A breathtaking battle unfolded before the eyes of two small children.
"Release that ice rose, or you'll carry the burden of your own memories, demon! Besides, why would a despicable creature like you defile our Ice Region?" The grey-white-robed man's voice was cold and sharp.
His aura refreshed the surroundings, creating a chilling snowfall. His hand was outstretched, holding a long sword that constantly emitted icy vapor.
"Hehe, so you're Suma Chen, an Elven noble. Don't be so arrogant. I see this plant, lying here uselessly like a field of ice roses. There's nothing wrong with me picking a few for medicinal purposes."
"You have no sense of honor. Fine, I will compensate you accordingly."
"We desperately need this ice flower to treat someone important in the Western Region," replied the black figure in a low tone, almost a whisper. Faintly visible behind the black smoke, a masked face with horns on its head flashed a mocking smile at the man in grey.
"Duang Anming of the demon race from the West, I knew it was you, you lowly creature. Your cultivation is only at the low-ranked Great Spirit Realm, and you dare to boast? Will you test my skills? I'll give you one last chance: remove the ice rose and leave the Northern Region!"
"Are you so foolish that you don't know this region is off-limits to a demon race like yourself?" The cold voice echoed, as if from a distant past. "Hahaha... right, you Elves are truly arrogant. But what can you be proud of? Only telekinesis and high mental energy. Without those, you are nothing in the path of the sword dao." The mockery came again from the black figure.
"In that case, I won't hesitate." The grey-robed man's mouth began to chant a sword incantation, his hand pointing upwards while holding his sword.
"Hehe, think again, do you believe you're the only one with great abilities? Let's settle this with strength. I just finished cultivating the Blood Skull Claw Technique. My hands are itching to feel this new ability. You seem like a perfect test subject," said Duan Anming, the black figure, wearing black iron gloves on both hands.
Between each of the gloves, three pairs of short swords appeared, flashing with a red aura. A fishy smell wafted from the direction of the short swords. Although black, the gloves were covered in magical and complicated symbols.
The Blood Skull Claw Technique was an extremely dark sword cultivation technique, considered heretical. To master it, a cultivator had to drive their sword into the skull of a living being, human or elf, and absorb the blood into their dantian.
When the Blood Skull Claw Technique was unleashed, the enemy's blood would churn, and they would feel dizzy as their blood seemed to be sucked out, devoured by the Blood Skull Claw swords.
Meanwhile, from their hiding place, the two small children were discussing with curiosity.
"That black figure is about to use a technique of the Demon Race from the West. Rumor has it that the Perverted Technique is Earth grade, Trenta rank. My grandfather once told me about the Demon Race in the western region; they are one of the superior races in the Dao of the sword. They belong to the five Sword King races on this vast Silver Continent."
"They cultivate using the blood element. Therefore, all their knowledge and techniques have a Dark element, as they involve the blood element," Yi Zan explained, his breath quickening with excitement to witness this high-level battle, despite feeling a shiver.
The teenage boy was very curious and kept asking questions. "If the black-robed man represents the Western Region, which uses the blood element for the Dao of the sword, then what does the cold and expressionless grey-robed man represent?" Yuan Fen asked in a timid whisper to Yi Zan.
Yuan Fen had guessed that the grey-robed man named Suma Chen must represent the Elf race, mastering the Ice element sword Dao. This was because an aura of icy Qi and ice beads constantly appeared from the tip of the grey-robed man's long sword.
"I'll try to explain as much as I know. This is the knowledge my grandfather gave me when I asked about the supreme sword masters of the Silver Continent. Sometimes my grandfather's answers are less than satisfactory, but this is roughly how it goes," Yi Zan whispered, holding his breath so they wouldn't be detected by the two Great Spirit Realm Experts.
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The little girl, Yi Zan, narrated smoothly, as if she were part of the story herself.
"On this Silver Continent, about a thousand years ago, there were five Sword Kings representing the North, South, West, East, and central plains regions, respectively. The distance between one region and another was very long. If traveling normally, it would take six months or even a year to cross between regions."
"You can imagine how vast the Silver Continent is and the distance between regions," Yi Zan said, looking at the two figures in the distance who were preparing for battle.
"The Northern Region is ruled by the Elf race, who cultivate the Dao of the sword using the Ice element. This aligns with the conditions of the Northern Region, which is often covered in snow."
"That said, a Sword King of the Elven race is recognized and revered as the Sword King representing the Northern Region. His ability in his sword Dao as an Elf is to use the ice element."
Yi Zan sighed; he was too passionate in telling these fantastic stories. "Moreover, he is also a master of symbols, and no one has matched him in these thousand years. This is because the Elven race has an innate talent in mental energy and a very great telekinesis ability."
"In battle, the Sword King not only relies on his powerful cultivation techniques but also uses illusions to trap his enemies and then defeat them. With the ability to form such illusions, he easily gains the advantage in battle."
The boy named Yuan Fen seemed to be holding his breath. He was eagerly anticipating the heroic story of the rulers of the four cardinal directions and the center.
"Will the Sword King of the North win that competition?" Yuan Fen asked expectantly.
Continued