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Chapter 6793 Sacrifice (one more)
"Miss Qi, this person has no proof of entering the temple. Some people say that he sneaked in, maybe he wanted to harm the Eternal Temple, so we are investigating his identity."

A guard said so.

Nangong Yaqing nodded, and then snorted coldly. Even if she came late, how could she not know the reason for this incident, but today's ceremony is the most important thing, so she can't be too violent. She waved her hand and said: "I know him, back off."

"Yes."

The silver-armored guards retreated immediately, and everything returned to the original state, but everyone looked at Ye Chen differently.

What is the relationship between this kid and Nangong Yaqing?
Nangong Yaqing is the only daughter of the Lord of the Eternal Temple. She is extremely talented, powerful, and proud. She is like a phoenix standing on a branch, overlooking the many young talents in the Eternal Void.

It was never heard that Nangong Yaqing had close contact with a certain man, even if it was a conversation, she kept a distance, neither humble nor overbearing.

But where did this kid come from today?

Doubts like these linger in everyone's minds and can't go away.

Nangong Yaqing didn't care about these things, she moved to Ye Chen's side, her lotus steps were lightly moved, her style was graceful, just like that coquettish flower in full bloom, people couldn't move their eyes away.

"Are you okay?" Nangong Yaqing asked.

"It's okay, some people deliberately pick things up."

He said, intentionally or unintentionally, he glanced at King Yongshuang, and found that the old man's expression was indeed unnatural.

Nangong Yaqing nodded, didn't say anything, but wrote down the location of King Yongshuang.

About a quarter of an hour later, Nangong Wentian returned from outside, and the noisy hall suddenly became extremely silent, only the soft sound of his cloud boots stepping on the ground.

"I kept you waiting for a long time, and now the Eternal Ceremony officially begins."

Nangong Wentian smiled slightly, no major emotional fluctuations could be seen from his face.

He came to the high platform, and with a wave of his big hand, white clouds spewed out from every corner of the palace, as if a strange magic power had been produced, covering everyone in it.

When the clouds dissipated again, everyone had come to a new world, with ancient forests, rushing rivers, and endless stars floating on the dome.

The most conspicuous thing is a towering mountain peak, to be precise, it is a building that can be called the pinnacle of the pole.

There is a splendid altar there, which can accommodate tens of thousands of people. The arc from the inside to the outside is suddenly arched, and it goes straight to the sky.

The structure of the altar was originally a mountain, but it was transformed into what it is today by the ancestors of the Eternal Temple.

Every thousand years, an Eternal Ceremony will be held to commemorate those great ancestors, open up the territory for the Eternal Temple, and sweep the void.

It is also to invite the blessings of the ancestors to bless the people in the temple.

Nangong Wentian in the center of the altar suddenly opened his eyes, and the silver-white sword light pierced the sky. The extremely powerful sword was extremely crazy at this moment, turning into a sword light that frightened all living beings.

Seeing this incomparably powerful sword light, the expressions of all the experts who came to participate in this Eternal Ceremony changed.

This sword is called One Thought Eternity, and it is the hall-suppressing move of the Temple of Eternity, and only the master of the temple can practice it.

Moreover, this sword, based on the entire Eternal Void, has been tempered with swordsmanship, and is divided into 72 moves. If practiced to the peak, it is not a problem to even split the entire Eternal Void.

10,000+ years ago, there was a master of the Temple of Eternity who practiced Yi Nian Eternity to an unprecedented level, and thus became the well-deserved number one powerhouse of Eternal Void.

But when the master of the temple came back two years later, he was seriously injured and could not retreat, and no one knew what he had experienced.

But since then, the Lord of the Eternal Temple has lost his prestige as the number one powerhouse. Not to mention the decline in strength, even his aura has weakened a lot, and he was taken away from the throne of the number one powerhouse.

Nangong Wentian, the current Palace Master of the Eternal Temple, has superhuman strength, and his talent is even higher than that previous Palace Master!
If you give him enough time, I'm afraid he will surpass that peak period!
Nangong Wentian cast a thought of eternity, summoning the ancestors of the Eternal Temple with swordsmanship.

The extremely strong kendo law is entwined on the silver-white long sword. As his eyes change, the moment he raises his hand, a round of silver crescent moon swings above, as if to tear apart this world and enter the realm of stars .

This sword seemed to crush everything in the world, to the point of ignoring everything.

Some peak powerhouses sighed in their hearts. It seems that Nangong Wentian has to occupy the throne of the number one powerhouse in the Eternal Void for a long time.

Ye Chen was also far away from the central team among the crowd. He looked up at the eternal sword move, and suddenly opened his spiritual eyes, and endless sword energy rushed towards him.

Ye Chen was shaken all over, and then closed his eyes.

Nangong Yaqing was beside him. Seeing Ye Chen's move, she couldn't help being a little puzzled. Was this guy frightened by his father's sword move?

In Ye Chen's mind, all the pictures around him were still, and any noisy sounds were also silenced.

There was only one picture left in front of his eyes, and everyone present turned into living sculptures, motionless.

And an inexplicable exclamation surged from his heart, and Ye Chen realized in a daze, could this be the eternity contained in that sword move?
He fixed his eyes on the center of the altar, like a candle.

That ray of eternal power was fleeting, faint, and extremely ethereal. Ye Chen was waiting for Nangong Wentian to draw his sword, until the moment when the other party swung the long sword again, he grasped the momentary void.

Sure enough, there was a trace of eternal power in the long sword, and the overflowing part was absorbed by Ye Chen and twisted into a spirit 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 faint smoke, there was no need to look at the scene, he must be on the verge of a breakthrough.

And this aura is very similar to the eternal power when his father used the sword technique.

What can this person realize from an eternal thought?Talent is too scary.

It's a pity that except for Nangong Yaqing, everyone ignored Ye Chen and let him stand on the periphery of the crowd and observe alone.

Who would care about a low-level character who is too real?
At this moment, Ye Chen thought of many things in his mind, and his understanding of Taizhen Realm became deeper and deeper.

Now that I have stepped into the Taizhen Realm, I should ask the Crouching Dragon God Venerable to take back the page of the Tianwu Crouching Dragon Sutra left to him by the Supreme Goddess.

At this moment, Ye Chen, the ray of white light overflowing from the top of his head is like a river flowing into the sea, blending with the shining silver light on the altar.

(End of this chapter)