of the mountain, the four grandmasters of the immortal sect woke up at the same time, and opened their eyes at the same time. 

Zander, the grandmaster of the Celestial Sword Sect, also known as the Immortal Sword Sect, with a big straw hat on his head, reacted even more strongly, and his eyes emitted a bright light in the dark like two sharp daggers. "Hmm, The Falling Sky, someone actually discovered the secret of the sword manual and figured out this move so quickly? That's nothing but a great talent!"

The grandmaster stood up, followed the weak induction of the energy and stepped out of his tenth. In one step he was ten meters away. Unfortunately, when he reached the top of the mountain, the energy induction was suddenly interrupted.

Inside the tent, Lachlan stopped, put the tattered-looking hatchet back on his back, stopped practicing his moves, and instead sat cross-legged on the ground, calming down to further comprehend the thin sword manual.

After practicing the Nine Revolutions of Life for the past few years, the power of any sword moves in his hands would increase dramatically. So after some practice, he was sure that this seemingly ordinary sword manual was profoundly deep, and that the simple and ordinary moves contained mysteries that were difficult for ordinary people to comprehend.

"Could it be that in this public trial, a genius who is good at using a sword has really emerged?" Zander murmured to himself, looked at the many tents that were silent in the night, sighed softly, turned around and left, secretly lamenting that he was a step too late.

Elite disciples could be acquired through public selection or internal training, but an outstanding genius was someone that could only be encountered by chance. Whether it was the Divine Fire, the Heavenly Palace, the Hades Temple or the Celestial Sword Sect, they were all eager for such people. 

Even the Dreadgods Sect was looking for such a talent day after day and year after year. 

Before coming to the dragon mountain this time around, the council of grand-elders had implored him that once he found any outstanding genius, he must grab it before the other three major sects at all costs.

Without a sound, Zander returned to the small hill far from the top of the mountain, coming and going like the wind. On the top of the mountain, many martial arts masters who used to boast of dominating the area did not feel anything.

"Hey, Zander, you're back so soon?" Hachar, the grandmaster of the Divine Fire Sect, asked without any smile. He saw Zander's face was a little sad, so he knew that he didn't find the person.  "You didn't find the source, did you?"

Externally, the four hidden immortal sects worked together and secretly thwarted the conspiracy of the masters of the Dreadgods Sect countless times; internally, the competition and struggle between the four hidden immortal sects never stopped. 

If Zander found a genius first, Hachar would feel bad. He would not be able to explain to the Supreme head of the Divine Fire Sect when he returned. He wanted to suppress the Celestial Sword Sect all the time.

"No, Hachar, I didn't find it. And with the way things are going, I'm sure that after several rounds of assessments, there won't be any ordinary disciples, let alone geniuses, who meets the requirements of your sect." Zander retorted with a frown on his face.

"You may be right, Zander. Anyway, that boy called Lachlan is pretty good, isn't he?" Halia, the grandmaster of the Heavenly Palace, suddenly reminded him. Her face was covered with a veil so her features couldn't be seen clearly, but she had a graceful figure and was a head taller than an ordinary man. 

Celestial Sword Sect had always been at odds with the Divine Fire Sect, but had a good relationship with Heavenly Palace, whose archery skills were unparalleled in the world. The disciples of the sect had always looked after each other when they were outside.

Lachlan? Zander's eyes lit up, and the scene of Lachlan pressing his hands on the crystal ball suddenly flashed in his mind. 

Among the more than eight hundred trial participants this time, Lachlan's powerbase was not the highest, only at the first level of the innate realm, but his potential was undoubtedly the highest, and he was only fifteen years old.

"Oh, yes, Zander. The boy really looks like a great genius, the best among them. With his swordsmanship, your Celestial Sword Sect must have no problems facing the Dreadgods again." Hachar sneered and spoke in a sarcastic tone.

Zander looked at Hachar, feeling angry and wanting to refute but not knowing what to say. 

Among the martial arts masters participating in this trial, Lachlan is undoubtedly the most eye-catching one with amazing potential, but compared to the four hidden immortal sects, he was far from being a big deal. 

There were many disciples of the four immortal sects who have broken through to the innate realm at the age of seven or eight. Although Lachlan was eye-catching, he was still far from being a generational genius. How he would be judged depended on the next trial.

Marita was silent and didn't say anything else. A genius is hard to come by, and she knew in her heart that what Lachlan showed was far from enough, and it was just a reminder.