"Miss Qi, this person has no proof of entering the temple. Some people say that he sneaked in and may want to do harm to the Eternal Temple, so we are investigating his identity."
One of the guards said this.
Nangong Yaqing nodded, and then snorted coldly. Even if she came late, how could she not know the reason for this incident? However, today's ceremony was the most important, and she could not have too many attacks. She waved her hand and said:
"I know him, please step back."
"yes."
The silver-armored guards then dispersed, and everything returned to the same state, but everyone looked at Ye Chen differently.
What is the relationship between this boy and Nangong Yaqing?
Nangong Yaqing is the only daughter of the Lord of the Eternal Temple. She is extremely talented, powerful, and arrogant. She is like the phoenix standing on a branch, overlooking the many young talents in the eternal void.
I have never heard of Nangong Yaqing having close contact with a certain man. Even when talking, they always keep a distance and are neither condescending nor condescending.
But where did this kid come from today?
Doubts like this are lingering in everyone's mind and they can't go away.
Nangong Yaqing didn't care about this, she walked to Ye Chen's side, her steps were light and graceful, just like the charming flower in bloom, making people unable to take their eyes away.
"Are you okay?" Nangong Yaqing asked.
"It's okay, some people are just deliberately stirring up trouble."
As he spoke, he glanced at King Yongshuang intentionally or unintentionally, and found that the old man's expression was indeed unnatural.
Nangong Yaqing nodded and said nothing, but she wrote down the location of King Yongshuang.
About half a quarter of an hour later, Nangong Wentian returned from outside. The noisy hall suddenly became extremely quiet, with only the soft sound of his Liuyun boots on the ground.
"I have kept you all waiting for a long time, now the Eternal Ceremony has officially begun."
Nangong Wentian smiled slightly, and there was no sign of much emotion on his face.
He came to the high platform, and with a wave of his hand, white clouds spewed out from every corner of the palace, as if a strange magic power had been produced, shrouding everyone in it.
When the clouds and mist dissipated again, everyone had arrived in a new world, with ancient forests, rushing rivers, and endless stars all connected together, floating on the dome.
The most eye-catching thing is a towering mountain peak. To be precise, it is a building that can be called the pinnacle of the extreme realm.
There is a splendid altar that can accommodate tens of thousands of people. The arc from the inside to the outside suddenly arches into the sky.
The structure of the altar was originally a mountain, but was later transformed by the ancestors of the Eternal Temple into what it is today.
An Eternal Ceremony will be held every thousand years to commemorate those great ancestors, open up territory for the Eternal Temple, and sweep across the void.
It is also to invite the blessings of the ancestors and protect the people in the temple.
In the center of the altar, Nangong Wentian suddenly opened his eyes, and the silver-white sword light broke through the sky. The extremely powerful sword force went crazy at this moment, turning into a sword light that shocked all living beings.
Seeing this extremely powerful sword light, the expressions of all the powerful men who came to participate in this eternal ceremony changed.
This sword is called One Thought of Eternity, and it is the palace-suppressing move of the Eternal Temple. Historically, only the temple master can practice it.
Moreover, this sword is tempered with sword techniques based on the entire eternal void. It is divided into seventy-two styles. It can be practiced to the peak level and can even split the entire eternal void.
Hundreds of thousands of years ago, there was a palace master of the Eternal Temple who practiced the Eternal Thought to an unprecedented level, and thus became the well-deserved strongest man in the Eternal Void.
But when the temple master came back two years later, he was seriously injured and couldn't come out of seclusion. No one knew what he had gone through.
But since then, the Lord of the Eternal Temple has lost his power as the most powerful person. Not only has his strength declined, but his overall aura has also become much weaker, and he has been deprived of his throne as the most powerful person.
The current master of the Eternal Temple, Nangong Wentian, has superhuman strength, and his talent is even higher than that of the previous master!
If he is given enough time, he may surpass that peak period!
Nangong Wentian used a thought of eternity to summon the ancestors of the Eternal Temple with sword skills.
The extremely rich laws of swordsmanship were wrapped around the silver-white long sword. As his eyes changed and he raised his hand, a silver crescent moon swayed above it, seeming to tear apart the world and go straight into the realm of stars.
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This sword seems to crush everything in the world, to the point of ignoring everything.
Some of the top experts sighed in their hearts, it seems that Nangong Wentian will have to occupy the throne of the most powerful person in the eternal void for a long time.
Ye Chen was also far away from the central team in the crowd. He looked up at the eternal sword moves. Suddenly, it was as if his spiritual eyes were opened, and endless sword energy surged towards him.
Ye Chen was shaken up and then closed his eyes.
Nangong Yaqing was beside him. Seeing Ye Chen's move, she couldn't help but wonder, was this guy frightened by his father's sword moves?
In Ye Chen's mind, all the surrounding pictures were still, and any noisy sounds fell silent.
There was only one picture left in front of him, and everyone present turned into living sculptures, motionless.
And inexplicable sighs surged from his heart, and Ye Chen suddenly realized that this was the eternity contained in the sword move?
His eyes were fixed on the center of the altar, as bright as a candle.
That ray of eternal power was fleeting, vague, and extremely misty. Ye Chen was waiting for Nangong Wentian to use his sword. Until the moment when the other party swung his sword again, he caught the momentary void.
The long sword indeed contained a trace of eternal power, and the overflowing part was absorbed by Ye Chen and twisted into a spiritual sword only about one meter long, which quickly entered his body.
Nangong Yaqing also noticed something was wrong with Ye Chen at this time. He was surrounded by a faint smoke. Needless to say, he must be on the verge of a breakthrough.
Moreover, this aura is very similar to the eternal power of his father's sword skills.
How could this person realize something from a single thought of eternity? His talent is too terrifying.
It's a pity that except for Nangong Yaqing, everyone else ignored Ye Chen and allowed him to stand on the outside of the crowd and watch alone.
Who cares about a low-level character in Tai Zhen Realm?
At this moment, Ye Chen thought of many things in his mind, and his understanding of the Taizhen Realm became deeper and deeper.
Now that he has entered the realm of Tai Zhen, he should ask the Crouching Dragon Divine Lord to retrieve the page of the Heavenly Martial Crouching Dragon Scripture that the Supreme Goddess left for him.
At this moment, Ye Chen, the ray of white light overflowing from the top of his head, was like a river flowing into the sea, merging with the shining silver light on the altar.