Ye Chen frowned, a little puzzled for a moment.
At this time, the killing move was coming, and he did not dare to neglect it. He immediately mobilized the reincarnation blood in his body, his pupils turned red, and the boiling power was poured from the meridians of his palm into the Longyuan Heavenly Sword.
Long Yuan's Heavenly Sword made a thundering roar, soared upwards, and faced off against the bright light.
The violent shock wave once again swept through the sky thousands of miles high, causing misery to the people around them. Even if they were not injured, their souls had been shocked by the sword.
The person who drew the sword obviously only used restrained strength and stopped his hand at the last moment. Only then did Ye Chen draw with him.
Despite this, the man in white robe still laughed, his eyes showing uncontrollable admiration.
"Okay! After breaking through the sword formation I set up, you can actually take my shot of the shooting star. Where did you come from? Do you have a sect inheritance? If not, then join me. Temple of Eternity!”
This person's voice was like thunder, and he was laughing up to the sky. It was obvious at a glance that he was a person with a cheerful personality.
After hearing what he said, Ye Chen immediately determined his identity.
The visitor turned out to be the master of the Eternal Temple.
Although he was very depressed in his heart, Ye Chen was still polite, bowed his hands and gave him the honorific title.
He didn't want to expose himself too early and attract too much attention, but now that it was over, he had no choice but to continue acting.
Nangong Yaqing came over with her mouth pouted, her eyes filled with resentment.
"Dad, your sudden sword move shocked me."
"Next time dad won't scare you like this."
Nangong Wentian was smiling brightly. In front of his daughter, he showed no sign of the aura of the master of the Eternal Temple.
Ye Chen stood aside, quite at a loss.
"Good boy, don't be so outspoken. From now on you will be the consort of the Eternal Temple. You have to be nice to my daughter, otherwise I won't be able to spare you."
Nangong Wentian's words made Ye Chen dumbfounded. He didn't want to be a consort, and he didn't want to have too much entanglement with this girl. However, Nangong Wentian's words also made Nangong Yaqin blush. This blush was a sign of amorous feelings. Thousands of kinds, extremely fascinating.
It's a pity that this scenery already belongs to others.
Many young masters felt sorry in their hearts, but they did not dare to show it openly, because there was a peerless killing god standing in front of them.
Despite Nangong Wentian's easy-going appearance and cheerful personality, he has always been known for his decisiveness and ruthlessness in killing.
During the years when the Eternal Temple dominated the Eternal Void, Nangong Wentian's hands were stained with countless amounts of blood, and he stepped on the bones of countless enemies to ascend to the throne. How could such a person be so simple-minded?
"Dad, the Eternal Ceremony is about to begin, why are you running out?"
"I'm here to pick you up. On the way, I noticed something strange happened here. I stopped by to take a look. Okay, the sword formation at the bottom of the lake has been broken. Let's disperse everything that needs to be dispersed."
Nangong Wentian spoke, but others did not dare to disobey, and soon the courtyard became deserted. Nangong Wentian also asked Ye Chen to accompany him to the inner hall of the Eternal Temple.
Ye Chen was a little surprised when he heard this. Because as far as he knew, only the truly strong and giants could enter the inner hall of the Eternal Temple, which symbolized the status of each inviter.
"You are the son-in-law of the Eternal Temple now, why not go home?" Nangong Wentian said with a smile, his tone was very friendly and easy-going.
But Ye Chen would not be fooled by his appearance. This old fox didn't know what he was thinking.
From this point of view, we can only take one step at a time.
Then Nangong Wentian pointed out a way to Ye Chen, which was the passage into the inner hall.
Ye Chen thanked him and walked directly inside.
Before leaving, he saw Nangong Yaqing's face changed a little, and he opened his mouth, but stopped talking.
It wasn't until Ye Chen's figure disappeared into the vine-wrapped passage that Nangong Yaqing turned around, full of confusion.
"Dad, since you know that he is extremely talented in swordsmanship, why did you put him in here? This is not the way to the inner palace at all!"
Nangong Wentian smiled and said nothing. After a long while, he said leisurely.
"I just want to see if he can break through the restrictions inside by using his sword to the extreme. If he can, then I will betroth you to him. From now on, he will also be the new young master of my eternal temple. If he fails, Well... then, just pretend that this person has never appeared."
Nangong Wentian put away the smile on his face and narrowed his eyes. Only then did he take back the sword in his sleeves.
If Ye Chen had resisted even a little bit just now, he would have used coercive measures.
From this perspective, this kid is quite sensible.
…
At the same time, Ren Feifan stepped into the giant door.
His expression became more solemn. What exactly were these layers of protection protecting?
He had a guess, but he wasn't sure.
For a warrior at his level, if he wants to go further, he needs an incredible opportunity.
Even some secret places in the Taishang World may not be suitable for him.
Years of intuition told Ren Feifan that the thing behind this giant door might be built for himself.
What exactly is it?
At this moment, Ren Feifan found himself in a dark world again. He waved his hand in an attempt to shine again with the vision of a blood moon.
But soon, Ren Feifan discovered that he could not use any spiritual power.
Logically speaking, for a being of his level, there shouldn't be such big restrictions in the world.
Just when Ren Feifan was about to let go of his perception, a light appeared in front of him.
A ray of light was set above the sky, and the light fell to the ground and enveloped the body of an old man in white.
The old man in white's cloudy yet clear eyes stared at Ren Feifan with a smile on his lips.
The white eyebrows are drooped, giving people the impression of an immortal who existed in the ancient era.
Ren Feifan also stared at the other person for a long time and said, "If I guessed correctly, you must be the owner of that stone tablet."
The white-browed old man still didn't speak, just looked at Ren Feifan with a smile.
Ren Feifan did not continue to speak, put his hands behind his back, and quietly waited for the other party's answer.
After a full stick of incense, the old man spoke up and said: "I am just a lingering thought. It is the fate of the Ren family. Do you know why I have to wait for you here?"
Ren Feifan narrowed his eyes slightly and said calmly: "You need me."
The old man suddenly laughed, and a bottle of wine condensed in his hand. He waved his big hand again, and a stone table and stone chair appeared.
He found a place to sit down, poured two glasses of wine, and then said to Ren Feifan, "Sit down."
Ren Feifan calmly sat opposite the old man and drank the wine in one gulp.
The old man was quite satisfied and murmured: "Well, you need me, but it's not that I need you, but that the world needs you."
"To be precise, it's you. This mysterious world needs you."
(End of chapter)
