Supreme Divine Book

"Not only Dong Fangyue, but I also want to seek advice from Gold Rain Sword Saint."    

    

From the crowd, a middle-aged man with an extraordinary demeanor walked steadily towards the stage.    

    

Xi Cheng Feng had been defeated in front of everyone by Gold Rain Sword Saint Shen Chao. In order to protect the dignity of the holy gate, Dong Fang Yue stepped forward without hesitation, intending to save the situation.    

    

Shen Chao looked up slightly, and replied indifferently: "I have long heard of the great name of Sword Saint Dong. Since you are so interested, I am willing to fight with you. "    

    

Compared to the Western City Wind, Shen Chao's tone seemed to have not changed at all.    

    

His polite words were filled with indifference.    

    

"Buzz buzz!"    

    

An icy cold wind blew drearily, and the dust and sand on the stage fluttered in the air. A sharp aura was released from Dong Fangyue's body.    

    

However, just at this moment, a figure with a powerful aura flashed over from the sky.    

    

"Everyone stop!"    

    

A heavy and furious shout exploded like thunder, causing everyone's eardrums to vibrate.    

    

"Elder Chi Song!"    

    

Everyone around were startled, the one who came was Clan Elder Chi Song.    

    

This Elder Chi Song and Gold Rain Sword Saint are old acquaintances, the two of them had originally hosted the Hundred Year Rites of the Thousand Veins Martial Arts Competition together with Palace Head Yu Xiu of Illusory Sky Sect.    

    

And inside the sacred door, Elder Chi Song was also one of the more authoritative Senior Elder s.    

    

Chi Song stood in the air above the stage, his eyes swept across Xi Cheng Feng and Dong Fangyue's bodies, and couldn't help but frown. Then, he said in a clear voice.    

    

"Great Clan Elder has ordered us to not allow any of the Sword Saint Elders in our sect to be rude to Gold Rain Sword Saint. and even more so, do not challenge the Gold Rain Sword Saint without permission. "In addition …"    

    

Chi Song's gaze turned towards Shen Chao who was standing on top of the enormous sword, and said, "At noon in one month, Returning Sword Saint will punctually make his appointment."    

    

"Boom!"    

    

As soon as he said that, the crowd went into an uproar.    

    

At the same time, an overwhelming majority of people had expressions of strong anticipation on their faces.    

    

In other words, one month later. As the two most influential Sword Saints in the Nine Heavens Pavilion and the Sacred Gate, they would have to engage in a fierce battle. This scene wasn't something that could be seen just by looking at it.    

    

The orders of the Great Elder were very timely.    

    

West City Wind. Dong Fangyue and the other Sword Saints from the Sacred Gate left the stage with some dissatisfaction.    

    

"It's great that Returning Sword Saint is able to make it." Shen Chao said indifferently.    

    

Chi Song nodded his head, and then slightly raised his hand, "Gold Rain Sword Saint, our sect has already prepared a good room for you to rest in."    

    

"No need, I'll wait here."    

    

"This …"    

    

But seeing Shen Chao's resolute expression, Chi Song knew that it was the same if he continued, so he did not insist. Fine! I will send a few disciples to receive you here later. If you have any instructions, you can tell them! "    

    

Shen Chao slightly nodded, then closed his eyes and entered into a state of meditation.    

    

The golden drizzle floating around him gradually returned to its previous tranquility.    

    

The people from the sacred door that had gathered at Ling Jian Mountain scattered amidst the noisy discussion.    

    

After the shock of the Gold Rain Sword Saint defeating West City Wind Sword, what was left for everyone to look forward to was the battle between the two Sword Saints one month later.    

    

Leaving Ling Jian Feng, Han Chen was on his way to the back mountain of Merak Hall, constantly repeating in his mind Shen Chao's incomparably powerful, shocking sword strike.    

    

The power of that sword strike was truly worthy of admiration.    

    

As for Han Chen, who had his own understanding of sword arts, he seemed to have caught a glimpse of something earlier. However, that beam of light disappeared in a flash and soon disappeared without a trace, leaving behind only fragments that Han Chen found difficult to comprehend.    

    

At that moment, Han Chen really wanted to find Gold Rain Sword Saint to ask him some questions regarding sword cultivation.    

    

But just by thinking about it, he knew that it was almost impossible for Shen Chao to bring it up. After all, none of the Sword Saints would casually reveal the sword intent they had comprehended, unless they were the direct disciples of their opponent.    

    

As he pondered, Han Chen had already arrived at the back mountain of the Merak Hall.    

    

The endless lush green mountain range was just like an Azure Dragon crawling on the ground.    

    

An abundant immortal mist shrouded the area. It was as vast as a sea of smoke, making it seem like a paradise on earth. From far away in the mountains, the roars of unknown beasts could be heard from time to time, filling this beautiful area with a mysterious aura.    

    

Han Chen looked over, he could not even see a few people.    

    

Even if there were, they were all in the distant regions and could only vaguely make out a few black dots.    

    

Han Chen liked this kind of quiet environment more. At the very least, while he was cultivating, he wouldn't be disturbed by anyone.    

    

Han Chen flew above the mountain range, planning to find a suitable place to cultivate.    

    

Suddenly, a lake appeared in the two miles or so ahead of them. The clear water was surrounded by lush forest trees and trees. The environment was beautiful and the scenery was pleasant. It was like a paradise.    

    

"There it is."    

    

Han Chen's figure moved, flying towards that direction.    

    

Just as Han Chen arrived, he discovered a weak Qi.    

    

The cultivation of Heavenly Completion Stage?    

    

Han Chen raised his handsome brows, could there still be such a weak existence in the Sacred Gate?    

    

Then, when Han Chen recognized it clearly, he was immediately stunned. He saw a little boy squatting by the lake. This little boy looked to be about five or six years old.    

    

It was a very adorable boy with delicate features. His bright eyes were focused on his pair of small hands.    

    

It was not strange for a child to appear in the holy gate.    

    

After all, amongst the tens of thousands of geniuses in the Sacred Gate, there were men and women who became Dao-companions. The Sacred Gate did not object to the combination of male and female disciples. After all, those who were able to enter the Martial Arts Holy Land were all people with extremely high talents.    

    

With good parents combined, their children would naturally inherit good bloodlines. It wasn't a bad thing.    

    

Therefore, there was no lack of Dao-companions within the sect who would give birth to children and bring along examples of cultivators. It was just that Han Chen didn't pay attention to it usually.    

    

However, what truly surprised Han Chen was that, as a five or six-year-old child, no matter how strong the innate talent was, even if the bloodline was outstanding. And it was impossible for him to have the cultivation of Heavenly Completion Stage.    

    

And that little boy by the lake, his cultivation had already reached the late stage of Heavenly Completion Stage.    

    

When he was five or six years old, he was still hugging his parents and acting like a spoiled child. This little boy already had such strength, it was inconceivable just by thinking about it.    

    

The little boy did not notice Han Chen's arrival and continued to focus on his two cute little hands.    

    

Han Chen carefully examined the other party's body, and when he saw the other party's actions, he was once again shocked.    

    

He saw a crystal clear ball of water floating in the middle of the boy's hands.    

    

"Gulp!"    

    

The water ball was constantly changing into various shapes between his small hands. One moment it was a sphere, the next it was a cube, the next it became the shape of a small rabbit …    

    

"This is?"    

    

Even Han Chen was stunned, the accuracy of this fellow's control over the Spirit Qi was even greater than some long habitat experts.    

    

Han Chen rubbed his eyes again, confirming that he had not seen wrongly.    

    

It was indeed a five or six-year-old little boy. He had a late stage Heavenly Completion Stage cultivation, and his control over martial energy was in no way inferior to martial cultivation's.    

    

Han Chen was secretly amazed, what kind of parents could give birth to such an outstanding child?    

    

"Roar!"    

    

Suddenly, a low and deep roar of a fierce beast attacked.    

    

The boy, who was affected by the attack, jumped in fright. The ball of water in front of him exploded with a "pa" sound, and the cool water splashed all over his face.    

    

The little boy wiped the water off his face and turned around.    

    

"Bam!"    

    

The huge tree was torn apart, and it fell to the ground.    

    

In the next moment, a huge beast that was dozens of meters tall stepped on a tree.    

    

Han Chen raised his brows. He saw that this was a 'Ghost Face Mountain Demon' fierce beast, with the strength of around the second level of long habitat. It was definitely not something that the little boy could deal with.    

    

However, Han Chen did not have any intention to attack in a hurry, because even though the little boy was nervous, he was not afraid in the slightest. This made Han Chen curious to see what kind of ability he had to be able to face the Demonic Face Mountain Demon Beast and remain calm in the face of danger.    

    

"Roar!"    

    

The Ghost Face Mountain Demon stared at the little boy by the lake with an ominous glint in his eyes, and a foul stench of saliva flowed down along his sharp fangs.    

    

The young boy's childish face tightened as he slowly retreated backwards.    

    

"Roar!"    

    

The Ghost Face Mountain Demon's mouth opened, and a dense shockwave swept out. Sand and rocks flew everywhere, and a thick layer of soil hung off the ground. The wide surface of the water set off waves of excitement.    

    

The boy had both hands in front of him, but he did not take a step back.    

    

Han Chen who was observing from the dark was even more surprised. The power of the shockwaves that the Ghost Face Mountain Demon had unleashed was not something that his Heavenly Completion Stage could withstand.    

    

But very quickly, Han Chen discovered the reason. A layer of faint halo of light floated around the little boy's body. It was like a sand shadow, like a mist, and it was like a divine rainbow lingering around his body. It was extremely stable, completely blocking all of the power outside.    

    

"Top-grade divine armor?"    

    

Seeing this scene, Han Chen was once again shocked and even more convinced that the little boy's parents were not ordinary people. Even in the Holy Gate, the number of people who could take out a top-grade divine tool could be counted on one hand.    

    

Although the top-grade armour blocked the Ghost Face Mountain Demon's shock wave, the little boy was still knocked to the ground by the opponent's aura and fell into the water.    

    

The little boy quickly got up, and without caring about his wet body, he took out a sharp treasured sword and pointed it at the Demonic Face Mountain Demon.    

    

The length of the treasured sword was even greater than the boy's height.    

    

Her two small hands tightly gripped the hilt of her sword, and the tip of the sword faced Demon Ghost Face Mountain Demon, gritting her teeth as she said, "I'm not afraid of you. If you have the ability, come over here!"    

    

The sharp treasured sword emitted a little bit of the radiance of the stars.    

    

Looking at the treasured sword in the boy's hand, Han Chen's pupils suddenly shrank to the size of a needle, his eyes opened wide, his face was filled with disbelief.    

    

Stellar Sword!    

    

This was the gift he had given to Yu Fenglan back then.