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Lingtian Sword Sect, this holy place for cultivating immortals that is well-known throughout the world, is as glorious as the dawn, when thousands of golden rays penetrate the clouds and illuminate all directions. Its endless splendor and majesty make every wisp of wind seem to carry the sound of swords and immortal music.

The day of recruiting disciples was unprecedentedly grand, as if all the young talents from all over the world had gathered here.

From the foot of the mountain to the mountain gate, there was a huge crowd of people and it was very lively.

Young boys and girls who want to join the Lingtian Sword Sect have infinite longing and yearning for the way of the sword, and it seems that even the dust in the air is dancing with excitement.

At the mountain gate, the disciple in charge of recruiting disciples this time was dignified and dressed in blue sect uniforms. He said, "No matter who you are today, once you enter this mountain gate, the spirit test array on the gate will test your foundation. If you are not qualified to practice swordsmanship, please do not make a noise and go down the mountain directly. If you are qualified, please do not make a noise and go up the mountain directly to participate in the swordsmanship competition."

As this person finished speaking, the spirit-testing formation suddenly shone brightly, with a faint spiritual energy flowing.

"Now, everyone, please!"

The young boys and girls who wanted to enter Lingtian Sword Sect walked towards the mountain gate in an orderly manner.

Unconsciously, the air was filled with tension and excitement. They were finally about to take the first step on their path to becoming immortals.

Each beam of light emitted by the soul-testing formation seemed to contain countless mysteries of the laws of heaven and earth, accurately scanning each person's body and soul, exploring whether they had a destiny with swordsmanship.

The young boys and girls who walked into the spirit testing formation, some closed their eyes and concentrated, feeling the surge of spiritual power in their bodies, while others clenched their fists, looking forward to the moment that would decide their fate.

Not long after, some people walked up the stone steps of the mountain gate, some returned the same way, some were ecstatic, and some were dejected.

Wen Zihan walked into the spirit testing formation. She clenched the broken sword in her hand. She was determined to enter the Lingtian Sword Sect.

The spiritual energy of the spirit-testing formation suddenly lit up with a ray of light, and the disciple standing by nodded with satisfaction.

"Pass."

Wen Zihan slowly walked up the endless stone steps. She also looked at the disciple Fengjian and glared at him fiercely.

Fengjian looked away guiltily, he was also following his master's orders.

After walking up the stone steps, ten arenas appeared not far away. On each arena, there was a disciple from the Lingtian Sword Sect guarding the arena.

Now, people have already gone up to the ten stages.

At this time, Hua Rong, who was standing aside, spotted Wen Zihan. She walked towards Wen Zihan happily and said happily, "Junior sister, you are back."

Wen Zihan directly placed the broken sword between her and Hua Rong. She pursed her lips and said coldly, "I am not your junior sister. I came here today to take back what belongs to my father."

An unnatural look flashed across Hua Rong's face, but she still said softly, "Okay, then let me see if our Zi Han has made any progress?"

"Don't talk to me like that, I hate you!"

Wen Zihan still remembers how those people ridiculed and bullied her. Now, no matter who they are, they all act hypocritically in front of her.

Wen Zihan glanced at someone who had finished fighting on the stage in front of her, and she flew straight up.

The disciple guarding the ring found out that it was Wen Zihan, and said happily: "Oh, Junior Sister Zihan, you're back, you..."

"Don't call me that!"

Wen Zihan didn't wait for the disciple guarding the ring to finish speaking, she rushed over with the broken sword in hand.

The disciple guarding the ring also gave up the idea of ​​chatting and started fighting with Wen Zihan move by move.

Soon, he discovered that Wen Zihan had a broken sword in his hand, but when Wen Zihan's endless fighting spirit came together, it instantly turned into a normal long sword.