The Sect Master Ascension Ceremony was still going on for a day and a night. There were too many people participating and the ceremony was extremely complicated.
It was time to present the gifts.
The emperors and princes of the large nations led the sect leaders and the family leaders of the cultivation families onto the stage. They kowtowed to Jiang Tianxing three times and nine times and presented congratulatory gifts.
"The Ice Pole Country congratulates the Sect Master of the Taichu Sect on his ascension. We hope that your power will last forever and you will live for ten thousand years. We present ten Dinghai Pearls, a thousand kilograms of Dark Ice Jade, snow lotus … "
"The Black Scale Demons of the Beiyu Island of the Ice Pole Country present …"
"The Xuan Tian Sect of the Ice Pole Country congratulates …"
While the various sects, clans, and City Lords of the Ice Pole Nation were congratulating Jiang Tian and presenting gifts to him.
A loud voice suddenly came from the sky.
"Sword Saint Wang Xiancao, the Palace Master of the Sword Palace in the South, is here to visit the Sect Master of the Taichu Sect!"
The voice was sharp like a peerless Heavenly Sword. It seemed to be able to destroy the earth and destroy the giant cities. The entire Maolin City trembled.
Everyone's mind was in chaos, and their faces were filled with panic.
Wang Xiancao!
A Sword Saint!
It was said that he had entered the Dao with the sword and had formed a sixth-grade Golden Core three hundred years ago.
His Golden Core was like a sword and was extremely sharp. In the past few years, he had defeated more than a dozen large sects and families in the South. He had even destroyed three giant cities and many orthodoxies. Finally, the Sword Palace became famous!
He was fierce and his hands were stained with blood. In the South, the Sword Palace he founded had become one of the top five orthodoxies. Even the Tingyu Tower didn't dare to underestimate him!
Mou Bohu's face changed and he complained.
He had heard that Jiang Tian and his disciple Tang Linglong had killed the Elder of the Sword Palace, Fairy Lan Dai. He was probably here to fight.
Some of the stronger cultivators even saw the Sword Qi formed by the sound waves coming at them from all directions.
The array patterns on the city wall were activated and shone brightly, but they were no match for it. The sound wave swords cut open a hundred-meter gap.
The Sword Qi was like a rainbow and the sun, pressing down on the blue sky. It was so dense that it covered the sky and the sun. It poured down on the square and was directly aimed at Jiang Tian.
"That sound wave can kill Foundation Establishment cultivators!"
Many people exclaimed. Many Sect Masters, City Lords and members of the royal family were scared out of their wits.
This was a peerless ferocious person whose ferocious name had already spread throughout the entire West Earth. He had the power to massacre cities and destroy countries. Even the monarch of a country would tremble with fear when he saw him, like a mouse that had seen a cat.
Wang Xian Grass was indeed domineering and sharp!
He seemed to be introducing himself, but in fact, he was attacking first. He wanted to gain the upper hand by a show of strength and give Jiang Tian a show of strength.
"Master!"
Mou Hongdie's face changed drastically. She squeezed Jiang Tian's big hand tightly. Her palm was covered in cold sweat.
"Your Excellency's voice is really loud!"
Jiang Tian's eyes flashed with a trace of mockery. He smiled indifferently and shook his sleeves lightly, as if he didn't see the sound wave sword rain at all.
Suddenly, an invisible air wave swept up like a raging sea and collided with the sound wave sword rain.
Boom, boom, boom, the sound wave sword rain instantly collapsed, exploding in the air.
When the smoke dissipated, the crowd saw many experts stepping on rainbows, passing through the crack in the City Protection Array and landing on the square.
Wang Xian Grass looked to be in his thirties. He wore a blood-red robe and carried a blood-red longsword on his back. His entire person was like a blood-red peerless heavenly sword that was bloodthirsty and cold.
However, in the crowd, the powerful Wang Xian Grass was only third. There were two other experts in front of him.
The one in front was a red-haired man in a fiery-red robe. This man was tall and strong, and he was filled with a violent aura. There were red patterns in the shape of flames on his face.
His eyes were wide open, and occasionally, flames would flicker. On his chest, there was an eye-catching flame embroidery in the shape of a red lotus. It looked like a real flame.
"Wang Xian Grass is the Palace Lord of the Sword Palace. He is known as the Peerless Sword God. Who can be above him?"
Many low-level cultivators were shocked and puzzled.
"It's the Fire Worship Sect's disciple, Fire Beacon Master!"
However, some people had recognized him and were uneasy. The Extreme Frost Crown Prince even whispered while trembling.
"What? Fire Worship Sect's disciple! Fire Beacon Master! "
Countless people present were horrified and moved.
The Fire Worship Sect was the number one orthodoxy in the Western Region!
Its power shook the entire Scorching Desert and it was ranked second in the vast Western Earth. It was only second to the Golden Roc Temple and was superior to the Longevity Sect.
The Fire Worship Sect's disciples cultivated the Red Lotus Earthly Fire. It was said that a single fire could burn down a city with endless power.
A disciple was even more incredible!
To become a disciple, one had to go through many tests. From an inner disciple to an elite disciple, then to a direct disciple, their talents and knowledge were one in a million.
Moreover, they had to be an elder for around ten years to train their management skills and contribute to the sect. Only then could they become a disciple!
They were the elites of the elites and would inherit the sect master's position in the future!
Rumor has it that Fire Beacon Master originally had a secular name, but one year, there was a natural disaster in the Western Region and they didn't worship the Fire Worship Sect.
In a fit of rage, he burned ten cities to ashes, killed millions of people, and exterminated several members of the royal family. This scared the emperors of the Western Region so much that they hurriedly sold everything they had, including the treasures in the imperial palace, in order to pay three times the usual annual tribute.
From then on, whenever he traveled the world, all the countries and cities would act as if they were facing a great enemy. They would ignite their fire beacons and send messages. Emperors would come from a hundred miles away to greet him. They would kneel and kowtow three times and nine times before calling him the Red Lotus Fire God.
Because of this, he had the fierce name of Fire Beacon Master.
Even the Crown Prince of Extreme Frost would have to run a hundred miles away when he saw a godson with such a powerful cultivation base and a monstrous background. He was like a mouse that had seen a cat, not daring to fight him head-on.
Behind Fire Beacon Master, there was a young cultivator with delicate features and an ethereal aura. He wore a blue robe.
His aura was neither hot nor cold, but his aura was faintly on par with Fire Beacon Master. Everyone carefully looked and became startled.
"The Young Lord of the Tingyu Pavilion! Xiao Qinghe! "
This person was the direct disciple of the Tingyu Pavilion's Lord, Xiao Lengyu. However, it was said that he condensed his Golden Core before the age of one hundred. Now, he should have the strength of a late-stage Golden Core cultivator. He rarely fought, making him even more mysterious and terrifying.
In addition, there were experts like the Abbot of the Devil Cliff Temple in the crowd. Each of them was at least a late-stage Golden Core cultivator. It could be said that a great army was pressing in. Together, they were far more powerful than the many elders and guest elders of the Longevity Sect.
Seeing this, Fairy Luo Mei was frightened and trembled all over.
Two of the four orthodoxies had come. The Hehuan Sect and the Golden Roc Temple were probably not far away!
Without the approval of the Golden Roc Temple, the Fire Worship Sect and the Tingyu Pavilion would not dare to easily attack the Longevity Sect.
This time, how should Kang Tae-chu deal with it?!
"Young Lord, Fire Beacon Master, Wang Zhenxian, and all of you have come to the ceremony. Our Longevity Sect is really honored!"
The white-bearded Great Elder secretly complained, but he still greeted them with a cheerful face and said with a smile: "Please take a seat and enjoy a cup of wine!"
"Get lost!"
Wang Xiancao of the Sword Palace directly attacked with a flick of his finger.
Swoosh!
A Sword Qi about a hundred meters long burst out, with a faint rumble of thunder. It could cut a Golden Core cultivator and was aimed at the chest of the Great Elder.
"You!"
The white-bearded Great Elder was furious. He did not expect Wang Xiancao to suddenly attack.
Fortunately, his strength wasn't weak. His arms were closed as if they were sealed, and he stirred up strong winds to barely block the sword qi.
The Sword Qi was broken, but the white-bearded Great Elder still felt uncomfortable. His chest felt like it was about to split open. His face was pale and full of pain. He grunted and flew a hundred meters away.
His cultivation was not weak, but he was old and weak. Moreover, there were many drawbacks of practicing the Blood-bathed Body Exchanging Mystic Skill. His Qi, blood, and physique were very impure. It was already very difficult for him to block Wang Xiancao's Sword Qi.
"Wang Xiancao, how dare you act so presumptuously at our Sect Leader's ascension ceremony. Do you think there is no one in Maolin City and the Longevity Sect?"
Mou Bohu stepped forward and shouted.
"If you want to have a drink, we welcome you. If you want to cause trouble, get out!"
Fan Xiuzhu was also angry. He walked out with a long silver spear.
The Sect Leader's ascension ceremony was very solemn and grand!
But they came to cause trouble, which was a slap in the face to Jiang Tian and Maolin City. They did not take the entire Longevity Sect seriously. This was an extreme provocation and disregard!
"The Sect Leader's ascension ceremony? Bullsh * t! "
Wang Xiancao's face was cold. He raised his hand and waved it.
Suddenly, thousands of huge Sword Qi burst out from his palm.
Mou Bohu and Fan Xiuzhu were immediately thrown out. They flew more than two hundred meters before they landed on the ground.
During this time, the white-bearded Great Elder formed a True Core Shield to protect the two. Otherwise, they would have been killed by the attack.
"Don't you go too far!" the white-bearded Great Elder shouted.
"Kang Tae-chu, the Longevity Sect has confused the believers. The Three Laws of Longevity, killing your own sect members, blood competition, cannibalism, disregard of human relations, and endless evil. Now, it's time to end it! "
Wang Xiancao did not bother to talk to him. He looked at Jiang Tian with disdain and said,
"Now, for the people of the Northern Region, for the people of the world, for the vicissitudes of justice, we have formed the Demon Slayer Army to suppress you! If you hand over the position of the Sect Leader and the territory of the four countries in the Northern Region, I will spare your life! "
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