Late at night, the main hall of Zhengyang Martial Academy was brightly lit.
The two sect envoys, Jian Zangfeng and Zong Lingshu, sat on opposite sides of the central hall.
Lei Yuan and the instructors who had stayed behind stood in rows on either side.
It was New Year's Eve, yet there was not a trace of festive spirit in the hall.
Everyone wore a solemn expression and looked respectful.
"I have come to Eastern Province under the sect master's express command to search for the inheritor of the Divine-Intent Death-Touching Saber."
After taking his seat, Zong Lingshu went straight to the point and explained his purpose. "You should have heard about the incident at the main mountain over ten days ago. The Blood-Yazi Saber began trembling at midnight and continued until dawn. Its saber energy pierced the heavens, taking the form of a Yazi, its might approaching that of the Overlord Martial King in his day.
"This meant the Blood-Yazi Saber had sensed someone in this world capable of inheriting the Blood-Yazi Saber Lord's supreme saber path. To find this person, the sect dispatched thirty-eight envoys to the provinces across the realm. I am one of them."
Reportedly, Sect Master Li Changsheng had originally intended to send thirty-eight sixth-grade spellcasters to search in secret, avoiding alerting the various powers as much as possible.
But despite all the sect's precautions, they had still failed to contain news of the Blood-Yazi Saber's abnormal behavior that night.
Just two days later, the news had spread throughout the world.
The Punishment Hall's grand elder was reportedly so furious that his three corpse gods leaped in rage. Not only had he given everyone in the Punishment Hall a thorough tongue-lashing, he had also sought punishment before the patriarch's statue, asking the elders of the