Myth Beyond Heaven

"Yes, master." Although Jian Feng was puzzled, he still obediently followed his master's instructions. He quickly brought Yun Lintian's group to the second row behind Qing Xiaoting.

"Elder Qing, why don't you tell us who this young fellow is?" A white hair old man sitting on the center seat asked with an amiable smile on his face.

Qing Xiaoting didn't bother to hide anything. She simply said. "He can subdue the ancient sword from the Golden Mountain Ruin."

"Oh?" The old man was surprised. He then closed his eyes and said nothing.

"Brother Jian, this senior…?" Yun Lintian asked through a sound transmission.

"He's our supreme elder. His name is Jian Xu." Jian Feng replied.

"I see." Yun Lintian nodded slightly. This old man gave him unfathomable feelings. By glancing at him, he felt as though he was surrounded by countless swords.

Sitting a few seats away, Jian Ning looked at the scene with a cold expression. He had just learned about Yun Lintian's deeds earlier and didn't understand why Qing Xiaoting treated him differently from others. She even let him sit in the second row despite not being a member of the Heavenly Sword Palace.

"What you are thinking should be hidden well in your heart. Once Qing Xiaoting recognizes someone, she will go all out to protect him. You should understand this point." An aged voice resounded in Jian Ning's mind, causing him to shudder.

Jian Ning involuntarily looked toward an old man clad in blue in front of him and said. "I understood, master."

The old man in blue, Jian Han, said further. "You are good at everything except for your petty mind. I have told you countless times that a swordsman should focus on oneself rather than comparing with others."

Jian Ning lowered his head in shame. "I'm sorry, master. I can't help it."

"Well, I hope you listen to me and don't take that step on the wrong path." Jian Han said softly and closed his eyes. He didn't notice that Jian Ning's eyes flickered strangely as if he was planning to do something.

"Hmm?" At this moment, Yun Lintian suddenly felt someone watching him. When he turned to look at the opposite platform, he saw Xing Renshu staring at him with his signature polite smile and even nodded his head toward him.

Seeing this, Yun Lintian smiled faintly and returned with a nod. Obviously, he guessed it right. Du Huanfeng must tell Xing Renshu about his identity already.

"Looks like he has already set his sight on you, Brother Lin." Jian Feng spoke calmly. "However, you don't have to worry about him. He won't dare to do anything here."

Yun Lintian shook his head with a smile. "I'm not worried about him. On the contrary, I am afraid he doesn't dare to do it."

Jian Feng was taken aback and laughed. "I am much inferior to you in this aspect, Brother Lin."

On the left platform, Du Huanfeng looked at Yun Lintian, and Jian Feng talked and laughed with a frown between his brows. He paid a great price in order to lure Xing Renshu into the game. It would be a pity if Jian Feng and his master were determined to protect Yun Lintian.

"You don't have to worry about Qing Xiaoting. I have already arranged for someone to restrain her." Xing Renshu's voice resounded in Du Huanfeng's mind. "Wait until the Heavenly Sword Summit starts, and we will do it right away… Don't forget that I want sixty percent of it."

Du Huanfeng glanced at Xing Renshu and said nothing.

"Sorry, we are late." At this moment, a middle-aged man clad in red descended from the sky with a masked young man and landed on a platform reserved for the Blazing Sun Palace.

This middle-aged man was full of a fiery aura. His eyes were sharp like swords. With a glance from him, anyone would feel as though they were drowning in a sea of flame.

"Welcome, Palace Master Yan." Jian Xu opened his eyes and said calmly. He glanced at the masked man and asked. "Is this your new disciple?"

The middle-aged man, Yan Yaoting, laughed heartily and replied. "That's right. Yang Chen is my new disciple. I brought him here today to let him see the geniuses of the world."

He glanced at the masked man, Yang Chen, and said. "Chen'er, this is Supreme Elder Jian."

Yang Chen cupped his fists toward Jian Xu and said nothing. His action made the other Heavenly Sword Palace's elders frown in dissatisfaction.

Yan Yaoting laughed and cupped his fists. "Please forgive him, everyone. Chen'er is a man with few words. He doesn't know how to talk with an elder."

Jian Xu smiled faintly. "You're too polite, Palace Master Yan… Please take a seat first. The assessment will begin shortly."

Yan Yaoting nodded and beckoned Yang Chen to sit beside him. Today, he came with Yang Chen alone, indicating he wasn't afraid of anyone here.

When Yan Yaoting and Yang Chen appeared on the scene, Yun Lintian's gaze had never left them. The frown between his brows grew deeper as he looked at Yang Chen.

At first glance, he could feel a familiar aura coming from him. It undoubtedly belonged to Yang Chen, whom he knew. However, there was also another familiar aura residing within the latter's body. This made him confused a bit.

Without thinking further, Yun Lintian secretly activated the Eyes of Heaven, and his eyes immediately narrowed when he discovered the source of the familiar aura. It was actually Flame Devil!

Back then, Yang Chen suffered an injury from the Flame Devil of the Flame Devil Bridge training ground, and he was the one who got rid of it. Yun Lintian still remembered that Flame Devil's residual soul left a vicious word behind before disappearing.

Could it be Yang Chen went to see the Flame Devil and accepted it into his body?… This should be the only reasonable explanation.

While Yun Lintian pondered, Yang Chen seemed to notice his gaze and turned to look at him coldly. This movement immediately attracted Yan Yaoting's attention.

"What's wrong, Chen'er?" Yan Yaoting asked curiously while following Yang Chen's gaze to see Yun Lintian.

"He's strong." Yang Chen replied emotionlessly.

"Oh?" Yan Yaoting was immediately interested in this young man upon hearing this.