Those countless Dao Rhyme figures were like streaks of meteors.
Burning their origins, only to appear here.
Only to watch.
Only to see.
To see their Young Sect Master.
Su Ye turned around and looked at the countless figures.
At Lin Qijian, who had once been obsessed with the Seven Swords; at Ye Dao, who had once sworn to cultivate the Nine Extremes... and at all those other figures.
He fell silent.
Then Su Ye took a deep breath, sweeping his gaze across every figure present as though he wished to etch them into his mind.
He stepped forward.
He came before the Dao Rhymes of the many Nine Extremes Sect disciples.
He clasped his hands lightly and gave them a solemn bow!
"This is my honor."
Ye Dao hurriedly avoided the bow!
The Dao Rhymes of countless Nine Extremes Sect disciples immediately broke into smiles, as though their hearts were in perfect accord!
They clasped their hands at the same time, performing the Nine Extremes Sect's supreme Gu Li!
Their voices were not loud, yet they rumbled like thunder!
They rang in the ears of three thousand True Inheritance Disciples and Holy Sons, and in the ears of countless billions of cultivators throughout the Heavenly Star Domain!!
"It is our honor!"
The Taiqing Hall Master's will watched on, his gaze dazed. His eyes had actually reddened, his heart tangled with complicated emotions!
It was as though, with that one cry!
Time and space had been tugged back to the past, linking it to the present!!
The three thousand True Inheritance Disciples and Holy Sons of the Ten Great Sects present had long since been left dumbfounded and incredulous!
"This?!! All the Dao Rhyme disciples of the Ancient Sect have appeared?!!"
"Is this something only the first place gets to