Chapter 631: Chapter 273: The Unprecedentedly Prosperous Divine Sword Sect and the Declarations of Endless Cultivators (Part 3)
"These children have finally emerged victorious. After so many years apart, it’s hard to know how much each of them has grown."
Shangguan Wan’Er’s father murmured to himself, his eyes full of longing. Since they parted all those years ago, no one had seen those children, but now they had all returned after completing their studies, and various clans had traveled many miles to welcome them.
Of course, in the past, such a grand welcome wouldn’t have been necessary. But with the fall of the Sword Saint, many cultivators wanted to take the opportunity to witness the spectacle while greeting their clansmen.
However, hearing Shangguan Fu’s words, Nangong Linyun could not muster any excitement. While others were there to welcome the glory of their clan’s return, only Nangong Linyun knew that his adoptive father was there to say goodbye to his son, who had never truly belonged to the Nangong family.
Thinking this, Nangong Linyun’s mood became extremely heavy. He wasn’t even sure if he could successfully see Nangong Jianchen. After all, if nothing unexpected happened, the guardians meant for him would probably already be waiting when he left the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain.’
It was evident that if Nangong Jianchen didn’t go straight back to the Divine Sword Sect but chose to leave, Nangong Linyun would consider it a luxury to see him one last time.
However, compared to this, the two leading figures of Star Moon City were more worried about another young man.
The two exchanged a glance, understanding the delicate nature of the information they had, and the journey was filled with rumors about that child, which naturally made people anxious for him.
"It would be best if the child doesn’t return; there’s no longer a place for him in this land." Staring at the ocean of people before him, Shangguan Wan’Er’s father whispered.
No one could have predicted that the child from back then would stir such a huge storm seven years later. The entire Hundred Broken Mountain Range echoed with his name.
After endless emotions in Star Moon City, everyone continued deeper into the core of the Divine Sword Sect,
As time passed, information about the Sword Saint’s successor became more turbulent, with many ordinary cultivators learning most of the details, leaving them greatly shocked.
This commotion reached its peak when countless arks thunderously crossed the domains and descended into this world.
Those on the arks were none other than the endless prodigies returning from the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain,’ including the Saint Heirs and Saintesses of the Hundred Sects. Surprisingly, about half of the prodigies did not return to their respective sects after returning to the Hundred Broken Mountain Range but instead headed toward the territory of the Divine Sword Sect.
Clearly, even these prodigies wanted to witness firsthand the unprecedented event of the Sword Saint’s fall and see if that figure would indeed appear in the Divine Sword Sect upon hearing the news.
However, the other half of the prodigies dispersed throughout the entire Hundred Broken Mountain Range. With their return, the whole region was abuzz, and the news about the Sword Saint’s successor spread like a hurricane across the Endless Territory.
For a time, it seemed the entire world was focused on that figure, wondering if he would return to see the Sword Saint one last time before he died.
"He won’t come back; nobody would."
"It’s not about not coming back; most likely, he doesn’t dare, or perhaps simply can’t. Falling into the hands of the Demon Realm, returning is easier said than done. Even if he does possess heaven-defying skills to escape from there, he would probably choose to flee the Hundred Broken Mountain Range without looking back."
"In the end, he’s merely an undeveloped forbidden anomaly, without any guardians. How can he survive in this era?"
"Just an ant in the Self-Slaying Realm. I bet he’ll hide like a turtle in its shell because staying alive is the right choice. I don’t believe he has the ability to stir the muddy waters of the Hundred Broken Mountain Range."
"I also bet he won’t dare to come. A Self-Slaying Realm cultivator, no matter how gifted, how could he possibly contend with the giants of the entire Hundred Broken Mountain Range? Such a person has never existed throughout history."
"Brother, don’t overestimate him. Contend with the giants of the entire Hundred Broken Mountain Range? Do you think he is the Southern Sword Great Emperor of the past? Even at the peak of Dugu Nan, he didn’t have that confidence. If he dares to come, I would respect him as a true man."
The cultivators of the Endless Hundred Broken Mountain Range all shook their heads, convinced that the endless strategies of the giants would ultimately fail, and the Sword Saint’s successor dared not set foot in this world again.
Not only in the Endless Hundred Broken Mountain Range, but even around the mountain gates of the Divine Sword Sect, countless people held the same belief. If that figure dared to come, the entire Hundred Broken Mountain Range would explode, and the Empress’s inheritance would undoubtedly trigger the most terrifying storm of blood and carnage since antiquity.
And that figure would be left with no place to rest in peace.
Nevertheless, compared to the rational cultivators, more people were eager for a spectacle, hoping Ye Xiaofan would appear in this world. If he returned, the whole Hundred Broken Mountain Range would be ’lively’ like never before. Those ancient beings would surely fight for the Empress’s inheritance, presenting a scene for the ages.
However, as time passed, more people lost hope, concluding that the Sword Saint’s successor would not appear. Perhaps, after countless ages, he would return to rise and avenge the Sword Saint. But most people would likely never see that day, as not every cultivator could live that long.
Little did they know, on this day, a month later.
Just as the cultivators of the Endless Hundred Broken Mountain Range concluded that Ye Xiaofan would not appear, just as the patience of the endless giants was about to run out.
At the border of the Hundred Broken Mountain Range.
"Roar—!!!"
The cry of a Holy Beast echoed through the sky, shattering all tranquility.
