Primordial Divine Emperor-Chapter 25: Sword Saint’s Presence, Dominating the Era

Chapter 25: Chapter 25: Sword Saint’s Presence, Dominating the Era

On the arena.

Ye Xiaofan looked bewildered and suddenly understood the situation.

It seems he really overexerted himself, which led to this scene.

But now, it was too late to say anything. He could only watch as dozens of elderly figures approached him, each gigantic palm slowly descending as if trying to grasp him.

However, just as Ximu and the others were about to approach Ye Xiaofan.

Suddenly.

Boom——!!!

Terrifying auras surged from the peak of the void, everyone was shocked beyond measure.

Ximu and other Sect Elders sensed something, stopping in their tracks and hurriedly retreating.

In the instant that all the Sect Elders flew back, dozens of Ancient Swords tore through the void, landing straight down, inserting themselves around Ye Xiaofan, isolating him, as sword chimes resonated.

Every Ancient Sword emitted a world-destroying Sword Intent, causing cold sweat to drip down the foreheads of the dozens of Elders.

At the same time.

A deep male voice echoed through the sky, reaching the ears of hundreds of thousands, striking directly at their hearts.

"This child was born for the sword, destined with me, let him enter my Lang Lang Sword Dao, to be remembered for eternity!"

The voice was not loud, yet when it fell upon everyone’s ears, it was as if a thunderclap exploded.

Evidently, Sword Saint Dugu Nan couldn’t sit still any longer and directly appeared at the grand tournament venue.

The instant the voice echoed through the void, hundreds of thousands of cultivators heard it and all uniformly looked up to see a figure flash outside Star Moon City, appearing above the Martial Arts Arena in a few teleports.

At the moment they saw clearly that figure, everyone was astonished.

"That is...?"

"Sword Saint!"

"Oh my god, it’s the First Generation Sword Saint."

Dugu Nan’s figure seemed to teleport there almost instantly, as if in the blink of an eye, he was fixed above everyone in the void.

He stood with his hands behind his back, slowly descending, ultimately standing beside Ye Xiaofan, also within the sword circle formed by the dozens of Ancient Swords.

The moment Dugu Nan appeared, hundreds of thousands of cultivators’ expressions changed drastically, with looks of shock.

However, after a brief moment of being stunned, the entire Martial Arts Arena almost in unison bowed, as all cultivators slightly bowed towards that towering figure.

"Greetings, Sword Saint senior!"

"Greetings, Sword Saint senior!"

The various Sect Elders who were just arguing also bowed, eyes filled with irrepressible awe.

Dragon Emperor Sword Saint Dugu Nan, the peak of Sword Dao in Nanming Country, the pinnacle of Sword Dao, once single-handedly blocked hundreds of thousands of masters, turning the tide to save Nanming Country from collapse.

It can be said that the Sword Saint is not only the foremost in Sword Dao within Nanming Country, a living legend, but also a Protector Divine Sword, with extremely terrifying prestige.

Not to mention, this is the Sword Saint’s own hometown, at the moment countless Star Moon City cultivators saw the Sword Saint, their entire bodies trembled, eyes filled with shock.

Dugu Nan stood on the arena, exhaled a deep breath of turbid air, then slightly raised his eyes, slowly scanning the entire scene.

The next moment, he slightly raised his hand, and the entire Martial Arts Arena was instantly filled with swirling Sword Qi.

This Sword Qi was extremely gentle, yet simultaneously helped raise the bent waists of hundreds of thousands of cultivators, allowing everyone to stand straight.

For a moment, hundreds of thousands of cultivators were shocked, at the same time, allowing hundreds of thousands to ’rise’, was an unfathomable means, as long as the Sword Saint was willing, he could instantly turn gentleness to sharpness, probably capable of ending the lives of hundreds of thousands of cultivators in the blink of an eye.

After the Sword Qi raised everyone, Dugu Nan slowly looked towards everyone on the stage, at this moment besides Ye Xiaofan, there were many Sect Elders on the arena.

"This child is destined with me, let him be temporarily accepted into my sect, what do you all think?"

Dugu Nan’s tone was calm, as if he were consulting with everyone present.

The First Generation Sword Saint, with a dignified appearance and a graceful demeanor, though his age had long surpassed countless Elders present, still looked exceptionally elegant, his face unchanged, not at all like an old monster who had lived for hundreds of years, but rather like a graceful youth in his prime.

Only those eyes, filled with the vicissitudes of life, revealed countless marks of time.

"Elder... this..." Upon hearing Dugu Nan’s words, the Elder of the Divine Sword Sect was slightly stunned and instinctively opened his mouth, but his words were abruptly cut short.

This Elder originally wanted to say, ’This is against the rules,’ but reason quickly pulled him back.

However, Dugu Nan slowly turned his head, gazing quietly at the Divine Sword Sect Elder: "What? Does Elder Mu also wish to compete with me?"

"Senior, Mu Yan dares not." Mu Yan was startled by the voice, cold sweat dripping from his forehead, instantly trembling with fear.

Seeing this, Dugu Nan then turned his gaze to the other Sect Elders, everywhere his gaze reached, all the Sect Elders appeared as if facing a formidable enemy, their faces pale, all bowing their heads and saying: "We all rely on the Senior’s decision."

Dugu Nan nodded upon hearing this, quite satisfied with Mu Yan and the others’ reactions, then turned his gaze to Ye Xiaofan.

"Young Ye Xiaofan, greetings to the Senior." Ye Xiaofan was not foolish; he immediately bowed again, giving a deep salute to Dugu Nan.

Dugu Nan nodded, then let out a slow sigh, as if lamenting the past, or perhaps telling Ye Xiaofan: "In my life, I’ve made countless enemies, anyone connected to me will inevitably be affected. If you take me as your master, it will be even more so. From now on, formidable enemies will certainly surround you. Child, are you willing to join my sect?"

"Disciple Xiaofan, pays respects to Master." Before Dugu Nan had finished speaking, Ye Xiaofan immediately knelt on the ground and gave Dugu Nan a deep bow.

"Hmm, good, good, cough cough, cough cough cough..." Upon seeing this, Dugu Nan was very gratified, but after speaking, his face suddenly turned pale and weak, his body swaying, coughing continuously.

"Senior?"

"Master?"

Mu Yan and others, along with Ye Xiaofan, looked on with eyes full of concern.

Dugu Nan then gently waved his hand, signaling to everyone that nothing was wrong, and continued to look at Ye Xiaofan: "Get up, you don’t need to overly worry. Your Master won’t die just yet. As long as my breath holds, strong enemies won’t dare to act recklessly. You can focus on your cultivation."

The First Generation Sword Saint, the pinnacle of Sword Dao, even amidst the turmoil, his terrifying deterrence was still enough to intimidate all enemies. As long as Dugu Nan was alive for a day, he could hold them at bay.

"Yes, disciple remembers." Ye Xiaofan slightly nodded in agreement, not concerned about the formidable enemies surrounding him. This is a world where the strong are revered; naturally, reaching higher comes with stepping over countless bones to prove one’s path.

Dugu Nan nodded at this sight, pondering for a moment, then turned sideways to Mu Yan: "Mu Yan."

"Mu Yan is here." Hearing Dugu Nan call for him, Mu Yan immediately bowed in response.

Dugu Nan coughed slightly again, stabilizing himself: "In the name of the Divine Sword Sect, proclaim to the Eight Desolate Four Seas, from this day forth, this child will be my sole inheritance disciple. Let the peers compete, and let the elders show due respect."

"Yes, Mu Yan accepts the order!"

Mu Yan bowed repeatedly. Dugu Nan is from the Divine Sword Sect, and Ye Xiaofan becoming a disciple of the Sword Saint naturally counts as being a disciple of the Divine Sword Sect. Proclaiming this in the name of the Divine Sword Sect to the Eight Desolate Four Seas is not inappropriate.

Moreover, Dugu Nan’s influence in the Divine Sword Sect is not any less than that of the Sect Leader. Even those few Supreme Elders have to show some respect to the Sword Saint, which is more about fearing his power than mere courtesy. For Dugu Nan to order a minor Outer Sect Elder is quite easy.

After speaking, Dugu Nan pondered for a moment and then added: "Also, tell them, if any senior disregards his status and acts against Fan’Er, I will wield my sword in person. If Fan’Er loses a hair because of them, I will sever one of their geniuses; if Fan’Er loses a finger, I will sever their generation of inheritance; if Fan’Er falls because of them, I will annihilate their legacy."

Rumble!

As soon as these words were spoken, a thunderbolt tore through the night sky, shocking everyone present. Even Ye Xiaofan couldn’t help but raise his head slightly, feeling a warm current flow through his heart; this was the first person besides his aunt and sister who genuinely cared about his life and death.

It was evident.

Dugu Nan’s purpose in doing this was to remove any future worries, warning the old cultivators of the Eight Desolate Four Seas that no matter what happens in the future, if they want to make a move against his disciple, it can only be a peer. If an elder wants to act, they must consider whether they can withstand the wrath of the Sword Saint.

A day as a master, a lifetime as a father. Dugu Nan wouldn’t interfere with how the younger generation geniuses fought, as he wouldn’t be able to. If his disciple were killed by a peer, it would be because he was not strong enough, and dying would bring disgrace. But if an elder made a move, Dugu Nan would step out to protect his disciple.

After explaining this matter, Dugu Nan slowly turned around, looking quietly at Ye Xiaofan: "I came in a hurry, there’s nothing I can give you."

After saying this, Dugu Nan slightly raised his hand, his five fingers slightly spread.

Suddenly.

Clang—!!!

All around, the winds and clouds changed dramatically, and the sword hum was like a tide, causing countless cultivators to suddenly raise their heads, their eyes full of shock.