Chapter 1037 - Entering the Hidden Sword Hall
As the time flew by, the news of Tang Huan ringing the bell spread out at the fastest speed possible. The entire Hidden Sword Mountain and Yan Yang City were boiling.
It was the first time in history that a "Sword Sovereign" had sounded out during the "Hidden Sword Ceremony"; it was the first time in history that a "Sword Sovereign" had passed the examination in the shortest amount of time possible; it was the first time in history that a "Sword Sovereign" had both the status of a Weapon Refiner and a Gem Synthetic Master!
In less than a day's time, Tang Huan had actually created many records of this "Hidden Sword Grand Ceremony" in the Pure Yang Sword Sect.
If nothing unexpected happened, the next Sect Master of Pure Yang Sword Sect would undoubtedly be Tang Huan. With the talent and potential that Tang Huan had displayed, he might be able to bring the Pure Yang Sword Sect to an unprecedented level of glory one day. Because of this, many cultivators were in high spirits.
The sky gradually brightened as more and more cultivators began to resonate with the sword intent.
On the fourth day of the grand ceremony, a second person had finally reached the summit and rung the ancient bell. That person was none other than Mei Ying Luo. On the fifth day, another person went up to the bell. That person was the one who had caused the resonance of his sword intent - He Ming. On the seventh day, Yu Qingge went up to the bell!
Tang Huan, Mei Yingluo, He Ming, Yu Qingge … In seven days, the four of them went to the top and rang the bell.
This result shocked countless people.
In the past "Hidden Sword Ceremony", it was already good that one person could reach the top. The chances of two people appearing was very slim. Sometimes, not even one person could reach the top. But this time, there were four of them, and there were quite a few cultivators very close to the peak.
Tang Huan's performance seemed to have stimulated the others to display an astonishing potential, to the point that this "Hidden Sword Grand Ceremony" had become the most successful and dazzling event in history.
At the end of the ceremony, Sect Master Yi, Wei Xuanzhao, Meng Xingshu and the other Elders of the seven sects were all smiling from ear to ear, with joy that could hardly be concealed between their brows.
The outstanding performance of the younger generation meant that the seniors of their sect were also proud.
"Tang Huan, this is the sword tablet of the 'Sword Sovereign'. With it, you can enter the Hidden Sword Pavilion! Here, take it! " Inside the Heavenly Sword Hall at the peak of Hidden Sword Mountain, Xi Yi looked at Tang Huan with a beaming smile as he handed the jade tablet over to him.
At this moment, a dozen or so people were gathered in palace.
Other than Sect Chairman Yi, Wei Xuan Pavilion, Meng Xing Chun, and the other Elders of the seven great tribes, there were also the newly selected Sword Sovereign Tang Huan, as well as Mei Yingluo, He Ming, Yu Qingge and the other seven Sword Sovereigns.
"Yes sir!"
After Tang Huan heard this, he quickly caught the jade tablet.
Just like the Great Clan Elder's sword tablet, the jade tablet was also round. One could hold it with one hand, and countless lines on the front of the jade tablet would interweave to form the shape of a sword. The difference was that the jade tablet was white like snow, and on the back of the jade tablet, those dense lines would form the word "Monarch."
The hidden meaning within the jade token was not sword intent, but the source meaning of sword intent.
The existence of the essence, the runes within the jade tablet seemed to come to life as the 'Monarch' character and the sword-shaped pattern seemed to rise up from within the jade tablet.
Looking at Tang Huan's jade tablet, Mei Yingluo, He Ming and the rest were filled with envy.
The Sword Sovereign was the future head of the Sword Faction. Even after meeting the Great Elder of the seven divisions, he still sat on equal ground and performed the same etiquette. In the future, the successor to the sect leader would wield the power to decide the life and death of the entire sect. Even those extremely powerful supreme elders would not so easily defy the sect leader's wishes.
Although the current Little Sword Sovereign could also become the grand elder of the seven great sects in the future, he was still incomparable to the head of the sect.
As his gaze swept across Mei Yingluo, He Ming and the rest, Xi Yi grinned and said, "Tang Huan still has another identity. The seven Great Elders already know that all of you are the future Great Elders, so you should know as well. That was … Tang Huan is the disciple of the Wind Division's great elder, Senior Hu Chan, two thousand years ago! "
As he spoke till here, Xi Yi's expression was filled with emotion. "Based on seniority, even this old man has to address Tang Huan as Ancestral Master."
"What?"
Mei Yingluo, He Ming and Yu Qingge were all stunned. They looked at Tang Huan in shock, the disciple of the Wind Sect's Great Elder two thousand years ago?
This seniority is too outrageous!
If one really had to calculate it based on seniority, forget about Sect Chairman Yi and the seven great elders, even the oldest Grand Elder would be addressed as an ancestor by Tang Huan!
He thought that Tang Huan was only from Tiger Clan, but he never expected that he would actually hide such an identity!
Mei Yingluo and the rest did not doubt Xi Yi's words at all. Since he dared to say something like this, he must have long since confirmed Tang Huan's origins.
However, this news came too suddenly, causing everyone to be shocked. In the blink of an eye, Tang Huan had become the person with the highest seniority in the Pure Yang Sword Sect!
As long as you know about this matter, it's good that you don't have to spread it!
"Yes sir!"
"..."
In the early morning of the next day, Tang Huan once again ascended the mountain peak, following the stone steps. On his shoulder, Jiu Ling was curiously looking around.
After entering the Forging God Great World, the shackles that had been binding it all this time seemed to have disappeared without a trace. When he returned to Yan Yang City, Tang Huan had left it outside the city to cultivate. When he summoned it back this morning, it was already from a tribulation that he had levelled up to a profound realm.
Tang Huan reckoned that in a few more days, it would have the strength of the second form.
In a short period of time, the strength of Nine Spirits would surely increase crazily, and surpassing that would only be a matter of time. Regarding this, Tang Huan wished for nothing, the stronger the nine spirits, the more help they would give him.
After a moment, Tang Huan passed through the bottom of the ancient bell, and arrived in front of the Hidden Sword Hall.
After the ancient bell had rang, Tang Huan quickly went down the mountain and did not stay there for long. However, he carefully observed the pavilion for a moment. This building was not considered tall, only about twenty meters or so, and it did not take up a lot of space, only about ten meters in radius. The building had three floors, but there were no doors or windows to access it, and the building seemed to be carved out of a huge piece of white jade, containing a terrifying sword intent.
If he tried to barge in, he would definitely be rejected. If he wanted to enter, he could only rely on the Swordlord's sword-token. As a result, when he was just a meter away from the pavilion, Tang Huan activated his True Essence and activated the sword token.
"Buzz!"
In the light hum, a dense white luster emitted out, enveloping Tang Huan within, and the sword token's source energy surged out, revolving around Tang Huan's body. Tang Huan's footsteps did not stop. When the white light made contact with the pavilion, the walls started to fluctuate slightly.
In the blink of an eye, Tang Huan was trapped within the walls of the pavilion, and after a moment, he discovered that he was inside the Hidden Sword Hall. He stopped pouring his true essence into the sword, and the white glow and the original meaning and meaning on his body rapidly faded away. Soon, the majestic and boundless sword intent came surging over.