Free Web NovelChapter 601: Chapter 263: The Old Man on South Peak, a Sensational Thunderous Revelation (Part 2)
For a moment, the Supreme figure of the Divine Sword Sect stood utterly stunned within the Divine Sword Hall, his eyes filled with extreme shock and disbelief.
"A Sixth Grade Forbidden Martial Soul? It’s actually a Sixth Grade Forbidden Martial Soul? How is this possible?"
The Supreme figure’s breathing instantly quickened, his mouth dry, as if he had seen something tremendously terrifying, his emotions suddenly in disarray.
It wasn’t that the eminent figure before him lacked composure, but rather the news Yao Xifeng and others conveyed back from the ’Hundred Sects Battle Domain’ was too astonishingly rare.
A Sixth Grade Forbidden Martial Soul, it really was a Sixth Grade Forbidden Martial Soul!
"Impossible, absolutely impossible, a Sixth Grade Forbidden Martial Soul? How could a Forbidden Martial Soul be born in the Hundred Broken Mountain Range region?"
At this moment, not only did the Supreme figure within the Divine Sword Hall feel like he was struck by lightning, but countless elderly figures within the forbidden area of the Divine Sword Peak were also greatly shocked, each of them petrified, while many so-called Supreme Elders couldn’t help but rise, subconsciously taking steps forward, only to be frozen on the spot.
With their cultivation and realm having reached such a level, the information within the Divine Sword Hall could be observed remotely by them.
And the Divine Sword Hall serves as the primary message transmission location within the Divine Sword Sect, and any golden letters inside would draw the attention of the most formidable group of old monsters in the entire Divine Sword Sect; it’s difficult not to pay attention to the information that enters the Divine Sword Hall, as it’s always deemed catastrophic in nature.
And when countless elites of the Divine Sword Sect finished reading each and every piece of information, countless old figures were frozen in place, each with an overwhelming thunderous roar in their hearts, all with eyes filled with utter shock.
There’s no denying that Yao Xifeng and the others conveyed the news back with incredible meticulousness, so much so that as they read those golden letters, it felt as if they were browsing a condensed version of a growth record.
It included all the events of the Sword Saint’s successor from entering the ’Border City Battle Domain’ to the strongest ’Spiritual Element Battle Domain’, then the ’Main Battle Domain’, from the ’Ancient Divine Sect Ruins’ to the ’Blood Sea Forest’, then to the ’Valley of Space-Time’, ’Heaven-Reaching Road’, ’Space-Time Barrier’ and other locations.
For a moment, countless elderly figures of the Divine Sword Sect, gazing at that information, seemed to witness achievements and legends of astounding brilliance, even those who had weathered countless storms were now standing in every mysterious corner, stunned.
And while those elderly figures of the Divine Sword Sect were immensely shocked.
The summit of the South Peak, shrouded in hazy snow.
"Fan’Er, Fan’Er, it’s Fan’Er—!"
The First Generation Talisman Saint also sensed something, long aware of the disturbance within the Divine Sword Hall. The instant he discerned those golden letters, the First Generation Talisman Saint was so excited he was almost incoherent, hurriedly shaking the white-haired elderly figure by the chessboard who was already on the brink of death, his body trembling incessantly, gasping and tearfully speaking:
"Old friend, Fan’Er, Fan’Er, old friend, open your eyes and see, it’s Fan’Er, the news you’ve been waiting for has finally returned, it’s Fan’Er, it’s Fan’Er."
Qi Yun frantically shook Dugu Nan, like a candle in the wind showing signs of his own twilight years, who appeared to have fallen asleep in anticipation.
Yet, at the moment he heard the words ’Fan’Er’, the First Generation Sword Saint suddenly seemed to come alive, abruptly rising, supported by the First Generation Talisman Saint, trembling as he walked out of that familiar small courtyard, staggering towards the summit of the South Peak, gazing towards the Divine Sword Peak from a distance.
"Fan’Er, my Fan’Er."
Dugu Nan’s already pale lips trembled incessantly, yet he muttered those words: Fan’Er, his Fan’Er.
A person nearing death, filled with endless nostalgia, to the Sword Saint, who had no children or grandchildren throughout his life, that figure that he dreamt of countless days and nights had long become akin to his own flesh and blood, an unwavering obsession.
The First Generation Sword Saint continued to pierce through space with his gaze, reading the row after row of golden letters swiftly and excitedly, but his already trembling body seemed all the more unsteady.
However, upon seeing those words, Dugu Nan instinctively straightened his body, staring blankly at the world, his eyes sometimes filled with anxiety, sometimes worry, sometimes fear, and sometimes letting out a long sigh of relief.
It wasn’t until he saw ’Sixth Grade Forbidden Martial Soul’ and ’Four Sword Trials’ did the First Generation Sword Saint completely freeze in place, gasping heavily: "Qi Yun, Fan’Er, Fan’Er he...?" freewebnøvel.com
"Sixth Grade Forbidden Martial Soul, Four Sword Trials, Empress Inheritance?" Qi Yun was also stunned at that moment, rendered almost petrified on the spot.
Forbidden Martial Soul, Sixth Grade!
Godslaying Sword, Four Sword Trials!
Floating Divine Hall, Empress Inheritance!
Besieged by several hundred peerless prodigies, counter-killed hundreds of newly minted peerless prodigies from the Hundred Sects!
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Each striking line of text made the two Ascenders feel as if they were struck by lightning. Yet, upon seeing those alarming words, the eyes of the two elders were filled more with endless worry and fear, as if fearing that the child might not survive one earth-shattering catastrophe after another, seeming afraid he might not hear the end.
With each subsequent reading, Dugu Nan seemed to be walking on thin ice, appearing more anxious and restless with every new line he read. ƒreewebηoveℓ.com
Because those achievements and deeds were no longer ordinary; any single one of them being picked out would leave Ye Xiaofan with no place for redemption—the world could not accommodate him, nor such an extraordinary existence.
However, upon reading till the end, Dugu Nan suddenly let out countless suppressed breaths, the entire person even becoming excited, grabbing Qi Yun and saying, "Fan’Er, Fan’Er was taken by the people from the Demon Realm?"
