Chapter 762: Brothers Turning Against Each Other

Longevity Continent.

Eastern Profound Domain.

At the summit of Heavenly Candle Peak of the Ten Thousand Swords Dao Sect, the sea of clouds surged in waves.

As dawn broke, many dazzling young cultivators had already gathered here, waiting for the start of the Eastern Profound Sect Grand Competition.

"The Ten Thousand Beasts Heavenly Gate has arrived!"

Following a sound like rolling, muffled thunder that swept across the area, nine terrifying fierce beasts pulling an ancient chariot instantly crushed the clouds!

As the runner-up of the previous session, the arrival of the Ten Thousand Beasts Heavenly Gate immediately caused many people's expressions to turn grave.

The leading disciple of the Ten Thousand Beasts Heavenly Gate was draped in animal skins, his figure majestic, with a pitch-black crow standing on his shoulder.

That crow possessed a pair of golden pupils, and those who were stared at by the crow instantly felt a layer of goosebumps emerge on their bodies.

"That guy seems to be Gu Tianshou, born with the Beast King Bone; just the aura he radiates is enough to make demonic beasts automatically submit to him!"

"What is that crow on his shoulder?"

"Crow, my foot! That is a Profound Underworld Owl; when it turns ferocious, it can bite the head off a Soaring Realm cultivator in one gulp!"

Numerous cultivators discussed among themselves, their eyes filled with apprehension.

Looking across the Eastern Profound Domain, there should only be one person who dares to say they can steadily defeat Gu Tianshou of the Ten Thousand Beasts Heavenly Gate, right?

The crowd's gazes involuntarily turned toward the main seat of Heavenly Candle Peak, where five hundred green-robed sword cultivators stood with their hands behind their backs, all of them disciples of the Ten Thousand Swords Dao Sect.

Standing at the very front was a white-haired youth with a somewhat melancholic temperament; flowing sword patterns could be vaguely seen on his skin.

The Ten Thousand Swords Dao Sect, the number one person in five hundred years!

Su Lingjun!

Su Lingjun's history is very easy to summarize; a mere eight characters are enough.

Since beginning his cultivation, he has never known defeat!

This is a figure who truly stands at the peak of the new generation; even Gu Tianshou, born with the Beast King Bone, has to bow his head before Su Lingjun.

"Hmph, dyeing his hair white, what kind of melancholic Sword God is he pretending to be!"

Gu Tianshou snorted in disdain; although he had clashed with Su Lingjun several times and never won, he simply refused to submit to Su Lingjun.

After all, every time, Su Lingjun would bypass the fierce beasts under his command and directly attack him personally with his sword.

Although there was nothing wrong with this fighting style, Gu Tianshou just refused to accept it.

"The Sword Suppressing Pavilion has arrived!"

Another voice rang out, and countless flying swords pierced the sky, sweeping across.

As a fellow sword cultivation sect, the Sword Suppressing Pavilion was much weaker than the Ten Thousand Swords Dao Sect, but looking at the entire Eastern Profound Domain, it should have no problem ranking in the top twenty.

Leading them was none other than the chief disciple of the Sword Suppressing Pavilion, Mo Ran; he carried a long sword on his back, and before the blade had even left its sheath, it caused all the swords present to emit a humming sound!

"What terrifying sword cultivation; for this Mo Ran to be able to cause all swords to resonate the moment he appears, I fear he has already reached the realm of Man and Sword as One, right?"

"Some time ago, he swept through ninety-nine percent of the evil cultivators in the Withered Bone Wasteland with a single sword; seven Soaring Realm evil cultivators all died by his blade. This strength is too terrifying!"

"This Mo Ran might become the biggest dark horse of this Eastern Profound Sect Grand Competition!"

Everyone stared intently at the tall and straight Mo Ran; the matter of him slaying evil cultivators in the Withered Bone Wasteland some time ago undoubtedly made this chief disciple of the Sword Suppressing Pavilion famous.

After all, it was common knowledge that evil cultivators gathered in that place, the Withered Bone Wasteland; usually, righteous disciples did not dare to set foot in that area.

Listening to the crowd's compliments, Mo Ran stood with his hands behind his back, the corners of his mouth slowly curling up, his eyes looking down with disdain.

Although he knew the business in the Withered Bone Wasteland wasn't done by him, there was no reason to refuse such fame that fell into his lap.

Once he, Mo Ran, soared to the sky in the Eastern Profound Sect Grand Competition and became famous in one battle, who would still doubt that he had falsely claimed the reputation?

"The Heavenly Net Palace has arrived!"

"The Green Lotus Sacred Ground has arrived!"

"The Immortal Cloud Sect has arrived!"

The named sect forces of the Eastern Profound Domain began to appear one after another; at first, everyone was harmonious, but when the next sect arrived, the scene suddenly fell silent, to the point where a falling needle could be heard.

"The Joyous Union Sect has arrived!"

A look of astonishment appeared on the faces of many cultivators.

The Joyous Union Sect? Are they serious?

"How did the Joyous Union Sect show up? A sect that has half a foot stepped into the demonic path dares to come and participate in the Eastern Profound Sect Grand Competition?"

"I think the Joyous Union Sect is truly tired of living; although the Eastern Profound Sect Grand Competition generally doesn't involve taking lives, there's no need to be polite when facing such a demonic sect!"

"No matter, just like before, whoever runs into the Joyous Union Sect inside, just surround and attack them; slaying demons and eliminating evil is the duty of us righteous people!"

Amidst the criticism of the crowd, the Palace Master of Joyousness and Pei Jiuye brought the members of the Joyous Union Sect and arrived at the Ten Thousand Swords Dao Sect on a flying boat.

The Palace Master of Joyousness was wrapped in only a layer of thin gauze, with a golden bell tied above her snow-white ankle; every step she took emitted a tinkling sound, as if it were teasing the hearts of everyone present.

Many young righteous disciples were instantly mesmerized, and pink luster began to appear in their eyes.

"Wake up at once!"

An old, explosive shout rang out like a thunderclap, which finally caused those disciples to wake up completely.

Realizing how uncomposed they had been, those disciples couldn't help but blush with shame.

"It's okay, if you like to look, then look a few more times; I don't mind, oh~"

The voice of the Palace Master of Joyousness was as bewitching as a demon; just hearing her voice made many cultivators gulp wildly.

"Hmph! If you, this demoness of the Joyous Union Sect, dare to bewitch the masses again, then don't blame me for cutting you down with one sword first!"

Jun Chuanxiong, who hated evil as if it were his enemy, gave a cold shout and glared at the Palace Master of Joyousness; the ancient sword on his back automatically unsheathed two inches, and sharp sword Qi immediately raged out!

"Yo, is it my fault that my charm is too great~ I didn't use any seduction techniques~"

The Palace Master of Joyousness covered her mouth and giggled; her seduction arts had long since reached the realm of perfection.

Even without using seduction techniques, that level of temptation was not something ordinary cultivators could resist.

Jun Chuanxiong's sword-like eyebrows furrowed, and he was about to speak to reprimand her.

But the next second, he suddenly froze in place, his eyes widening, filled with shock.

Jun Chuanxiong first looked at Ye Lin behind the Palace Master of Joyousness, then looked at Ye Lin behind himself.

Looking at these two identical faces, Jun Chuanxiong was dumbfounded.

"What is going on? Ye Lin, why is there someone in the Joyous Union Sect who looks exactly like you?"

With Jun Chuanxiong's reminder, everyone present also noticed this anomaly.

In the teams of the Joyous Union Sect and the Immortal Cloud Sect, there were actually two people who looked the same!

The faces of the crowd were also filled with confusion.

Just then, the two Ye Lins took the initiative to walk out of their teams, facing each other.

"Ye Lin, my foolish younger brother, I didn't expect to see you again so soon; how far has your Forbidden Spirit Root helped you cultivate now?"

The Joyous Union Sect's Ye Lin smiled with great disdain, not taking the person in front of him seriously at all.

The Immortal Cloud Sect's Ye Lin gritted his teeth, a intense light of hatred erupting in his eyes.

"Ye Xiehong! You damned guy, you are not worthy of being my older brother at all; I think about killing you every single moment!"