Meanwhile, several Seven Swords Pavilion disciples hurriedly summoned the Elder in charge of the Sea of Trials, as well as the Grand Elder who managed all of Seven Swords Pavilion's affairs.
Now that several Elders had arrived, the disciples present had no choice but to make way, all of them calling out respectfully.
"Greetings, Grand Elder."
"Greetings, Elder Kun."
"Greetings, Elder Hai."
These Elders naturally did not care in the slightest for such formalities. Their eyes were fixed straight ahead.
The Grand Elder at the front in particular had long red hair like a blazing cluster of fire. Paired with his heavy brows and rough skin, he looked like he had a fiery temper at first glance.
"I'm telling you, if you dare hide anything from me regarding this matter, I'll make you regret it! What Thirteenth Wave? In all the years of Seven Swords Pavilion—even the entire Sacred Domain—there has never been a transcendent existence who reached the Thirteenth Wave. If you dare feed me nonsense, I'll make you regret it!"
Clearly, the Grand Elder did not believe what these disciples had said.
The other Elders were the same. They had come only to handle official business, but a genius who had reached the Thirteenth Wave? They absolutely did not believe it.
The Grand Elder and the others made their way over, ignoring everyone's gazes, and finally stopped before the stone monument outside the Sea of Trials.
The moment he saw the monument, the Grand Elder nearly blurted out, "How is this Thirteen... Waves?"
Once the words left his mouth, the Grand Elder realized he had spoken too soon.
This was indeed not the Thirteenth Wave, but the result was even more astonishing than the Thirteenth Wave.
Because this was the Fourteenth Wave!
Yang Chen had already passed the