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Jiang Ming withdrew his power.

Only then did Principal Dongfang stand up, trembling, as if turning into wood. The shock on his face grew even thicker, his eyes filled with incredulity.

He pointed at Jiang Ming and shakily said, “You actually, actually managed to suppress me just by relying on the Pocket World Projection. That power was too strong, I could barely resist it. Though it was somewhat unexpected, it was still incredibly powerful. Even if I had burst out, I would not have been a match for you under such suppression.”

Principal Dongfang did not have the intention to continue fighting, as it was meaningless.

Jiang Ming smiled, very satisfied with the result, and said, “Principal, can you introduce me to a 12th Realm predecessor?”

“Of course!” Principal Dongfang immediately replied, “With your strength, you are fully qualified to see any of them.”

“How many are there?” Jiang Ming’s heart was shaken.

As expected, there were more than one peak powerhouse among the humans of Blue Star.

Does this mean there are even more powerhouses in the Warzone of Ten Thousand Tribes?

Indeed, they were all well-hidden.

“There are only two!” Principal Dongfang sighed, “It’s too few. If there were four or five, it would be a real guarantee, and we would be truly invincible.”

Jiang Ming twitched the corners of his mouth.

The two of them walked out.

On the way, Principal Dongfang gave a brief introduction. In addition to Taixuan, who was stationed in Sky Martial City, there was another strong man stationed in the Blue Star Sacred Academy.

It wasn’t Hong Xuanji, but another super-strong man who usually hid his cultivation level, maintaining it just around the Ninth Realm. But it was more than enough.

He had the title of First Sword Emperor in the hidden Saint Academy.

“First Sword Emperor?” Jiang Ming looked puzzled, “Isn’t the title of ‘Emperor’ given to Eleventh Realm?”

“He was in the Eleventh Realm at first, but then he broke through. He has been using this title ever since. His real name is Qin Yun,” explained Principal Dongfang.

Jiang Ming nodded.

He hadn’t heard of this name before.

“If it’s a contest, let’s return to Blue Star,” suggested Principal Dongfang, “With your strength, it’s better to keep it hidden, so when it’s time to make a real move, it will give the enemy a brutal surprise.”

“Alright!”

Jiang Ming was naturally happy to oblige.

He didn’t want to expose himself now.

Through the teleportation array, Jiang Ming returned to the Blue Star Sacred Academy. When he stepped out, he carefully sensed the condition of the Heaven and Earth here.

He felt pressure, no, it was suppression.

Suppression from Heaven and Earth.

It seemed that this vast Heaven and Earth could no longer bear his power.

With a swipe of his hand, a space rift appeared.

“The Warzone of Ten Thousand Tribes is the center of the cosmos. Both the energy of Heaven and Earth and the power of rules are far stronger than in our homeland,” laughed Principal Dongfang, “In this place, you should be more cautious, otherwise, a casual blow could destroy a whole city.”

With a move of his mind, he spotted the target and said, “Come on, let me take you there!”

The two of them turned into a stream of light and in an instant, arrived at the back mountain of the academy. There were waterfalls, clear springs, bamboo forests, and a manor nearby.

There was movement in stillness, and stillness in movement.

At this moment, a young man with a long sword on his back was sitting not far from the waterfall. The roar of the waterfall could not disturb his peaceful heart.

As soon as they landed, Hong Xuanji arrived, puzzled, “Old Bodhi, why did you bring Jiang Ming back? Did something happen again over there?”

“I came back because of a great joyous event. We need to find the First Sword Emperor!” Principal Dongfang smiled, without giving any explanation, and instead walked forward, shouting, “Old Qin, an old friend has come. Hurry up and entertain us, I’ve been longing for your Ziyun Tea for a long time.” “Bodhi!” The First Sword Emperor opened his eyes, and in an instant, a faint Sword Intention quickly converged. He stood up, laughed, and scolded, “You old thing, you just love to drop in uninvited. It’s a turbulent time in Xuanhuang City, why have you come back?”

“Old Hong, I won’t bother introducing you.”

“Eh, this kid is interesting, he has a terrifying aura inside him, giving me a faint sense of crisis.”

“It’s Jiang Ming, isn’t it?”

“He has grown so much in such a short amount of time, truly worthy of being the peerless prodigy of our Blue Star Human race.”

The First Sword Emperor was very amiable.

“Senior!” Jiang Ming salutes.

Principal Dongfang excitedly said, “This is Jiang Ming, who has killed two Alien Emperors. Today, I fought a battle with him. Guess what happened?”

“Old Bodhi, stop beating around the bush and just tell us.” Hong Xuanji’s eyes lit up, “Could it be that you also lost?”

“He definitely lost, or else he wouldn’t have brought Jiang Ming here.” The First Sword Emperor stared intently at Jiang Ming, “Kid, you’re amazing, defeating this old man is no small feat. You should know that in the Eleventh Realm, there are few who are his match.”

Jiang Ming smiled.

“Yes, I lost!” Dongfang Bodhi reluctantly said, “And I lost quite miserably, so I brought him back for you to weigh his strength. Old Qin, I’ll leave him to you. I’m going back first, I don’t feel at ease leaving for too long.”

“Go back, we’ll save some Ziyun Tea for you.” The First Sword Emperor said seriously.

Dongfang Bodhi nodded and transformed into a streak of light, departing.

The First Sword Emperor invited Jiang Ming and Hong Xuanji to sit down before saying, “You really defeated Old Bodhi? How did you do it?”

Hong Xuanji was curious as well.

After all, that was Dongfang Bodhi, who was almost like an anchoring existence, and even he was slightly no match for him.

Yet, the Dao Resonance emitted by Jiang Ming was merely at the Tenth Realm.

“Pocket World Projection,” Jiang Ming said four words.

“You suppressed Old Bodhi with a projection, so much that he didn’t hesitate to bring you here.” The First Sword Emperor was astonished. “I’ve heard that your comprehension is amazing, so you must have comprehended many ways of rules and even integrated them, making your Pocket World Projection unprecedentedly terrifying.”

“Come, let me take you to test your strength and see just how far you’ve progressed.” Without asking for permission, he waved his hand, performing Astral Travelling. In the next moment, they were in the Endless Starry Sky.

It was vast in all directions, with stars spinning as far as the eye could see.

Jiang Ming saw the enlarged moon and the Blue Star.

In the blink of an eye, he had crossed countless realms, which left him astonished.

“Although I have mastered the Space Art, I might not necessarily be able to teleport here instantly. The Twelfth Realm is truly terrifying.”

Jiang Ming’s heart was not calm.

Hong Xuanji appeared calm, obviously knowing this was not a big deal.

“Do you know where the strength of the Twelfth Realm lies, and why it is far superior to the Eleventh Realm?” The First Sword Emperor asked with his hands behind his back.

At this moment, a Sword Qi burst forth from him, shaking the starry sky, swaying the stars, and showing extreme sharpness.

The cutting and twisting aura made Jiang Ming’s face change.

His soul felt as if it was being torn apart.

“I don’t know!” Jiang Ming shook his head, “Logically speaking, there shouldn’t be such a big gap. The Tenth Realm has rules, the Eleventh Realm has the world, and once you reach the World Realm, your power is virtually infinite. You can control the power of rules, so normally, this is already the peak of all peaks. But the Twelfth Realm can regard the Eleventh Realm as ants, which is obviously not in line with common sense. This can only mean that the Twelfth Realm has undergone a qualitative transformation. I heard that the Twelfth Realm is also called the Divine Realm, a demi-god. Could it be that the Qi has transformed into God Power, possessing divinity?”

“Correct!” The First Sword Emperor’s aura changed, becoming extremely indifferent but also exuding a sense of superiority that oppresses others, making people feel an innate suppression from the depth of their lives.

His eyes flashed, exuding a dismissive arrogance.

“This is the majesty of the Divine Realm.” The First Sword Emperor’s voice was flat, yet it echoed in the endless starry sky, causing ripples to appear in the space.

As if he could dictate the laws with his words.

As if he could traverse the cosmos.