Myth Shattered

The Myth Shattered

At that moment, a clear cry from the master of ceremonies suddenly rang out from the plaza below Hanging Sword Pavilion:

"Sword-Washing Island—Hero Du Mingfeng and Young Hero Qiu Fangzheng have arrived~~"

The voice pierced through the clamor and carried clearly into the pavilion.

The three great Sacred Embryos exchanged smiles, then immediately rose and swept from the building like a breeze, landing gracefully upon the raised platform in the plaza.

At the same time, the vast crowd parted like a tide, and two young men walked forward side by side.

Leading them was Du Mingfeng. Tall and straight-backed, with a composed face and restrained gaze, his aura was unfathomable as the sea. Even as he walked, he possessed a majestic bearing that commanded admiration.

Half a step behind him was Qiu Fangzheng. Though only twelve years old, he was already tall and broad, with handsome, heroic features and sword-sharp eyes. Every glance he cast revealed an unconcealed edge.

Wherever the two passed, the many martial artists on either side respectfully saluted them, their eyes filled with admiration and fervor.

"Pavilion Lord Shen, True Person Yanghe, Senior Tie." Du Mingfeng cupped his hands in greeting, his voice calm yet forceful.

Qiu Fangzheng followed suit. Though his manner was somewhat lively, he did not neglect proper etiquette in the slightest.

"Good! Good!"

Tie Zhenyue threw back his head and laughed, his voice shaking the entire plaza. "Heroes truly emerge in their youth! Hahaha!"

Shen Mobai and True Person Yanghe returned the greeting with smiles. The latter stroked his beard and sighed, "Ah, the sight of you two cannot help but remind this poor Daoist of your master's bearing in those days. In the blink of an eye, seven years have passed. Time truly flies like a shuttle."

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