"From today onwards, the Sword Son of the Zong Clan, Qin Wentian, has the authority to command the entire Zong Clan. His authority is above the clan lord!" Zong Yi's words caused the hearts of everyone in the Zong Clan to tremble.
Zong Yi actually handed over the authority to Qin Wentian at this moment. Not only that, Qin Wentian's authority was above that of the clan lord.
Was he planning to hand over the life and death of the Zong Clan to Qin Wentian?
Staring at the young man, many people were still in a daze. Although they were shocked by Qin Wentian's talent and strength, they had never imagined that the clan lord would hand over the highest authority of the Zong Clan to him.
Qin Wentian was also taken aback. He turned his gaze onto Zong Yi. It seemed like Zong Yi wanted to take this opportunity to push him up. Now that he had pulled out the demon sword, it was undoubtedly a good opportunity for him to push himself to the front of the Zong Clan. Naturally, Zong Yi also wanted to tell him that the Zong Clan was willing to swear absolute loyalty to him, the successor of the Azure Emperor.
This way, in the future, if he could truly rise up and lead the Azure Faction to glory, the Zong Clan would also have a place in his heart.
Since he had chosen this path, with Zong Yi's decisive style of doing things, he might as well do it perfectly and not let him have any ill feelings.
"Wentian, in the future, the Zong Clan shall be handed over to you." Zong Yi bowed slightly to Qin Wentian. This scene caused the countenances of the spectators to be filled with shock.
Qin Wentian nodded his head lightly. Since Zong Yi had already done so, he naturally wouldn't pass on this responsibility to others.
"In this battle, the Heavenly Sword Sect and the Li Clan suffered heavy losses. It would be extremely difficult for them to rise up again. However, to the Wang Clan, this isn't a huge blow at all. These people will definitely mobilize experts from the War Continent over. Uncle Zong, this Sword Reverence City cannot be left behind." Qin Wentian slowly spoke. If he wanted to shake a transcendent power, his current strength was still too weak, it was far from enough.
"Mhm, tonight, we shall harvest the entire sword range and retreat from the Sword Reverence City." Zong Yi nodded his head as he stared at Qin Wentian. "Wentian, are you able to subdue the demon sword?"
"It's difficult. This sword has drunk my blood. Even though it resonates with me, it still cries out, difficult to tame." Qin Wentian slowly spoke. Lowering his head, his gaze landed on the gigantic demon sword. Both of his hands gushed forth with a terrifying might as he pulled it out.
The earth rumbled, the cliffs trembled, and the sword will whizzed between heaven and earth. Above the sky, under the starlight, the strange phenomenon was still there.
The sound of the sword gave off a mournful feeling.
"If the sword is like a demon, if it has a spirit, why is it not willing to roar in the Nine Heavens?" Qin Wentian bowed his head as he spoke to the demon sword. His voice rumbled, fusing together with the mournful wail of the sword, resounding through the heavens and earth.
Everyone in the Sword Reverence City could hear it clearly.
At this moment, they already knew that the Sword Son of the Zong Clan was actually the number one ranker on the Heavenly Fate Rankings, the legendary young man, Qin Wentian.
This young man actually wanted to tame the demon sword?
The unmoving demon sword had risen because of him. What sort of character was the number one ranker on the Heavenly Fate Rankings exactly?
Many people wanted to see Qin Wentian with their own eyes. But at this moment, the sword will permeated the air, and nobody dared to descend the cliff.
As the sound of Qin Wentian's voice faded, the mournful wail of the demon sword intensified. The strange phenomenon in the skies grew increasingly dazzling, and the mournful wail of the sword was akin to millions of sharp swords whizzing through the air.
These millions of sword wails converged together, transforming into an ancient voice that was filled with the vicissitudes of time.
"Hating the Heavens for being too low."
The deep and ancient voice resounded between the heavens and the earth, causing everyone's hearts to tremble.
The demon sword actually spoke in the human language, hating the Heavens for being too low, refusing to roar.
"Demon sword, eternally silent, hating the Heavens for being too low!"
Qin Wentian's heart trembled as he murmured. His voice was still one with the mournful wail of the sword, reverberating through the air.
How demonic was this sword?
It wasn't that it couldn't move, it was just that it was unwilling, unwilling, unwilling.
This sword hated the Heavens for being too low.
What kind of spirit was this? What kind of ancient sword was this?
Even those from the Wang Clan of the War Continent were trembling in fear when they heard the words of the demon sword.
They came to the Sword Reverence City, other than mining the sword range, they had another important purpose. They wanted to tame the demon sword so that the Wang Clan of the War Continent could use it.
However, as the words of the demon sword rang out, the people from the Wang Clan no longer had such thoughts.
The demon sword hated the Heavens for being too low, let alone the Wang Clan.
Although the Wang Clan was one of the hegemons of the War Continent, in the perspective of the entire continent, how could they dare to contend against the Heavens?
No wonder no one was able to make the demon sword submit in the past millions of years. Even the Heavens despised this demon sword, how could a human be able to tame it?
"Mournful wail, because it hates the Heavens for being too low." Qin Wentian murmured, "Since you are willing to mourn for me, you can rise with me. I will not bring disgrace to you."
The mournful wails of the demon sword continued to tremble violently, yet it didn't budge an inch.
Qin Wentian could no longer pull the demon sword out.
The sword wasn't willing to move.
Those from the Zong Clan felt their hearts tighten when they saw this scene. But when they discovered that the sword wasn't willing to move, they couldn't help but feel a sense of disappointment.
Zong Yi persuaded, "This sword is too demonic, it hates the Heavens for being too low. It's only normal that it doesn't want to be drawn out with you."
Qin Wentian nodded his head, yet he still felt a sense of melancholy in his heart. It was truly a pity that the sword wasn't willing to be drawn out.
"The demon sword hasn't moved since the start of time. You can already be considered the first person to pull it out." Zong Yi continued, his words causing the countenances of those from the Zong Clan to stiffen. Indeed, Qin Wentian had already accomplished something that no one in the past millions of years had been able to do. He was the first person to use his own strength to cause the demon sword to mourn. The demon sword drank his blood but didn't kill him. He was also the first person to pull out the demon sword.
He was still so young, yet he was the top ranker on the Heavenly Fate Rankings.
His future was filled with boundless radiance.
Qin Wentian stood there, the blood in his body seethed unceasingly, as though it wanted to rush out of his body.
Clutching the demon sword in his hand, the sword might it exuded gradually dimmed. Finally, the light emitted by the demon sword vanished, and so did the phenomenon.
The demon sword no longer wailed as it sank back into a state of silence.
This kind of silence seemed to be filled with endless sorrow. Who could understand the sorrow of eternity?
Hating the Heavens for being too low, who could cause the demon sword to howl through the nine heavens?
On the precipice, the spectators all heaved a sigh of relief when they saw that the demon sword no longer wailed. Luckily, Qin Wentian hadn't managed to pull the demon sword out. If not, given the might of the demon sword, it would be a calamity for them.
This demon sword was like a demon, it had a spirit, daring to hate the Heavens for being too low. If Qin Wentian could use its power, it would surely shake the entire Grand Xia.
However, given the nature of the demon sword, there was no way it would be tamed by others.
Although the demon sword only spoke a single sentence, that sentence was sufficient to shake Grand Xia.
Hating the Heavens for being too low!
"Time to mine the sword range." Qin Wentian didn't persist on it. Given his current strength, even if he managed to pull the demon sword out, it would be extremely difficult for him to control it.
"Mhm." Zong Yi nodded his head. "Mine the sword range, and at the same time, retrieve the interspatial rings of those who died."
Those from the Zong Clan nodded as they departed. In the earlier battle, too many experts had fallen. The interspatial rings of those who died would surely contain a terrifying amount of wealth. How could they allow them to remain at the bottom of the precipice?
Qin Wentian slowly walked down from the demon sword, arriving at Zong Yi's side.
Now that the Wang and Li Clans and Heavenly Sword Sect had suffered great losses, they wouldn't dare to come again.
"Wentian, what do you plan to do in the future?" Zong Yi asked. Qin Wentian had offended several transcendent powers, he naturally knew this. Now that he had handed the Zong Clan over to Qin Wentian, it was still insufficient to contend against the transcendent powers. He didn't know what Qin Wentian planned to do in the future.
"I'll first take in the 'hidden' faction as my subordinates before gathering them together. If possible, I wish to establish a brand new power. I hope Uncle Zong will be able to help me." Qin Wentian spoke. The 'hidden' faction of the Azure Emperor wasn't weak, but they still had no way to contend against the transcendent powers.
If they split up, they would disperse.
If he gathered all the hidden factions together and trained them for a few years, their core strength would definitely not be any weaker than the transcendent powers. The only thing they lacked was their foundation, a foundation that was at the peak of the transcendent powers.
To do this, he would need to rely on himself, as well as a group of outstanding geniuses to rise up. They had to be strong enough to contend against the peak powers of the transcendent powers.
Qin Wentian naturally understood that this required time.
"Naturally." Zong Yi nodded. "If they're in my hands, being able to witness the rise of the Azure Faction in Grand Xia once again, wouldn't that be a blessing? In addition, some of the elders of the clan have already left. If they're still alive, I'm sure their strength would be even stronger than before. I'll go and gather them back."
The Zong Clan was the hidden faction of the Azure Emperor. They had existed since the Azure Emperor Era and had developed for thousands of years. Naturally, there would be some outstanding geniuses that appeared. As they grew older, they would roam the continents, pursuing higher cultivation bases.
"If that's the case, that would naturally be for the best." Qin Wentian smiled as he nodded. In truth, he had no idea how strong the hidden faction of the Azure Emperor was now. There was a possibility that some of the major powers had already perished due to the passage of time. For example, the White Deer Institute and the Zong Clan could be considered as having developed better.
Naturally, there was also the possibility that some terrifying characters would appear in some of the major powers. Qin Wentian would have to wait for him to find out more.
"Qin Wentian!"
At this moment, a voice boomed out from the top of the cliff, entering Qin Wentian's ears.
Qin Wentian's eyes flickered. He inclined his head and stared at the air as he coldly spoke, "Are the people from the Wang Clan still not willing to give up?"
"You borrowed the power of the demon sword, that's your luck. However, you better remember the consequences of your actions today." The voice in the air contained a threatening aura. "In addition, there's one more thing I forgot to tell you. Since you're in the Sword Reverence City, you shouldn't know about this, right?"
Qin Wentian furrowed his brows. From the tone of the voice, it didn't seem to be a good thing.
"Qin Wentian, on the Heavenly Fate Rankings, you held hands with Mo Qingcheng, announcing your relationship to the world. I've even heard of it in the War Continent. What a pair of immortal companions, causing people to be envious. The people of Grand Xia are all giving their blessings to the two of you." That expert from the Wang Clan seemed to be praising, yet his tone was filled with a sinister coldness.
He continued, "Sadly, the Heavens don't grant the wishes of man. Lovers might not be able to be together forever. In the Moon Continent, the Pill Emperor Hall has already announced to the nine prefectures that they're recruiting a husband for Mo Qingcheng. Qin Wentian, do you think that the Pill Emperor Hall would release Mo Qingcheng just because she wanted to nurture her? If you and Mo Qingcheng become a couple, wouldn't the Pill Emperor Hall have wasted their efforts in nurturing her for nothing? "
As the sound of his voice faded, Qin Wentian's countenance instantly turned ice cold, as a terrifying light flickered in his eyes.
"Luo He, she promised Qingcheng that she wouldn't interfere in her matters." Qin Wentian's voice was extremely cold.
"How laughable. Now that Mo Qingcheng's performance is so outstanding, would her master, Luo He, allow Mo Qingcheng to leave with you? If that's the case, why would she bring her back? Mo Qingcheng's future husband would also have to join the Pill Emperor Hall, but that place isn't a place you can enter. " The other party coldly continued, "Not only that, I heard that after this matter, Mo Qingcheng caused a huge ruckus in the Pill Emperor Hall, and even wanted to secretly escape. Luo He has already locked her up, and this is the last chance she will give Mo Qingcheng. If Mo Qingcheng dares to reject her, the consequences are not something I can imagine."
Qin Wentian drew in a deep breath, as a terrifying coldness radiated from him. He had long known that Luo He wouldn't allow him and Mo Qingcheng to be together so easily. But in just a short span of a year, Luo He had already gone back on her word, doing such a thing.
"Qin Wentian, do you still dare to go to the Moon Continent?!" That voice boomed out, as the middle-aged man departed, leaving behind a cold voice that reverberated in the air!
Moon Continent, Pill Emperor Hall. Qin Wentian, do you still dare to go?!
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