Apotheosis

The rest of the disciples followed suit and drank each of their own Sword-reading Liquid up.

The Sword-reading Liquid the disciples from the Sword Light Palace had was much purer than that of the others. After they drank it, the aura exuded by the Truth of Eternal Sword Intent from their bodies became intense.

Most of the disciples from the Sword Light Palace had not completely mastered the Truth of Eternal Sword Intent yet. However, after drinking the Sword-reading Liquid, they all felt their heads surge with the Truth of Eternal Sword Intent. Moreover, they felt that their comprehension of the Truth of Eternal Sword Intent had increased and even reached a higher level.

Now, if there was a continuous supply of that specific Sword-reading Liquid, then everyone would be able to enter the Sea of Truth easily in a short span of time.

"Let's go," Zen said lightly.

After Zen's command, all the disciples of the Sword Light Palace followed him as they headed directly to the Sword Wall.

Meanwhile, as Zen was only about a thousand feet away from their destination, he sensed something odd—a strong repulsive force was coming straight towards him.

On the other hand, it was not only Zen who felt it, but also everyone else in the group. This repulsive force even seemed to have slowed down their paces.

"Eh?"

But somehow, even with the strong repulsive force, Zen quickly managed to adapt to it. By lightly twisting his body, his speed of moving forward returned back to normal.

However, most of the other people still felt the force. They felt heaviness linger with their every step. On the other hand, the situation of the disciples from the Sword Light Palace was better because of their Sword-reading Liquid's good quality.

Tens of thousands of people were approaching the Sword Wall at the same time. In fact, with that great amount of people bustling towards the Sword Wall, about 90% of them were slowed down by the force. However, there were a few disciples who were not much affected by the force and stood out, and Zen was one of them.

Behind him were two women walking together, while to his right, there was a young man who wore cotton clothes. Aside from Zen, they, too, looked relaxed as if they didn't feel the pressure at all.

'Humans are so powerful. Every day, tens of thousands of people flock as they try their best to cross the Sword Wall and join the formidable force. There will always be people who would stand out from the rest. Hmm...I wonder if these few people have also taken the Sword-reading Liquid, ' Zen thought to himself.

In fact, if Zen kept walking with such a brisk pace, then he would be able to reach the Sword Wall, which was about a thousand feet from him, in just a few seconds.

However, when he was just a hundred feet away from the Sword Wall, the two women behind him slowe

ed down below.

Meanwhile, the young man in cotton robes and the other two girls started to climb as well. Unfortunately, it seemed that all three of them were struggling so hard to reach the higher layers on the Sword Wall.

As for the others, they were no better for they performed even worse! In fact, most of them even found it difficult to take a single step forward after they managed to be three hundred feet away from the Sword Wall. But because of taking the Sword-reading Liquid, the disciples of the Sword Light Palace were able to perform better than the others.

When Elgin and Beldene reached the Sword Wall, Faegan and the other disciples stayed very close behind them. Even Kenelm was only about eighty feet away from the Sword Wall.

Zen heaved a long sigh of relief upon seeing this. At that moment, he expected that the disciples of the Sword Light Palace would all pass.

Expecting a great turnout, he even wondered what Laura would feel if she saw this.

Turning his head to the other side of the Sword Wall, Zen saw a large open space behind it. There, hundreds of people were gathered, all of whom were masters at the Other Shore Realm.

Based on the aura that they were emitting, it indicated that they had reached the Other Shore Realm not too long ago.

Each of them held a metal flagpole in their hands with flags that had different surnames written on each of them. They all stood there proudly as the flags spread out in the wind.

"Yao!"

"Chen!"

"Mu!" Zen read some of the surnames he saw that were written on the flags.

'So are these people the so-called Flag Masters?' he wondered.

Just as the young man in cotton had mentioned, right after a person crossed the Sword Wall, they were required to join a Flag Master. Thinking about this, Zen said to himself, "So this is what the young man meant. Are these Flag Masters here to recruit new members?"