Chapter 305: 305

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Not only Liang Lin, Chen Sha, and the others had not arrived, even the Demon Sky Sword God had not expected his disciple, Wei Zongyuan, to be defeated so utterly!

Watching Yang Xiaotian stand there, unwavering like a mountain that propped up the heavens, the Demon Sky Sword God had a complex look in his eyes, filled with shock, excitement, envy, and even jealousy and killing intent.

Intense killing intent.

That’s right, intense killing intent.

Never before had he wanted to kill someone so much.

However, just as the Demon Sky Sword God was harboring thoughts of murder, suddenly, there was a thunderous noise in the distant sky, and a sword light ripped through the air and came hurtling towards them.

The speed of the sword light was so fast that even the Demon Sky Sword God was taken aback.

The sword light stopped at Wangtian Peak.

As the sword light faded, everyone looked on to see a young man appearing before them.

Many of the elders, including numerous sect ancestors, did not recognize the young man, but the Demon Sky Sword God’s face changed dramatically when he saw the young man: “Invincible Sir!”

Invincible sir!

Hearing the Demon Sky Sword God actually address the young man as sir,

Everyone was startled.

Invincible?

Many ancestors flashed a thought in their minds and suddenly thought of someone.

“It’s the Invincible Sword Ancestor!” An elder trembled with excitement.

“What, the Invincible Sword Ancestor!” One sect ancestor after another was shocked; they finally knew who the young man was.

The Invincible Sword Ancestor!

Ji Wudi!

He was acclaimed as the most powerful person in the history of the Celestial Burial Academy!

And also the most stunning Sword Dao Ancestor the academy had ever seen.

“It’s the Invincible Sword Ancestor!”

“The Invincible Sword Ancestor!”

Several sect powerhouses could not help but kneel down excitedly.

Long Batian, the Phoenix Lady, and others were also strongly shivering; no one expected to see the legendary Invincible Sword Ancestor, Ji Wudi, that day.

On Wangtian Peak, powerhouses from various factions knelt down one after another.

Even the elders from the Buddha Source Imperial Family bowed deeply.

And so did the Peacock Clan Leader, Lan Tianchang.

As the Peacock Clan was the number one clan in the Buddha Source Empire, and Lan Tianchang, as its leader, held a revered status, yet in front of Ji Wudi, he did not dare to act inappropriately.

If we talk about seniority, Ji Wudi was two generations above him.

Even the Demon Sky Sword God had to completely extinguish the killing intent in his heart, his heart pounding uncontrollably.

Back when the Demon Sky Sword God entered the Celestial Burial Academy for training, he was just a little Martial Emperor, and Ji Wudi had already stepped into the realm of Divine Spirits.

So many years had passed, and he did not know what strength Ji Wudi now possessed,

But it was undoubtedly unfathomable.

Ji Wudi did not look at the crowd but gazed at Yang Xiaotian, looking at his two Divine Grade Golden Cores, and he moved forward excitedly, his voice gentle: “Child, what is your name?”

“This junior’s name is Yang Xiaotian,” Yang Xiaotian said, bowing respectfully.

Yang Xiaotian was equally surprised at the appearance of Ji Wudi.

Ji Wudi, the first name on the Celestial Burial Stele.

A man claimed to be even stronger than the Celestial Burial Ancestor.

How astonishing.

“Yang Xiaotian,” Ji Wudi murmured, smiling: “Good, what a good name!”

A good name?

It made Yang Xiaotian feel embarrassed.

His own name was indeed very ordinary.

Ji Wudi took Yang Xiaotian’s hand, excited: “Child, who is your master?”

Yang Xiaotian hesitated.

Master?

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He had not yet truly obtained the Heart of Azure God and was not considered a direct disciple of the Azure God; the only one who could be called his master was Divine Master Hong Feng.

However, the name Divine Master Hong Feng was too shocking.

Just as Yang Xiaotian hesitated over whether to speak, Ji Wudi smiled and said, “If it’s inconvenient, then don’t worry about it. I was just asking casually.”

Then, his gaze fell upon the Demon Sky Sword God as he spoke, “So you are that little Demon Sky, aren’t you?”

Probably in the whole Buddha Source Empire, only Ji Wudi dared to call the Sword God, Demon Sky, ‘little’.

The Demon Sky Sword God dared not show any discontent; he stepped forward to fist-clasped bow and said respectfully, “The junior is indeed Demon Sky. I have seen the venerable Wudi.”

Suddenly, Ji Wudi said, “You just had a murderous intent, were you thinking of killing Xiaotian?”

Everyone was startled and looked toward the Demon Sky Sword God.

The Demon Sky Sword God did not expect Ji Wudi to bring up the matter so directly.

“Venerable Wudi, I…” the Demon Sky Sword God stammered, trying to explain.

Ji Wudi interrupted, “You don’t need to explain.” He then surveyed the powerful masters around him and said, “Since so many are present, let me be clear. From now on, Xiaotian will be the vice-chairman of our Celestial Burial Academy.”

“Whoever dares to kill Xiaotian is going against me and against the Celestial Burial Academy!”

A tremor ran through everyone’s hearts.

Undoubtedly, Ji Wudi was announcing to those present that he was protecting Yang Xiaotian!

Whoever dared to target Yang Xiaotian would have to think twice.

Even the Demon Sky Sword God felt a chill in his heart upon hearing these words.

No one dared to take Ji Wudi’s words lightly.

Ji Wudi then turned to Yang Xiaotian with a smile and asked, “Xiaotian, do you have time to come and sit at my residence?”

“With the senior’s invitation, this junior would respectfully follow your lead,” replied Yang Xiaotian respectfully.

“Good!” Ji Wudi laughed heartily and then affectionately took Yang Xiaotian by the arm and flew towards his own dwelling.

“Do you drink?”

“A thousand years ago, I stashed away a lot of good liquor. You and I brother, let’s have a good time drinking today.”

Under everyone’s gaze, Ji Wudi and Yang Xiaotian’s figures gradually disappeared into the horizon.

Those watching Yang Xiaotian leave had mixed emotions, envy, excitement, admiration, jealousy, and even murderous thoughts.

After Yang Xiaotian departed, people lingered for a long time, unwilling to leave.

Many still contemplated the invincible might of Yang Xiaotian’s two Divine Elixirs in their minds, feeling unsettled.

As for Wei Zongyuan, he was dug out from the chaotic pile of rocks inside the mountain belly by Liang Lin, Chen Sha, and others. When Wei Zongyuan was pulled out, a terrifying fist imprint was visible on his Black Divine Armor.

Liang Lin and the others were astonished at the sight.

They were well aware of the defense of Wei Zongyuan’s Black Divine Armor. Wei Zongyuan had once claimed that as long as he wore the armor, no one in the Emperor Realm could breach its defenses.

But now, it was shattered to such an extent by Yang Xiaotian.

If that fist imprint had been any deeper, it might have pierced right through the armor.

The Demon Sky Sword God looked at the unconscious Wei Zongyuan, sighed, and instructed Liang Lin and the others to carry him back.

He looked in the direction Yang Xiaotian had gone, a sliver of coldness flashing in his eyes.

As time passed, the strong masters from all sides gradually left Wangtian Peak.

The Green Lotus Sword Deity also left.

Mu Yunchun returned to Peach Blossom Peak to wait for Yang Xiaotian.

On the way back from Wangtian Peak, Mu Yunchun’s heart couldn’t stop pounding.

As night fell, the Celestial Burial Academy was extraordinarily lively.

It had never been so bustling in its history.

Almost everyone was talking about Yang Xiaotian, discussing his battle with Wei Zongyuan.

“I didn’t expect that Wei Zongyuan wouldn’t even have a chance to summon his Soul Ring before being blasted into a dying dog!”

“What do you think, what kind of Soul Ring will Yang Xiaotian condense? Could it be the legendary hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring?”

“No one in Azure God Continent can condense a hundred-thousand-year Soul Ring now, but maybe Yang Xiaotian’s Soul Ring really will be hundred-thousand-year!”

The discussions continued without end.

Everyone was curious, all speculating whether Yang Xiaotian’s Soul Ring would be hundred-thousand-year.