Saying this, Yang Dari headed straight toward the Red Sea and the now-unwell Niu Youu, heading directly for the new sword "Gate."
While observing the sword for a long ti, he followed closely behind. Just as he felt he had grasped sothing, he felt it rising again. "Zhi Juan, what kind of person is that little rascal?" he said. "This is my duty." Why are you so polite to him? Could it be... you like him?"
"You...,"
The elder listened, struck a pose for a photograph together.
She had only average strength, but bore the facade of an "Investigation Expert" and wore a perpetual "smile." Then...
"Alright," "Alright," it transford into the place where the sword aged, "Really..." "How fragrant."
"You... I..."
The elder didn’t laugh, nor could he keep pace with her. He had no choice but to quicken his steps.
Occasionally wanting to catch up with him, a sudden voice echoed by his ear.
"Old Mai, know your limits!"
The mont this was spoken, why did his brow suddenly furrow? Accompanying the words of "Stop, macho man," he paused to glance around.
Wherever his gaze landed, people unconsciously cleared a path.
Then, a dignified man dressed in a red robe with a red beard strode forward with authority. His left arm bore an embroidered insignia marked "Affection."
This was none other than the current master of the Golden "Literary" domain, the female resolver!
The "Literary" pillar seed vaguely aware of the incident—sothing akin to this!
No elaborate theater, just a song, and it passed.
But within the realm where the Spirit Official resided, the elder recounted all relationships and ties back to Yang Tian in detail.
In essence, within the Water Formation Realm, sectors operated akin to the gates of various trades—collaborating, competing, and vying for countless benefits!
Thus, in the vast domain "Literary," what was most taboo was the collusion of its people, or the inability to distinguish the elders of this "Literary" domain by their language!
These things mattered little when they were in the heavens.
Ultimately, he wasn’t part of the new "Gate." The new "Gate" was rely his temporary departure point from Water Formation.
If he could manage to enter Zen Horse Farm this ti, he might pass through and enter the Water Demon Realm by Yang Quan, though he wouldn’t return for a while.
Before ascending, he would rely on his own strength to carve open the spatial channel, joining the legends in returning to Earth.
Secondly, Yang Yi had exceptional wisdom. Naturally, he saw Elder Jian Jian and Jian Sword "Literary"’s unwavering loyalty.
At the sa ti, Elder Ling Jian’s explanation also tied Yang Quan’s heart to the Spirit Sword’s self-combustion, possibly paving the way to beco a "Gate" for the Divine Sword—a suspicious "tumor."
Thus, he waved his hand, gesturing while smiling and saying, "In truth, don’t say such things to . A boyfriend’s ’love itself’ is human nature! I never knew what to do before, but now that I know, might blessings arrive late?"
"Oh my heavens! The Heavenly Venerate laughed! I... have nothing to do with anyone... nothing at all."
Elder Jian Hei quickly wiped away his flushed face, but this betrayal already exposed her true inner thoughts.
...
While Elder Jian Jian conversed toward Xiangyang River, within the sect’s "Gate," the northeast, southeast, southwest corners, and the in-between southeast corner positions were already occupied.
Clearly, in the Jinsui Border’s northeast, southeast, southwest, and four checkpoints, the direction and fire paths were controlled by Chu Zhong’s "Gate," Yang Quan’s "Gate," and remnants from Yu Hui. Aside from those gates, the participants from the Hehuan Gate, Ice River, and Wanhua Valley arrived one after another!
The incoming "Literary" visitor wore incredibly elaborate attire, surpassing even intricate patterns, and evoked forbidden thoughts when gazing upon the lady clad in white.
Yet, when Gold Lingzi appeared for the first ti, she warned the disciples of this "Literary" group, "Don’t judge too much!"
Because compared to Gold Lingzi’s mature appearance, Jin Xianzi understood the strength of "Righteousness" and "Divine Spirit" iling!
The representatives of Kuluchuan Gate were young people in their early thirties, dressed like nimble scholars. anwhile, the godrop "Gate" was explosive in nature.
Although their deanor seed superior to antiquated aesthetics, their manners were stalwart.
From the grain offered by "Flowers" to Wanhua’s grain, Ren Rong’s four stanzas, and the contemporary "Lady" embodying the surna "Moon," complete with the song Moon!
However, the sect head’s tune was paired with the arrival of their elders.
They continually directed their gaze above to the highest celestial spot of the ancient "Gate," where three gemstones symbolizing supre positions rested.
Those represented the highest echelon of the Mathematics World — the locations of the three voices of the leaders!
Moreover, every program from previous years had corresponding comparisons for the three sect hosts.
Therefore, as the three chiefs of "Literary" took up their supre positions, the collective sorrow officially began.
Mont by mont, as dramatic responses unfolded, he remained an observer, much like all assembled.
With the participating sect mbers from various "Gates" revealing themselves, the expected third host remained absent.
But only the highest "Gate" positions had potential for perseverance!
This dragged on for an indeterminate amount of ti.
Two faces furrowed deeply. Amid unforeseen travel, a rare gathering of "Literary" female students arrived to unite "Middle," "Rare," "Culture," and "Flower," all of which led to the sound-based song "Golden Completion Moon" and its taphorical eyes.
Silent but imposing, radiant beauty flirted with ordinariness. Yet, in many people’s eyes, the shadows of these three figures beca mirage-like, gradually materializing at seats symbolic of their positions.
The left marked the frequent leader of Ghost King Heaven Xing; the right designated the venerable Elder of Qing Sect!
In the center, the universally acknowledged figure of Cultivation World—a sole representative—Sword Hero Sect’s Sect Master: Sheng Haijian Lihua!
At their arrival, tumult and awe swept the assembly, with everyone standing to honor the mighty figures!
"Hail the masters of the Three Sects!"
United in drinking, the people’s deanor shifted akin to unrestrained grandeur.
"Why... ’Is Ghost King Sect still short on personnel?’"
This sentence, uttered like a double entendre, altered the mood—painting all expressions with "colors"...
Yang Quan’s aning remained unclear. But unmistakably, the twin-faced figure’s attitude was a direct provocation aid at Tianxing, or even Ghost King Sect!
This infuriated the audience!
Was this suicidal?
One play?
Or rely a fool’s mistake?
Did he realize who stood before him?
It was no less than the pinnacle of Water Formation Realm—the supre gate among the strongest leaders! Ghost King Sect’s Sect Master, Tianxing!
Should Sword Hero Sect’s Sect Master Sheng Shu Yi indeed speak as Qin Xiugui with no sha — the opening line would tie them both to Ming Sect’s Yang Yun.
To challenge the world’s second-ranking powerhouse was akin to courting death!
"Has the new face ’Gate’ lost its mind?" Li Chengye thought comparing such "Gate" speculators ignored the nonsensical hubbub and dispatched fools like Gao Zongzhu from Seoul to stir deliberate chaos within the Great Realm.
"Right, such remarks equate to self-destructive behavior. Also, haven’t Ghost King Sect folks faced enough fatalities? What a joke!"
"Shortly, King Yan or Elder Jian Hei could snuff him out with but a single finger."
"Hold it! I fear this guy will soon be rendered into ’at paste’!"
Big-footed spectators originally sitting alongside the scripture of law gasped, figuratively dismantled from the white backdrop: "Indeed, reality is as it appears...... Watchn discern the accompanint to this ’Grand Grief’—it seems fetidly invasive yet troublingly swift!"
"Noteworthy, he’ll et folly. Even if soone wished to slay another in your presence, well, that’s often Ghost King’s custom with Tianxing!"
anwhile, onlookers exchanged glances at Yang Quan and Tianxing, finding the scene inconceivable.
Lu Ying knew of Yang Quan’s news but bore the detached deanor often crafted by outsiders.
The Cabinet couldn’t abide the tumult, shaking their heads: "Unknown, his belief or so-called na holds no ingenious rit. Clearly, however, killing such a foe right here recklessly wouldn’t translate rational impact! Categorically, Bai Hua dispatched quiet records far removed from nurical conflict; shouldn’t that serve mory enough? Resolved?"
"Yes, Grandmaster!"
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