Chapter 634: Chapter 274: The Whole Arena in Uproar—The Boy Who Once Was, He Has Returned (Part 3)
"Don’t worry, Demoness; as long as I am here, I will not allow any threat to befall you or the young master. Even if it costs me this old, worn-out body, I will definitely ensure the safety of you and the young master," declared the old Demon Elder, standing steadfastly atop the pinnacle of the Wind Spirit Beast.
Such a fearsome youth—if only he could align his heart with the Demon Realm, it would be worth it, even if this old body was shattered.
And just as the old Demon Elder finished speaking, the next moment arrived.
Suddenly.
Boom—!!!
The final terrifying Wind Attribute Array was activated by Ye Xiaofan. Amidst the shock-filled gazes of the giants of the Endless Demon Realm and the old Demon Elder, the Wind Spirit Beast erupted out in an instant, seemingly experiencing an unprecedented rapid flight, bursting forth with a joyful roar, even freeing itself from Yunmo Xi’s control and flying according to the will of that figure.
However, the Hundred Broken Mountain Range area was immensely vast, and even the augmented Holy Beast Wind Spirit Beast would not reach the Divine Sword Sect in just a day and night.
Time swiftly flew by.
In the blink of an eye, several days had passed.
During these several days, the Hundred Broken Mountain Range area in the Endless Territory was already thoroughly shocked, as for Yunmo Baitian and others, they could no longer see traces of the Wind Spirit Beast and could only continue their pursuit along the way.
However, as the endless giants ventured deep into the Hundred Broken Mountain Range, the central interior remained calm as still water.
On this day.
In the Divine Sword Sect region, vast snowfall engulfed the entire Divine Sect, the surrounding Endless Territory was already gathered with countless cultivators like Wang Yang, while in the ten-thousand-zhang void, it was densely packed with countless fierce adversaries of the Sword Saint, each a towering figure.
The entire expanse of the Divine Sword Sect was eerily silent; all the cultivators assembled in this world, yet no one spoke.
At the pinnacle of Divine Sword Peak.
Luo Qingxian stood quietly atop Divine Peak, her beautiful eyes fixed on the Demon Realm’s direction, seemingly anticipating that figure to appear at the end of time and yet hoping he would never appear.
Because at this moment around the Divine Sword Sect, the number of Entering the Saint Realm strong powers gathered far outnumbered the Divine Sword Sect’s Supreme Elders considerably, enough to make the upper echelon of the Divine Sword Sect feel panic.
After all, what once besieged South Peak was merely adversaries of the Sword Saint, but now lingering in this realm were countless ancient, undead figures, some terrifying to the point of having been unheard of for thousands of years. It was enough to evoke heart palpitations.
Though these ancient undead had reached the end of their lifespan, their influence was unfathomable; many chose self-sealing when they were at their peak thousands of years ago, awakening now to still be at the zenith’s edge.
These ancient monsters arriving were clearly not for slaying the Sword Saint but for the Empress Inheritance, wanting to see if that figure would return for Dugu Nan.
If he returns, all the better; but if Ye Xiaofan truly does not appear here, these ancient relics on the brink of their lifespan would likely stop at nothing to enter the Demon Realm, for the Creator Empress Inheritance holds a fatal allure for them.
Gazing at the vast and despair-inducing endless towering figures, Luo Qingxian felt a swirl of complex emotions, yet softly spoke to the startling beauty beside her: "You never imagined that the person you looked down upon most back then would one day stir up such a massive tempest, did you?"
Luo Qingxian spoke, yet did not turn to look at the breathtaking figure standing alongside her.
This breathtaking figure was none other than the current first heir of the Divine Sword Sect, the Chosen One of the Ning family, Ning Xianyi.
Now Ning Xianyi was already a formidable force beyond the pinnacle of Self-Slaying Realm, even without venturing to the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain,’ the strength of this Divine Sword Sect’s trump card heir was already approaching that of Yao Xifeng.
Upon hearing these words, Ning Xianyi remained silent, not responding to Luo Qingxian.
Until long after.
"If one day, would you regret your decision back then?" Luo Qingxian seemed to voice her dissatisfaction for that figure, inquired again.
Ning Xianyi still did not respond, yet a trace of ripples visible to the naked eye emerged in her clear beautiful eyes.
After the two women spoke, the atmosphere fell silent once more.
Although Ning Xianyi did not answer, Luo Qingxian understood her answer, as over time, a hint of smile gradually appeared on her beautiful face.
"He won’t return."
Luo Qingxian softly murmured, a smile of relief appearing at the corner of her lips; as long as that person does not return, there will be no danger, and now the only thing they could do was pray that person does not appear here.
Not only did Luo Qingxian feel this way, but even the countless cultivators concluded thus.
At the pinnacle of the vast ten-thousand-zhang sky.
"No need to wait any longer; it’s time to end."
A shocking giant slowly opened his eyes amidst the snow, gazing toward that solitary Divine Peak, eyes filled with endless murderous intent.
Suddenly, the entire region of the Divine Sword Sect began to breathe heavily, countless cultivators opened their eyes, gazing at the snowy South Peak, evident the terrifying figures seated in the void concluded that person could not possibly return, planning to take action.
Despite their fear of the Sword Saint’s heir’s talent and potential, they still intended to kill the old man on South Peak, as for the Sword Saint’s heir, with endless giants on the brink joining, even attacking the Demon Realm afterward to eradicate him entirely was not impossible.
As that terrifying figure finished speaking, countless towering figures opened their eyes, murderous intent gradually rising in their eyes.
Suddenly.
Countless Divine Sword Sect cultivators rose to gaze silently, watching that once glorious peak, complex emotions swirled within.
Yet more Divine Sword Sect disciples had dim gazes; that figure ultimately did not appear, many feeling both disappointed and relieved.
However, just as countless terrifying figures were about to act.
Suddenly.
A resonant Holy Beast roar echoed from a distant land of endless mountains and rivers, immediately exploding throughout the snowy Tian Yu.
