Peerless Empress: One Woman, One Sword, Slaying Through Myriad Realms

Those at the seventh level of the Xuanwu realm were the first to be hit, and most of them were blasted away in an instant. Ye Wuxi and the other five were also among the first to be eliminated. However, they were among the top ten outer disciples, and their combat power was much stronger than that of ordinary inner disciples.

"You all can go down now!"

Five Xuanwu level 7 cultivators remained on the battle stage, while dozens of Xuanwu level 8 cultivators joined forces to attack, attempting to blast them off as well.

Faced with the overwhelming attacks, Ye Wuxi remained calm and composed, her clear and cold voice uttering the words.

"Riding the waves with laughter to help the Sichuan boat!"

Countless sword blades swept towards the oncoming crowd, blasting away ten Xuanwu level eight cultivators in just a few breaths.

Duan Hong, Su Lingyi, and the others also unleashed their swords in succession. Dense sword energy swept across the battle platform, and those who tried to blast them off were instead blasted off themselves.

Since they had revealed their secret, no one was eyeing them anymore. Even Qin Wanqiu and the others, who didn't even need to lift a finger, couldn't help but cast their gazes towards them.

However, Ye Wuxi didn't want to waste time watching, so she flashed her feet and swung her sword several times, taking away a large group of Xuanwu level eight people with each sword strike. She didn't recognize any of them, and those who were blasted away could only accept their bad luck.

Soon, only the last two hundred people remained on the battle stage. Ye Wuxi glanced at them and saw that at least seventy or eighty of them were at the ninth level of the Xuanwu realm. There weren't so many originally, so they must have broken through using various methods today. Apart from the five of them, the rest were all at the eighth level of the Xuanwu realm.

"The second round of qualifying matches will select the last 100 players to enter the ranking matches."

"Divided into ten groups, with twenty people in each group, the ten inner disciples are scattered among the ten groups. One point is gained for each win and one point is deducted for each loss. At the end, the ten people with the highest scores in each group will remain."

"Now everyone come forward and draw lots here with the elders to decide who will be grouped."

Ye Wuxi raised an eyebrow. Although each group had to fight each other, the grouping was more based on luck and not very fair. But it didn't matter, because she wouldn't lose no matter how she fought.

Ye Wuxi quickly stepped forward and drew a lot: Group 5, Number 10. The leader of this group was Wei Pingping, the eighth-ranked inner disciple!

A fierce battle quickly broke out on the Ten Directions Battle Platform. Ye Wuxi glanced around and found that the inner disciples' competition was indeed more interesting than that of the outer disciples. All the disciples who remained had comprehended sword intent, but almost all of them only mastered one kind of sword intent. Overall, her advantage in swordsmanship was still very significant.

"Group 5, number one against number ten!"

Ye Wuxi flew onto the battle platform, where his opponent was Wei Pingping, a young man who looked like a big, clumsy fool.

“Junior Sister Ye, my name is Wei Pingping. You can also just call me Pingping. Or, Junior Sister, why don’t you just forfeit your spot?” Wei Pingping said with a smile, showing off her white teeth.

"Pingping, junior sister still wants to get full marks." Ye Wuxi showed an innocent smile. Pingping has a good personality, but she is always a perfect scorer.

"Then I won't stand on ceremony, senior brother!"

Wei Pingping drew his longsword from behind and swiftly unleashed a powerful strike, its heavy, earth-shattering blade amplifying the attack.

Ye Wuxi smiled slightly, activated the power of her water and fire dantian, and swung her sword, easily deflecting the attack. With her current cultivation level, apart from those who had already converted some of their true essence, other Xuanwu level nine cultivators posed no threat to her at all.

Wei Pingping forced a smile that looked more like a grimace. "How strange! Fine, fine, I give up."

This junior sister's cultivation level is low, but her true energy is more powerful than his. How can he fight her? Not to mention that she can mix several sword intents with every casual swing of her sword, making it even more impossible for him to compete.

The strongest player in the fifth group was defeated, and there was no dark horse among the others who was even more unexpected than Ye Wuxi. As a result, Ye Wuxi defeated his opponent in one move and easily got nineteen points.

After finishing his battle, Ye Wuxi watched the matches on the other battle stages. At this moment, Lin Dongxu was fighting on the third battle stage. He was originally ranked only seventieth in the inner sect.

However, Ye Wuxi lost interest after only a couple of glances. The sword moves were mediocre, and the understanding of sword intent was not high. She could kill him with a single slap. But Lin Dongxu was busy all day long and probably didn't spend much time cultivating. So, it was quite remarkable that he still had this kind of strength.

Soon, the rankings of the ten groups were determined. Duan Hong from the third group defeated Huang Congcong, who was originally ranked tenth, and got a perfect score. There were no dark horses in the other groups who could defeat the original top ten of the inner sect.

"Congratulations everyone! You've earned one of the one hundred spots to enter the tomb through your own efforts. Next up is the final ranking battle. In addition to the usual contribution point rewards, the top five will receive special rewards this time."

"Now, those in each group with the same score will fight each other to determine the final ranking!"

"A special reward, I wonder what it is," Ye Wuxi murmured.

"First match: Zhou Banshan vs. Duan Hong!"

"Second group, Wei Pingping vs. Huang Congcong!"

"..."

Ye Wuxi pulled himself out of his thoughts and looked toward the first battle platform, where the two had already started their battle. Zhou Banshan was originally ranked sixth and was famous for his fast swordsmanship.

"Duan Hong's peculiar aura is practically a cheating tool!"

After glancing at it a few times, Ye Wuxi shook his head and looked at the other battle stages. As soon as Duan Hong unleashed his Heavenly Will, Zhou Banshan's fast sword was directly suppressed, and he could not even unleash half of his usual strength.

"First match: Yan Qingwen versus Ye Wuxi!"

Ye Wuxi arrived on the arena and glanced at the disciple who was originally ranked fourth. He had a restrained aura and looked somewhat shy.

"Golden Radiance Shakes the Kill!"

Yan Qingwen's fighting style was clearly inconsistent with his appearance; without any nonsense, he immediately unleashed his ultimate move.

The golden sword light, carrying a sharp aura, tore through the void and attacked Ye Wuxi. The sword's momentum was terrifying and difficult to resist.

"Three layers of sword intent, not bad!"

Each level of sword intent represents a qualitative leap, and Ye Wuxi was not careless. He activated his water and fire dantian and used a sword move that had been re-fused.

"Drunkenly Slaying the Long River, Burning the Heavens with the Sword!"

The three sword intents showed no mercy, and their overwhelming power sent Yan Qingwen flying.

Yan Qingwen staggered to his feet, his eyes filled with horror. Even Qin Wanqiu in the past wouldn't dare say she could defeat him in one move. What kind of swordsmanship was this...?

"Junior Sister Ye truly deserves to break the record! I am no match for her."

Yan Qingwen, who was usually taciturn, spoke helplessly. Everyone in the sect knew about the record-breaking incident, but the top ten inner disciples didn't take it too seriously, since the Battle Power Tower couldn't really reflect the final strength.

"Concession!"

"In the first group, Qin Wanqiu will face Luo Xuefan."

"I concede!" Luo Xuefan declared immediately upon stepping onto the battle stage. Since they shared the same master, she knew his strength better than anyone and knew she was no match for him.

Ye Wuxi secretly regretted it; she wanted to see the strength of these two women...

In each group's matches, the elders were careful not to fight each other consecutively, and each person's first round was completed quickly.

"First match: Ye Wuxi versus Duan Hong!"

The two leaped onto the battle platform at the same time. Ye Wuxi smiled and said, "Brother Duan, do you still want to fight?" Her unspoken question was, "Do you still want to get beaten up?"

"No, I concede!" Duan Hong said without hesitation, and decisively stepped off the stage. He wasn't a monster, so why would he seek out torture and needlessly spit out blood?