"Rumble—"
The azure-clad youth stood proudly.
At this moment, he no longer concealed his brilliance. He displayed his most glorious side without reservation, determined to proclaim his existence to the world—
From this day onward?
This era would be called Wang Quan Yan!
Looking over—
The young man's azure Taoist robe fluttered in the wind. He stood tall, neither servile nor overbearing. Sharp sword intent flickered in his calm eyes, and his piercing gaze was like an unsheathed sword, making no one dare meet it—
At that moment—
Everyone lowered their heads.
Faced with Wang Quan Yan's peerless bearing—
Every one of them lowered their heads in shame.
Even Lin Jingyu, who had been so unruly before, could not help standing there blankly after witnessing Wang Quan Yan's magnificence. For a long while, he was speechless...
Because—
He realized he did not know what to say.
Keep making threats?
Then say that the young should not be looked down upon for being poor?
Then that the middle-aged should not be looked down upon for being poor, and the elderly should not be looked down upon for being poor...
And finally, rest in peace—respect the dead?
Just as Wang Quan Yan had said—
The gap between them was simply too great.
Could Lin Jingyu truly catch up to Wang Quan Yan? It seemed rather unlikely... In the end, perhaps he really would only be able to see Wang Quan Yan's back.
Lin Jingyu clenched his fists tightly.
His eyes were bloodshot as he stared at the youth before him. He wanted to muster the resolve to face him, but in the end, his strength drained away...
There was no helping it.
Wang Quan Yan before him was simply too dazzling.
How could he possibly compare to him?
Looking over—
The young man stood proudly before the crowd, one hand resting on the divine sword at his waist. Terrifying sword intent radiated from his entire body, and his powerful aura made people unable even to meet his gaze...
"Make way."
Wang Quan Yan's calm voice rang out.
Lin Jingyu suddenly came back to his senses and instinctively stepped aside...
Thus—
This farce officially came to an end.
Everyone nearby came back to their senses. They stared blankly at the departing youth, complicated emotions surfacing in their eyes...
So—
They had all been wrong.
For a moment, someone wondered:
"If Tian Ling'er learned that the Senior Brother Qi Hao she had been thinking about day and night had lost to Wang Quan Yan—and had been defeated by a single sword strike at that—what would she think?!"
This question spread through the crowd.
Very soon—
Many Qingyun Disciples began looking forward to it.
Not far away—
The aloof maiden stood amid the crowd.
She held an azure divine sword in her hand, her clear eyes fixed blankly on the distant youth as she personally witnessed his unmatched grace...
"Is this your true face?"
Lu Xueqi murmured softly.
From the moment she had first met Wang Quan Yan, she had known that he was certainly not someone content with mediocrity. Perhaps everything he had done had been in preparation to bloom with utmost splendor one day...
Now—
He had formally revealed his brilliance.
After today, no one in the world would dare overlook him again!
On the High Platform—
The Peak Masters stood frozen in place.
After hearing Wang Quan Yan's domineering declaration, every one of them could not help narrowing their eyes.
"Good! Good! Good!"
Tian Buyi was so excited that he stood up on the spot.
His Grand Bamboo Peak had declined for so many years. Now that they had finally produced a Wang Quan Yan, he could at last see some hope of prosperity!
True Person Dao Xuan nodded slightly.
He looked at Wang Quan Yan in the distance and quietly nodded to himself...
Not bad.
Daoist Cangsong's eyes flickered slightly.
There seemed to be tears welling up in his eyes. To be honest, after hearing Wang Quan Yan's domineering declaration, he had truly come close to crying...
This was the master of the Dragon Slaying Sword!
This was the true inheritor of Ghost Slaying God!
Senior Brother Wan...
The aloof Taoist nun sat blankly in her seat.
Shui Yue did not seem particularly excited, but only she herself knew just how deeply moved she was...
"Buzz!"
The aloof Taoist nun's heart trembled.
She stared blankly at the peerless youth below. In her mind, a figure kept overlapping with him. They were so alike...
Master of the Dragon Slaying Sword!
Inheritor of Ghost Slaying God!
An unstoppable aura!
Peerless grace!
They were practically cast from the same mold!
Thus—
The round of sixteen to eight concluded.
Considering that it was already getting late—
True Person Dao Xuan announced that the remaining matches would be held tomorrow.
For a time—
The many disciples before Jade Purity Hall scattered in all directions.
Wang Quan Yan was no exception.
He left alone. As usual, he did not return to the small courtyard, instead intending to make do at Wan Jianyi's place in the back mountain of Tongtian Peak...
"Whoosh!"
However, just then—
A figure suddenly blocked Wang Quan Yan's path.
"Hmm?"
The youth narrowed his eyes slightly.
Without revealing anything, he gripped the Sovereign Sword at his waist and bowed. "Disciple Wang Quan Yan greets Uncle Master Cangsong."
That was right.
The newcomer was none other than Daoist Cangsong.
Wang Quan Yan did not know why Daoist Cangsong had suddenly come looking for him, but he knew that Daoist Cangsong had long since secretly defected to the Demon Sect. A person like this...
Had to be guarded against!
Of course—
Wang Quan Yan was not afraid that he would make a move.
After all, this was Tongtian Peak. Sect Leader True Person Dao Xuan had long since reached the Taiqing realm. If Daoist Cangsong made a move here—
He would surely expose himself!
At this moment—
Daoist Cangsong stood beneath the setting sun at dusk.
Half his body was submerged in darkness. Only his eyes looked complicatedly at the youth before him, especially the Dragon Slaying Sword at the youth's waist...
"Nephew Wang Quan."
Daoist Cangsong spoke in a low voice. "Do you know who the previous master of the Dragon Slaying Sword was?"
Wang Quan Yan was slightly stunned.
He had not expected Daoist Cangsong to seek him out over this matter?
All right.
It was not entirely unexpected.
After all—
Daoist Cangsong was Qingyun Sect's biggest Wan Jianyi admirer!
"In reply to Uncle Master Cangsong."
After pondering briefly, Wang Quan Yan said, "This disciple has heard a little."
Upon hearing this—
Daoist Cangsong nodded.
He said nothing, merely immersing himself in his own world as he said, "Back then, the previous master of the Dragon Slaying Sword possessed such peerless grace. He had bestowed many favors upon the current Peak Masters, and everyone respected him deeply..."
"Heh—"
"At that time, he and Dao Xuan were known as the Twin Prodigies of Qingyun. But to be honest... I never accepted Dao Xuan. I only acknowledged Senior Brother Wan!"
Daoist Cangsong's expression became somewhat twisted.
"Why?"
"Why was it Dao Xuan who ultimately ascended to the position of sect leader, rather than Senior Brother Wan!"
"Why?"
"Why did Senior Brother Wan ultimately die?"
"It was him!"
"Dao Xuan must have used some method to kill Senior Brother Wan! I will avenge Senior Brother Wan! I will destroy him!"
"I will destroy Qingyun Sect!"
Daoist Cangsong's face twisted to the extreme.
A faint yet terrifying aura emanated from him. His voice seemed to come from the Nine Nether Hell, making him seem like a life-taking ghost that had crawled out of the underworld.
This was Daoist Cangsong's confession.
The last shred of conscience of one who had gone astray.
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