"I..."
Lu Beihuang stepped forward.
"Beihuang is one of Sword Spirit Valley's renowned geniuses. He must have obtained quite a few Sword Intent Talismans!"
"There is only a fixed number of Sword Intent Talismans. Since Lu Yan and the others didn't get any, most of them must have ended up in Beihuang's hands..."
"I wonder whether Beihuang can break Second Priest's record. If he can, perhaps he'll have a great chance of gaining Sword Spirit Valley's recognition and obtaining Great Emperor's true inheritance!"
"Let's hope he succeeds... If another Great Emperor doesn't emerge, once our bloodline is depleted, I'm afraid we'll never be able to leave this place again..."
Seeing Lu Beihuang step out, the crowd, which had already fallen into despair, brightened once more, their eyes filled with hope.
Lu Beihuang and Lu Xuan were peerless geniuses Sword Spirit Valley had not seen in a hundred years. At such a young age, they had opened up true Sword Realms. If the crowd still had any hope, he was absolutely one of them.
Lu Beihuang sat before the mirror.
Having forgotten what had happened in the Inner Valley, he was somewhat nervous, afraid that he would be like those before him and fail to obtain even a single Sword Intent Talisman.
Buzz!
The light shone upon him, a faint red.
"What..."
"Lu Beihuang didn't get even one either? What on earth is going on?"
"What happened?"
"Could it be that Heaven intends to keep us here forever, never letting us leave?"
Seeing that Lu Beihuang had not obtained a single Sword Intent Talisman either, everyone went mad. The people below the platform all revealed panicked expressions.
Lu Beihuang was a supreme genius in their hearts!
At the very worst, he should have been like Second Priest Lu Yunzi,