The setting sun was like blood, the sea of people like a tide.
The golden afterglow of the sunset shone upon the Seventy-second Small Peak, making that silhouette stand out brilliantly.
At this mont, Ye Xiaofan seed not to be walking towards the Seventy-second Small Peak, but ascending a ladder leading to sacred glory.
He stepped against the endless rays of sunset, as if already leaving an indelible mark on the history of the Divine Sect, with colors illuminating ages.
When the figure appeared at the summit of the Seventy-second Small Peak, the entire Divine Sword Sect seed to quiet down montarily, the calmness a precursor to more intense boiling.
Indeed, it was so.
Instantly.
"Five months, he truly kept his promise after five months, stepping onto the Seventy-two Small Peaks."
"Although this mont ca later than I imagined, no matter what, he finally ascended steps that countless people couldn’t reach in their lifeti."
"Ye Xiaofan, today regardless of victory or defeat, his na deserves to resonate throughout the Divine Sword Sect."
"One year and four months since joining the sect, ascending the Seventy-second Small Peak—this is the only record in the Divine Sword Sect for hundreds of years, indeed outshining peers, outshining the current generation."
Many older disciples of the Divine Sword Sect sighed continuously. Regardless, that figure achieved what countless extraordinary Demon Fiends might never achieve in a lifeti. Whether a waste Martial Soul or a Child of Destiny, today, ascending the Seventy-second Small Peak with such calmness, this achievent alone has already won over many Divine Sword Sect disciples.
And the most nurous among those standing here was Array Peak disciples. After all, the one challenging the Seventy-second Small Peak was their temporary Saint Heir for Array Peak. Even though most of them felt unsettled, they still stood here.
They might not have co to cheer for that young fellow but chose to stand quietly for Array Peak.
"The sa new disciples, no matter what he was like before, today, he earns my solemn respect; such accomplishnt, makes one look afresh."
"He whom we once looked down upon the most, now has beco an existence beyond our reach. Thinking back to those days, you and I were laughably absurd, absurdly laughable."
Nurous newly joined disciples had mixed feelings, gazing at that silhouette already beyond pursuit, smiling in self-mockery.
However, so showed puzzlent, unable to hold back laughter: "Strange, am I the only one noticing that silhouette seems different from before?"
"I felt it too; indeed, sothing seems different, but what exactly is different, I couldn’t say imdiately." Soone furrowed their brow slightly upon hearing this.
But soon, they snapped back, unexpectedly realizing: "It’s transformation, an apparent transformation, that’s the aura of transformation."
"That’s right, indeed the aura after transformation. I know what’s different, he’s beco sowhat inscrutable, could it be that he broke through again?"
More and more old extraordinary Demon Fiends of the Divine Sword Sect raised their gaze, eyes subtly revealing a faint expression.
Now the feeling that silhouette gives is beyond understanding, unfathomable, hard to grasp, which is precisely the feeling when facing an already grown unparalleled Demon Fiend.
That person, seems no longer to be who they once thought he was.
anwhile.
On the Seventy-second Small Peak.
When Ye Xiaofan arrived at the peak, the figure sitting cross-legged had already closed his eyes at so unknown mont, even his arrival didn’t make the other take him seriously.
"I truly didn’t expect you to dare co." Nalan Linyun did not open his eyes but slowly spoke.
Ye Xiaofan smiled slightly at the words, breezy and calm: "Master said, a true man, acts on so things and refrains from others. The words spoken, no matter how difficult, must be fulfilled; otherwise, a person has no standing."
Nalan Linyun followed the sound to open his eyes slowly, nonchalantly glancing down at Ye Xiaofan, pondering slightly before smiling with lips raised: "What a true man, acts on so things and refrains from others. Junior brother, do you think you can withstand a move from senior brother?"
Nalan Linyun finished speaking, then shook his head in public: "Sotis weakness and ignorance aren’t the causes of jokes; arrogance is. Knowing it’s defeat, why let you ascend the peak from South Peak?"
Feeling the other’s arrogance and disdainful manner, Ye Xiaofan couldn’t help but furrow his brow secretly.
Even though he had been in the Divine Sword Sect for less than a year and a half, he had heard about the feud between Dugu Nan and Heavy Sword Peak.
At this mont, Nalan Linyun’s words and attitude clearly stemd from emotions due to his identity as a Sword Saint’s protégé, with Nalan Linyun standing up for his sect.
"Senior brother is right; sotis arrogance indeed blinds one’s eyes. But how does senior brother know junior brother definitely can’t withstand a move?"
Upon considering this, Ye Xiaofan smiled slightly, continuing: "Master often says, Cultivator must never underestimate their opponent. Even the strongest Warship may fail in a gutter. Senior brother, I think Master is right, don’t you?"
Here Ye Xiaofan’s Warship clearly referred to Dugu Nan, while the gutter referred to the current Peak Master of Heavy Sword Peak.
According to Ye Xiaofan’s understanding, hundreds of years ago, before Dugu Nan beca the First Generation Sword Saint, he had feuds with the Peak Master of Heavy Sword Peak due to rivalry. However, later, this Peak Master used sowhat unfair ans to win over young Dugu Nan once on the Divine Sword Sect’s ’Warship,’ leading to a significant feud between the two.
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