There was indeed such a rule when Zongbi was officially established. However, for thousands of years, no one had ever wanted to single-handedly sweep across the same level of sects, so this rule was rarely implemented.
"There is indeed such a rule!" the old man whispered. He had guessed Ye Shaohan's next move before.
There was a gasp in vain all around, and confusion immediately broke out. Apparently, those people also thought of this rule that had never been implemented.
Ye Shaohan turned around, his eyes slightly lowered, and his gaze fell on the sect steps below where the Burui sect was located, and he said lightly: "Then I want to challenge all the sect leaders of the Burui sect!"
Although Ye Shaohan's voice was dull, it clearly reached the ears of everyone present.
Ye Shaohan's words merged into the roaring cold wind, which swept across the sky and blew everyone's martial robes.
In an instant, the surroundings fell silent, especially the Burui Sect, which fell into a deathly silence.
"So, now is the time to implement this rule, and the Zongbi competition will be postponed, right?" Ye Shaohan turned around and looked at the old man above with an indifferent expression.
After hearing this, the old man raised his head and looked at the three hall masters. Among the three hall masters, only the master of the Martial Temple nodded slightly, and the other two hall masters did not react.
"If you implement that rule, then the ratio of sect leaders among unconventional sects will be delayed for a while!" the old man said calmly.
"Once the rules are set, someone must enforce them!" Ye Shaohan said calmly, turned around, looked around, and landed on the unconventional sect below, "Then, who will be the first?"
The surroundings fell into deathly silence again, and there was no movement below.
The scene where Ye Shaohan appeared earlier had shocked everyone present, and the scene where Ye Shaohan forced the master of the Bingning Pavilion back with one finger had already intimidated all the unconventional sect masters present.
The scene of Ye Shaohan killing the Yunhua Sect and others undoubtedly made the leaders of the less popular sects feel afraid. The fear coming from the depths of their hearts cannot be erased.
The ruthless tactics prevented them from taking the stage. Because of this, the surroundings fell into a dead silence.
Shenzong is an unpopular sect, and the leader of Shenzong is Evian. Although Evian is a young man, although he looks young, his real age is already over sixty years old.
Shenzong is also a very famous sect in Bujuliu Sect, and Evian is even more famous as a strong man, having killed dozens of Lingzong realm warriors with his peak cultivation of the fake Lingzun.
Looking at the figure in white clothes like snow in the void, Evian sighed slightly, no one in the Burui Sect could be that person's opponent, not even him.
Suddenly, Evian noticed the eyes of his disciples, which were filled with fear.
Evian's figure suddenly shook. What a warrior needs is a fearless heart. If he stops just because of fear, then his path to the Spiritual Emperor will not go too far.
Evian's eyes fell on the Sword God Sect and the five Wuling people. Evian knew that compared to the disciples of the Sword God Sect, his disciples of the Shen Sect lacked a fearless heart.
This fearless heart is not only lacking in the disciples, but also in him. The fighting spirit emerges in Evian's eyes in vain, and Evian's state of mind that has been like stagnant water for decades also has a slight ripple.
"Fearless heart, in terms of sword skills, the master can teach you very little, but on the Spirit Emperor, the master still has to teach you a lesson!"
"The most important thing for a warrior is to have a fearless heart!" Under the stunned eyes of his disciples, Evian stood up in vain, filled with fighting spirit.
Raising his head, Evian no longer had any fear in his eyes. He looked at Ye Shaohan and said calmly: "Shenzong Evian!"
"A dull voice resounded, breaking the dead silence of the scene.
The sharp sound of breaking wind suddenly sounded. Evian took a step forward without any hesitation. In the surprised eyes of the surrounding people, Evian's figure appeared on the platform.
"Shen Zong Evian!" Many people recognized Evian, but they did not expect that Evian would be the first to stand up.
With every step he took, Evian's fighting spirit became stronger. When Evian stood in front of Ye Shaohan, the martial robes all over his body made a loud noise.
"Shenzong Evian, please enlighten me!" Evian said lightly, endless fighting spirit burst out in his eyes, and a terrifying momentum suddenly erupted.
The aura of the fake spiritual master completely exploded, forming an aura that swept across the entire place, dragging the flying snow all over the sky.
"A warrior needs a fearless heart!" Evian chuckled, holding the long sword behind his back, and the sword energy came out in vain.
"So, here I come!" The fighting spirit filled the air. When Evian held the long sword, his whole body was like an unsheathed sword.
"Fearless heart!" Ye Shaohan chuckled, his eyes slightly condensed, and said calmly: "Shenzong Evian, I remember it!"
Hearing this, Evian had a strange feeling, and an inexplicable feeling of pride spread in his heart, as if it was a great honor to be remembered by the young man in front of him.
The sword energy filled the air, transforming into several roaring giant dragons. The shadows of the giant dragons flew around Evian, tearing the void apart, and the turbulence of the void poured out crazily.
The sword intent was integrated into it, and the giant dragon even let out a roar.
The sword intent condensed, and the momentum gradually reached its peak. Under the gaze of countless eyes, Evian took a step forward and swung the sword out.
A sword moved the sky, and several phantoms of dragons writhed in it and merged into the sword.
The sword intent was condensed, and Evian's sword tore through the sky, breaking through the void and passing through the turbulent flow of space. In just a moment, its bright sword light appeared in front of Ye Shaohan's eyes in just a few breaths.
A very strong sword! The strongest sword in the Fake Spirit Realm! At least in Evian's opinion, this sword is his strongest sword.
Facing this sword, half of the people present wanted to temporarily avoid its edge.
Faced with this sword, the Spirit Master Realm warrior was a little wary, but Ye Shaohan chuckled when faced with the blazing sword light.
Ye Shaohan took a step forward and pointed his right hands together as swords. In the astonished eyes of everyone, Ye Shaohan's right finger flicked down lightly, and this finger suddenly landed on the bright sword light.
There is still no sword intention, no rules, and no magical powers. Instead, this most direct finger is just a finger integrated with physical power.
This finger seemed to be integrated into the power of thunder, and the power in it was enough to destroy everything. Its roar echoed wildly around. Ye Shaohan's finger broke through the sharp sword energy, shattered the condensed sword intent, and the point fell on
above the tip of the sword.
The tip of the sword emerged, with the sword finger on one side and the sword tip on the other! The collision of flesh and sword, and in an instant, the explosion of metal clashing was loud and wildly echoing around.
Bang bang! The roar resounded throughout the world, and the sword in Evian's hand collapsed instantly, turning into fragments and scattering. Its terrifying force followed the broken sword body and exploded on Evian's body.
The force exploded, which was enough to destroy the world and made Evian lose consciousness all over his body.
Bang bang! Evian's whole body was shaken, and he fell backwards like a kite with a broken string. Blood seeped out and dyed Evian's right arm red.
The scarlet liquid dyed the ground red, and Evian took several steps backwards. Every time he took a step back, a scarlet blood mark appeared on the snow.
With white clothes flying and black hair surging, this scene formed a strong contrast! Ye Shaohan took a step forward, followed closely behind Evian, still raised his finger, and still printed it in the most direct and profound way.
One blow.
This finger with no sword intent, no rules, and no magical powers was deeply imprinted in the depths of everyone's minds, and could not be erased or dispelled.
In Evian's astonished eyes, the shadow of the finger continued to enlarge, until finally, Evian closed his eyes in despair, "It turns out that the gap between you and me is so big!"
"A warrior not only needs a fearless heart, but also a persistence that will not give up until the end of the world!" A plain voice hovered next to Evian's ears.
The cold wind blew against Evian's face, the snow fell, and the cold feeling spread throughout Evian's body.
Evian opened his eyes, and what he saw was the young face. The sword energy in the sky had dissipated at some point. Evian knew that at the last moment, the young man stopped.
"You lost!" Ye Shaohan said calmly, the snow was still falling, but the snow was getting heavier and heavier, covering up the falling sunshine.
"I lost!" Evian sighed slightly, covering his right arm that seemed to be unconscious, and walked towards the Zongjie staggeringly.
"Although I lost, I at least taught my disciples a lesson. Warriors need a fearless heart!" After taking a few steps, Evian chuckled in vain: "At the same time, a persistent heart is needed!"
Looking at the figure gradually dissipating in the wind and snow, most people stood up one after another, looking at Ye Shaohan who was wearing white clothes, with deep awe in their eyes.
Even the second-rate sect leaders and first-rate sect elders all looked horrified. They could not defeat a fake spiritual master realm warrior with only physical strength.
The surroundings fell into a dead silence. Ye Shaohan looked indifferent. The previous finger was just a casual finger to him, but that finger was enough to obliterate warriors below the spiritual master level.
After four baptisms of sword intent and one baptism of spiritual energy from heaven and earth, Ye Shaohan's body has become increasingly abnormal.
Among the people present, only those Spirit Emperor realm warriors who have been baptized by the spiritual energy of heaven and earth many times can compare, but there are very few such people.
"Who is next?" Turning around, Ye Shaohan looked at the unworthy sect leaders below with an indifferent expression.
The unpopular sect leader cannot arouse Ye Shaohan's interest, but some things need to be done.
For a moment, a strange atmosphere filled the entire place. They were able to defeat the fake spiritual masters with just their physical strength. The fear of Ye Shaohan among these unscrupulous sect masters had penetrated deep into their bones.
"Xu Ziling of Cihang Jiange!" "Hua Shaoping of Hua Palace!" "Huashan Mountains!" "Excellence of Tianmen!"
Four shouts resounded in vain from the four corners, and immediately, four quite powerful auras exploded, and four shocking sword intents shot into the sky, breaking through the clouds in the sky.