The King of the Sword King
Rain in the Cursed Desert (iii)

  The night has not yet come, where the orange glow of the twilight sun is still slightly spreading its color until, reddened in the Western horizon, it looks beautiful in the Cursed Desert.

   The thousand swordsmen, all of whom sat on the backs of flying horses, floated in an orderly buzzing of wings, set against a rainbow - a phenomenon after rain. 

   Everyone who saw them - those mysterious experts, became dumbfounded. Their feelings, all the spectators had never seen such an apparition before. Everyone quietly stood in his place and looked at them respectfully

"The average of their cultivation is in the realm of the Holy Enlightenment Realm!" whispered one of the six-star Sect Masters in awe.

"Even each of them with such high cultivation, if it were true that they were one new sect, I'm sure that their Sect would be the most powerful sect in the continent" replied his friend, amazed but also horrified.

   This sighting was like a miracle, and it happened in the Cursed Desert as a thousand sword-wielding experts riding flying horses graced the skies of the Cursed Desert. There was a sort of gleaming aura emanating from among the group of a thousand practitioners, reflecting his strength and courage. It made everyone who saw it feel helpless, like they were about to faint. 

   A thousand of these experts then marched in glittering sword robes on top of the flying horse beasts, whose tall stature and assortment of colors floated down to cover the orange hue of the sky of the Cursed Desert. 

   All of the swordsmen let out triumphant exclaims, which echoed throughout the region in the wet Desert after the rain.

"Airless Flying Sword Sect !"

"Airless Flying Sword Sect !"

"Airless Flying Sword Sect !".

   Everyone in the Cursed Desert was goosebumps, hearing cheers dodging the Flying Sword Sect. But it is not the words of the cry that make everyone shiver. But the strange tone and energy tucked in yel-yel, which sounded rhythmic, like a sedating song, made anyone who heard it feel weak and want to fall to their knees.

"Magic !"

"Power of Souls "

"Demon's tunis !"

   Many people hurriedly set up a cross-legged position, like the lotus position and straightened the chaotic energy within the mind, which was shaken to hear the cries of the thousand swordsmen. 

   From the height of the orange skyline, seen spreading beauty and admiration, back then a thousand practitioners they landed beautifully on the sandy soil of the Cursed Desert, leaving a mist of wonders and closed with wide-eyed gazes of visitors. 

   Now the atmosphere became silent as thousands of swordsmen with their horses had landed in the desert the swordsmen stood upright in a location showing incredible discipline and skill. Millions of spectators were amazed. Hardly anyone dared to speak. 

   Among the millions of spectators who looked at the dazzling appearance of the thousand swordsmen, was the young boy Yong-yong, Wang Qing-qing and Harmony Sword Sect Master Huo Qin who followed were amazed to see the thousands of sword experts who were all sitting in a standby position, upright on his horse.

   Wang Qing-qing broke a silent gaze of admiration among the three people,

"Well, I don't believe in this vision of mine. All my life, I've never seen anything so spectacular as a thousand swordsman ranked Holy Enlightenment Realm like this "

   That young man, Yong-yong chimed in.

"I was also impressed. Who are they all? What is the Flying Sword Sect? They dared to present the thousands of Divine Enlightenment Realm sword experts, this was something extraordinary" he looked far ahead. His mind is like a man glaring.

"At this old age, so many areas have been visited. 

   The North, South, West, East and Central plains of this Continent, but only this time there was one sect that made me completely dumbfounded. This Flying Sword Sect.

   There were over 1000 flying horseman swordsmen at the level of the Holy Enlightenment Realm. I can't speak anymore. I'm sure it wasn't just me alone who dazzled all the spectators on the field" a look of admiration was clearly on Huo Qing's face.

   Meanwhile, it was not just the three people who were busy discussing alone. The average camp in the desert field was noisy in the conversation, discussing the uproar earlier.

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   The twilight then left quickly, as the entire sky began to be engulfed in a cloudless black color. The flickering points of the stars began to appear, dim and timid. The moon, which according to the calculations of the dates will be completely round, has not yet appeared in the skies of the Cursed Desert.

   But at that time the atmosphere began to calm, even though there were millions of people crammed on the edges of the sand, making the boundary line between the battle arena.

   Just then, back crackling sounds rang out in the skies of the Cursed Desert. Because it had previously been startled by the appearance of a thousand martial arts experts on a flying horse.this time like not wanting to miss with the next splashy appearance, all the visitors rushed out of their tents.

   Back, the young boy Yong-yong, Wang Qing and Master Huo Qing looked towards the sky.

   If it was a spectacular sight, but this time it was a mediocre sight. One huge spirit ship, moving from the north, split the sky then stayed still and floated above the Cursed Desert.

"What's the next surprise?" wang Qing-qing asked worriedly. He was anxious because expecting the appearance of the spirit ship was a much more spectacular thing.

   But waiting for so long, more than ten breaths, there was not even a single person who appeared on the deck of the spirit ship.

"What's going on?

   Was this ship carrying that Immortal expert from the Flying Sword Sect? Why hasn't he shown his face yet?" everyone is confused.

Suddenly...

   The oppressive aura felt, condensed urging no less than ten figures drifting lightly from atop that spirit ship.

"Ten SAGE !" a stifled cry came out of the lips of the visitor that night.

"Is this real? encountering one SAGE alone is a very rare thing. But this time there are ten Sages" Master Huo Qing said excitedly.

"An interesting show. SAGE and Immortal! I didn't expect it at all. For so long living in this world, now that I see with my own eyes, there are many high-level experts in this Cursed Desert!. It was not in vain that we came all the way from the East" Huo Qing's eyes glazed over.

   For martial arts experts, it was a golden opportunity to witness the crowd, the exchange of weapons among those demigod-like experts, because in addition to opening insight into the experience and understanding of martial techniques, by seeing the many experts who scatter it, clearly makes visitors more eager to practice improving their abilities.

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