By now, the summit of Qingcheng Mountain had changed completely. There was even a new stretch of level ground, as though someone had sliced a chunk clean off the mountaintop with a sword.
An ordinary martial arts myth could never have done this. It was probably the work of Sword Emperor or First Evil Emperor.
That feat alone shook everyone.
If they could slice through a mountaintop, could they completely overthrow their sects and clans with a single move?
Everyone's gazes grew even more fervent.
The Sword Sect's reopening of the Mountain Gate had drawn the eyes of the entire jianghu. Many people living in seclusion had come despite not receiving invitations.
They all knew Lin Lang was a resident protector of the Sword Sect. Coming might not earn them a place in his memory.
But if they failed to come, Lin Lang would certainly remember them. Perhaps tomorrow, he would find some excuse to wipe out their sects and clans.
Only after arriving did they discover that they were not even qualified to sit. They could only stand and watch alongside the leaders of many formerly renowned sects.
Everyone seated was a martial arts myth.
Even some martial arts myths could only stand with them, such as the younger generation's Shi Potian and Nie Feng.
As the Sword Sect's most senior member present, Sword Emperor stood there presiding over the ceremony.
"Years ago, disaster befell our Sword Sect, and nearly all our disciples were killed or wounded. Now my disciple Second Dream is willing to shoulder the Sword Sect's burden and reopen Sword Sect Mountain's gates. This old man is deeply gratified."
"From this day forth, Second Dream shall be our Sword Sect's new sect leader and lead it back to glory!"
Second Dream walked to the throne in