Supreme Divine Book

On the pavilion's stone platform, lively fish were swimming happily in the pond.    

    

Yu Fenglan quietly looked at a spot, her beautiful eyes rippling. The jade pendant with the word 'Chang' carved on it was held tightly in her palm, and her knuckles were slightly white.    

    

If it was anyone else, they would definitely not have dared to say such words to her.    

    

However, the other party was Xiao Xiao, the person who knew Yu Fenglan the best in the Sacred Gate.    

    

The two shared a deep friendship with each other.    

    

It was known to all back then that the Holy Maiden Tianxuan and the Holy Maiden of Kaihuang did not get along, and under the various contradictions, the relationship between the two became even worse.    

    

Later on, when the Sacred Gate received the news that the The Supreme Divine Diagram was in the Sealing Coffin, the Holy Maiden of Kaihuang took the initiative to request for them to head over. Holy Maiden Tianxuan insisted on accompanying her. In the eyes of countless people, Yu Fenglan's goal was to strive for success. However, Xiao Xiao knew that this was not her intention …    

    

Another sigh!    

    

Yu Fenglan's red lips opened slightly, and said gently, "No matter what, Yan Chang has still died by my hands."    

    

"Then what about Tian Juan? Why do you have to resist the care in your heart? " Xiao Xiao Yu gently clenched her hands as a sense of helplessness emerged from her eyebrows.    

    

"I don't know." Yu Fenglan replied.    

    

"How could you not know? You are Tian Juan's … "    

    

"Stop talking."    

    

Yu Fenglan interrupted him with a soft voice, "You may leave!"    

    

"Alright! Let's not talk about these things anymore. The Templar's Great Examination will be in three months. As the leader of the Four Holy Maiden, you should be attending. Also, this year's new disciples had good qualifications. This is especially true for the one who took down the champion of the competition. To be honest, you might not even believe it, but he actually equal the record you and the Holy Son of Heaven Shrouding set in the Holy Crystal Tower. "    

    

Xiao Xiao did not continue because she realized that Yu Fenglan was not listening to her at all.    

    

His quiet gaze stopped somewhere else, as if deep in thought.    

    

The golden sunlight shone down onto Yu Fenglan's unparalleled beauty, and her snow-white skin seemed to become transparent. Her beautiful and elegant temperament revealed a hint of melancholy, but also a heartbreaking beauty.    

    

Xiao Xiao sighed as she turned around and left.    

    

In the following period of time, the whole Holy Gate's atmosphere became exceptionally lively.    

    

The first was that the rumors of the s of the Nine Heavens Pavilion and the Sacred Gate's' Hundred Year Rites of the Sword 'had long ago spread like wildfire. It wasn't just the entire Sacred Gate that knew about this matter, the news had also spread throughout the entire Star Continent.    

    

Many experts from first-rate sects had come uninvited and gathered at the sacred door.    

    

There was one more thing, and that was that the once every twenty years examination of the Templar was about to begin.    

    

This was also a very important ceremony for the people who came down from the Sacred Gate. It was said that at that time, the eight highest powerhouses of the Temple would all attend the ceremony.    

    

Just the thought of it in the middle of the conversation was enough to know how vast the scene was.    

    

In the blink of an eye, a month quietly passed by.    

    

At the back mountain of Merak Hall!    

    

Han Chen who was floating on the surface of the lake slowly opened his eyes.    

    

"Still not enough!"    

    

Han Chen felt that he had already reached a bottleneck, although in this one month, he had experienced all kinds of enlightenment. However, he still felt that something was missing.    

    

If he did not grab hold of this, Han Chen would never be able to break free of this shackle and become a saint in the sword.    

    

"Forget it, let nature take its course!" Han Chen stood up, slowly let out a breath of relief, and softly muttered, "Today is the day the Gold Rain Sword Saint and the Returning Sword Saint will 'meet each other,' so it's time to go to the Proud Sword Peak!"    

    

Han Chen was looking forward to the pinnacle of battles between the two Sword Saints.    

    

Without hesitation, he turned into a streak of light and disappeared.    

    

When Han Chen arrived at the Ao Sword Mountain, it was still about half an hour away from noon.    

    

But at this very moment, guests from all eight directions had already gathered at the summit.    

    

It was a black mass of people. There was a sea of people.    

    

Other than the members of the Sacred Gate, there were also experts from other sects in the Star Continent.    

    

Ao Jian Feng was no longer able to stand. Many experts were already standing in the surrounding space. Even Great Elder Fu Shan, Senior Elder Chi Song, Xiao Xiao and many other important figures of the Sacred Gate were casually choosing a place to watch the battle.    

    

In today's situation, everyone was just an audience.    

    

The only protagonists were the Gold Rain Sword Saint and the Returning Sword Saint!    

    

While the crowd was waiting patiently, they were also pointing their fingers and discussing in whispers.    

    

"Which Sword Saint are you talking about?"    

    

"Is there a need to say it? Of course I support the Returning Sword Saint s of our sect. "    

    

"Ever since I entered the sacred door, I have never seen Returning Sword Saint take action! And the feeling he gave me, was not that of a sword cultivator. Every time I look at Returning Sword Saint, I don't feel the slightest bit of sword intent from him. On the other hand, Gold Rain Sword Saint's aura is truly powerful. "    

    

"I feel the same way."    

    

During this past month, Gold Rain Sword Saint Shen Chao had always been sitting on the gigantic statue of the sword in the Everlasting Sword Discourse Arena.    

    

No matter if it was the wind or the sun, or the rain or the frost, he did not leave even half a step.    

    

Shen Chao maintained the same posture as a month ago, his eyes closed. With his right hand holding the sword, he pointed the sword downwards towards the stone surface. It was as motionless as a boulder.    

    

Golden rain lingered around its body, enveloping an area of ten meters around it. It gently danced in the air, as if it was falling in splendor.    

    

"Boom boom boom!"    

    

When noon arrived, a dazzling white pillar of light descended from the sky. With the power of a white rainbow that pierced the sun, it landed on another hundred meter tall sword sculpture on the stage.    

    

An aura as boundless as a mountain swept out in all directions.    

    

The dust and stone fragments on the stage instantly flew in all directions.    

    

Everyone was startled, Gold Rain Sword Saint Shen Chao suddenly opened his eyes, two rays of light shooting out from his eyes.    

    

"The Returning Sword Saint is here!"    

    

"I have finally waited for this moment."    

    

"I can't help but be excited!"    

    

The atmosphere suddenly became restless.    

    

Countless pairs of eyes filled with anticipation, all gathered in the air above the gigantic sword sculpture. In the next moment, the dazzling white pillar of light rapidly withdrew downward. A middle-aged man in his forties astonishingly appeared before everyone's eyes.    

    

This was an ordinary-looking man that couldn't be considered handsome.    

    

Compared to the Gold Rain Sword Saint in front of him, he could not feel the slightest bit of sharpness and sharpness that a sword cultivator should have, from the former.    

    

Gold Rain Sword Saint Shen Chao slowly stood up. He was dressed in black, had a grave and stern appearance, and his posture was as straight as the sharp sword in his hand, unyielding and unyielding.    

    

"Nine Heavens Pavilion, Shen Chao, we are here for the Hundred Year Agreement!"    

    

Each word was like a needle, swift and fierce like a sword.    

    

Returning Sword Saint's aura suddenly soared, his throat gently rolled as he coldly replied.    

    

"The holy gate, Zang Xiu, specially arranged to meet you!"