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Translator: EndlessFantasy Translation Editor: EndlessFantasy Translation Holy Light condensed into a gorgeous Holy Light Longsword in Ling Tuya's hand. The Holy Light Longsword had a peculiar shape, and there were blue ripples flowing around it.
Vigorous and dazzling Holy Light spread out from the Holy Sword, and the fluctuation was extremely powerful!
"The Canglan Holy Sword?! He actually obtained the inheritance of the Canglan Saint! "
Countless cries of surprise rang out when they saw the Saint Sword.
For a moment, the entire world was in a state of excitement.
Generally speaking, Saints had their own sects, and it was extremely difficult for people who did not belong to powerful sects to obtain the inheritance of a Saint.
In this world, there were occasionally some arrogant Saints who did not like sects. When they were about to die, they would leave behind an inheritance and wait for a fated person to open it.
The Saint's inheritance was also divided into different levels!
After becoming a Saint, it was extremely difficult to advance further. However, if one advanced further, one's strength would increase exponentially!
Experts like Tianya Pavilion's Ling Fei belonged to the lowest level among the Saints, and they could barely control the Power of Law.
Experts like the Taihao Saint Lord, Yu Qianqiu, could already become Saints.
The inheritance that Ling Tuya obtained belonged to the peak of the Saint level … The Canglan Saint!
A few thousand years ago, the Canglan Saint was known by everyone. In terms of reputation, he was definitely comparable to the Saint Lords of the Twelve Holy Lands!
It was rare to obtain the inheritance of a Saint who was qualified to control a Holy Land, even in this land!
The Canglan Holy Sword was filled with Holy Power, and it was obviously the weapon used by the Canglan Saint when he was alive. How could the weapon used by such a famous Saint be ordinary?!
An ordinary weapon would become a pile of scrap metal after a few decades, and even some elite weapons would lose their sharpness after a hundred years.
The Holy Sword in Ling Tuya's hand shone brightly, and an unparalleled sharp aura shot into the sky.
After thousands of years, this sacred sword had been stored in perfect condition. Just from this, one could get a glimpse of it!
Countless people looked at the Canglan Sacred Sword with fiery eyes. Their faces were stunned. The pressure from the Sacred Sword had already exceeded the limits of countless people. Even the Sovereign level experts found it difficult to breathe, even though they were separated by a barrier and were quite a distance away from the Canglan Sacred Sword.
The disciples of the Taihao Sacred Ground also fell silent at this moment. Countless disciples' faces were pale, and the joy from before had completely disappeared!
"Emissary, isn't it against the rules to take out a holy sword in a battle between emperor realm cultivators?"
Yu Qian Qiu's expression was a little ugly as he spoke in a low voice.
"Hmph, Tu Ya obtained it himself, so it can be considered his trump card. If you're so capable, get that brat to find an Inherited Holy Weapon himself!"
Hearing this, Ling Fei raised his eyebrows and said hurriedly.
In the previous battle, Ling Tuya had suffered several setbacks and was already showing signs of defeat. If the emissary of the Saint Martial City judged that he could not use the Canglan Sacred Sword, then this battle would be very difficult!
Although he knew that his argument was a little far-fetched, he had to thicken his old face and argue for the sake of winning this crucial battle.
"Hmph, twisting words and forcing logic. Then can I get him to take the weapon of the Sacred Ground's ancestors?"
The Taihao Sacred Lord snorted coldly.
Hearing this, Ling Fei's expression darkened. Although the Taihao Sacred Ground had been ranked last among the Twelve Sacred Grounds for a long time, there was no doubt about its foundation. It was not impossible for them to take out some weapons that were comparable to the Canglan Sacred Sword.
If Yu Qian Qiu really took out such a weapon, then Ling Tuya's following battle would be the same as before. He would be defeated again and again!
If they failed in such a foolproof plan, then even the Radiance Sacred Land would not care about their survival!
If they were defeated in the end, the Horizon Pavilion would have to bear the Taihao Sacred Land's wrath alone!
"Since he obtained it himself, it's not against the rules. Let's continue!"
While the two were arguing, the emissary of the Saint Martial City suddenly spoke.
"This …"
The Taihao Sacred Lord frowned deeply when he heard this.
Although he was unhappy, even as a Sacred Lord, he could not go against the emissary of the Saint Martial City.
"The emissary is wise and fair indeed!"
On the other hand, Ling Fei was ecstatic and almost could not help but laugh out loud. He immediately complimented the emissary.
However, the emissary of the Saint Martial City ignored his compliments. He narrowed his eyes and looked at the young man who was standing in front of him like a god within the boundary.
Let me see if you still have any amazing trump cards, the emissary of the Saint Martial City thought to himself.
The envoy of the Martial Saint City thought in his heart. He had a faint feeling that this brat was still hiding something.
Under countless gazes, Ling Tuya slowly raised his arm and pointed the Canglan Sacred Sword at Qin Yichen. Suddenly, there seemed to be an obscure force in the surrounding space that locked onto Qin Yichen.
Under this lock, Qin Yichen felt a great pressure. It was not only the Saint's aura, but it also felt as if the heavens and earth were rejecting him!
Ling Tuya's cold eyes stared at Qin Yichen and smiled. "Do you feel very desperate?"
Qin Yichen did not speak, but his expression became unusually solemn.
He knew that the Sacred Sword in Ling Tuya's hand was extraordinary. Otherwise, it would not have a trace of the Power of Law!
The Power of Law was completely different from the Saint's aura. Although it was only a trace, it made Qin Yichen feel as if he was carrying a mountain. It was difficult for him to move!
Suddenly, a sharp light flickered on the Canglan Sacred Sword. An incomparably sharp sword light suddenly tore out. Sacred light surged, filled with domineering sharpness, causing the space to distort a little.
Swoosh!
Almost in the blink of an eye, the sword light bombarded the place where Qin Yichen was.
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In an instant, countless people felt the ground under their feet tremble violently. In the huge boundary, the power of the Saint's aura raged, causing dust to fly everywhere!
This kind of attack that was as fast as lightning and as powerful as thunder made countless people's expressions change. Was this why the Canglan Sacred Sword was so terrifying?
Putting aside the terrifying Saint's aura, the destructive power of this casual attack alone was comparable to the full strength attack of a Honorable Realm expert!
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