He took out the small sword tip once again, and the two simple words' Extermination 'came into view.
He remembered that the reason he had been able to escape in the Seven Stars Cave was because the sword had distorted at the last moment. It was this small sword that wanted to kill him, while the other part of the Seven Stars Sword wanted to break free from the sword tip's control.
Clearly, it had always been two parts, but someone had forcefully fused them together.
But why was he the only one who could see the sword tip …?
It was getting late, and Zhou Yang did not know when he returned to Heavy Sword Peak.
From Gai Yang, he learned that more than half of the disciples who had left Heavenly Dipper Sword Sect had returned, and the various peaks were cleaning up the battlefield.
This time, Heavenly Dipper Sword Sect had suffered heavy casualties. Qing Yun had perished, the old peak master had been injured, and more than half of the Guardians and Elders had died. The number of disciples had dropped from three thousand to one thousand and seven hundred.
Apart from this position, Yu Guihai and Hanyue had left. Half of the geniuses from the various peaks had died at Zhou Yang's hands because of the Dragon Art, and the other half had been destroyed by the Will Pill.
More importantly, the Seven Stars Ancient Sword had been destroyed!
At this point, Dragonmartial Country's national sect no longer lived up to its name.
In the early hours of the morning, Zhou Yang saw Yan Pan. Yan Pan's face was pale. Apart from being injured, he was more heartbroken.
Qing Yun's death had been a huge blow to him. Now that the old peak master was in seclusion to recuperate, the burden of the entire Heavenly Dipper Sword Sect fell on him and Yin Xuan.
The next afternoon, the people from the imperial city finally arrived.
The person who came was Zhou Yang's greatest opponent, the head of the Zhao family, Marquis Zhao of the imperial city's Marquis Estate.
Yin Xuan, Yan Pan, and Shu Hua personally welcomed him at the entrance of Heavenly Sword Peak Hall. Zhou Yang also rejected Yan Pan's kind intentions and stood among the welcoming crowd. He wanted to see the culprit who wanted to destroy his Zhou family with his own eyes.
"Brother Yan, long time no see."
In the distance, Marquis Zhao Wuhou strode over in a battle robe embroidered with six golden dragons. Behind him were three old men and two youths, a man and a woman.
"Marquis Wu, we are sorry for not welcoming you earlier. We can only blame the Heavenly Dipper Sword Sect for encountering a disaster. Sigh …" Yin Xuan Yan Pan sighed, still looking sad.
"My condolences, Brother Yan. This time, I've brought a reward from the king. Your Heavenly Dipper Sword Sect has made a great contribution in resisting the Demon Race …"
After exchanging a few pleasantries, everyone entered the hall.
"Allow me to introduce them. These three are the Four Star Dragon General of the Dragon General Residence, General Tie Shan, Vice Pavilion Head Cheng Quan of the Confucian Pavilion, and Old Mister Li of the Imperial Ancestral Temple." Zhao Wuhou said as he looked at the three beside him.
The three of them cupped their hands in greeting. Zhou Yang could tell that all three of them were Gold Star Realm experts, especially Old Mister Li from the Imperial Ancestral Temple, who was even more unfathomable. There seemed to be a mysterious power in his body that made it hard for others to see clearly.
"These two youngsters should be the genius disciples from the Imperial City, right?" Yin Xuan said with a smile.
"You flatter me, Peak Master Yin. I'm just an ordinary disciple of the Imperial City Academy of Martial Arts." Although the young man said that, there was a hint of arrogance in his eyes.
"Haha …" Tie Shan, who was beside Zhao Wuhou, laughed out loud. He then said, "This kid is my grandson, Tie Xing. His strength is considered average among the geniuses in the Imperial City. His net worth is only fourteen million."
"So it's the young general." Yin Xuan's smile was somewhat dry. A net worth of fourteen million was not much different from the Sword Sovereign's disciple, but he was described as average. Wasn't this indirectly saying that the geniuses of the Heavenly Dipper Sword Sect were not even average …
At this moment, Yan Pan, who was beside Yin Xuan, had a cold expression. Yan Pan had an unyielding personality and was not as tactful as Yin Xuan.
"What about this one?"
Shu Hua, who was to the right of Yan Pan, looked at the girl and smiled.
"This junior is Zhao Yinqing." The girl only nodded at Shu Hua. The arrogance in her eyes was even stronger than Tie Xing's.
This scene caused the disciples of the Heavenly Dipper Sword Sect to reveal expressions of displeasure, especially Yin Yao and the Seven Xiu sisters.
"Princess Shu Hua, please don't blame her. This is my granddaughter. I've been spoiled." Speaking up to this point, Zhao Wuhou looked at Zhao Yinqing and said, "Qing 'er, the Mirror Lake Palace is the cultivation Saint Emperor of the Draconic Country. Palace Mistress Shu Hua is even more respected. How can you be so rude?"
Only then did Zhao Yinqing cup her hands. However, her face revealed a disdainful expression as she said, "Grandfather, I naturally have to bow. However, Qing 'er doesn't agree with grandfather's words. On the surface, the Mirror Lake Palace is a cultivation holy land for women. However, many geniuses in the Imperial City think that it is just a harem for true geniuses …"
Speaking up to this point, Tie Xing couldn't help but laugh.
Meanwhile, Yin Yao and the rest were furious. The dignified Mirror Lake Palace was actually called a harem.
"And here I thought the geniuses in the Imperial City were amazing. Turns out they are all lecherous people. The disciples of our Mirror Lake Palace are all exceedingly beautiful. They can only talk about us. Why would we look up to them?" Yin Yao finally couldn't help but say with disdain.
"Is that so? Then I would like to see the strength of the disciples of the Mirror Lake Palace. "Zhao Yinqing immediately walked forward and displayed a provocative expression.
"Impudent!"
Zhao Wuhou shouted loudly, his face filled with anger.
"Wuhou, I don't think there's anything wrong with it. It is a good thing for young people to make friends through martial arts." Tie Shan smiled and said.
"This …"
Zhao Wuhou's gaze stopped on Yin Xuan.
Yin Xuan was a little hesitant. He didn't know whether to agree or reject. However, Shu Hua nodded and said, "Since Zhao Wuhou has this intention, then let's go to the Martial Hall."
"Alright, today is really a happy day."
Zhao Wuhou laughed loudly and stepped forward with his hands behind his back.
Everyone from the Tiangang Sword Sect didn't look good, especially Yan Pan. Zhou Yang could feel that Yan Pan was almost at his limit.
This couldn't be blamed on Yan Pan's bad temper. It could only be said that Zhao Wuhou and his group were obviously here to kick them when they were down. From this, he also deduced that the Tiangang Sword Sect's current situation and the Imperial Family must be gloating.
He even suspected that the Monster Clan had made a deal with the Imperial Family.
It wasn't without reason that he was suspicious. The Tiangang Sword Sect's decline could be said to be partly due to Long Jue.
Long Jue had not only taken away Yu Guihai and Hanyue from the Tiangang Sword Sect, but he had also taken away at least 300 disciples, many Elders, Protectors, and of course, the Sword Masters. The disciples of the four Sword Masters had all left.
Otherwise, the Tiangang Sword Sect wouldn't have suffered such a huge loss in this battle. At the very least, the number of disciples and Elders wouldn't have decreased so much.
As he pondered, everyone arrived at the Martial Hall.
Zhou Yang stood at the back of the crowd and looked at Tie Xing with Gai Yang and company.
It didn't matter whether Yin Yao and Zhao Yinqing won or lost, but after this battle, Tie Xing would definitely find an excuse to attack.
"Zhou Yang, you have a grudge with the Zhao Family. I'll take care of Tie Xing later," Gai Yang said softly.
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