Who Doesn't Have an Old Ancestor? (4800)
The sword rang.
As the "Demon Person" bowed to An Jing, a ringing sword cry resounded, then began to spread, echoing between heaven and earth.
From the inside out, every long, bladed object capable of wounding someone began to tremble faintly. Whether ice shards or the competition participants' swords, metal fragments on the ground or intact longsword Dharma Treasures, all of them resonated ever so slightly in that moment. Some even slipped from their scabbards of their own accord and embedded themselves at an angle in the ground.
It was as if they were bowing to An Jing—to the "Fuxie" in his heart.
Paying homage.
—Heavenly Heart Resonance, Ten Thousand Swords Paying Homage—
The crowd of people rescued around the Flying Shuttle erupted in an uproar.
"That Demon Person actually calls himself the successor to the Demon-Slaying Heavenly Sword?!"
"Fuxie... Sword Master?"
"What exactly is An Xuan's background?"
The competition participants around the Taixu Hub were mostly from the strongest Aristocratic Clans, major corporations, and academies. Many among them were widely traveled and well-versed in ancient secrets. Even so, those who knew of "Fuxie" and the true meaning of the "Demon-Slaying Heavenly Sword" were exceedingly rare.
However, compared to the many participants who knew only of the "Heavenly Sword" and were curious about An Xuan's identity as its Sword Master—and why a Demon Person claimed to be its successor—those who understood the true significance of the name "Fuxie" had all widened their eyes in disbelief. They stared toward An Jing and immediately tried to contact their elders at the fastest speed possible.
An Jing paid no attention to the ten thousand swords paying homage to him. He simply watched Zhou Changhe bow his head, then looked at the Calamity Fire Longsword in his