Chapter 6793 Sacrifice (Update 1)

"Miss, this person has no proof of entry into the temple. Some people say that he sneaked in and might want to harm the Eternal Temple, so we are checking his identity."

A guard said so.

Nangong Yaqing nodded and snorted coldly. Even if she came late, how could she not know the reason for this incident? However, today's ceremony is important, so she can't get too angry. She waved her hand and said, "I know him, leave."

"Yes."

The silver-armored guards then dispersed, 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 master of the Eternal Temple. She is extremely talented, powerful, and arrogant, just like a phoenix standing on a branch, overlooking the many young talents in the Eternal Void.

Nangong Yaqing has never been heard of close contact with a man. Even when talking, she keeps a distance and is neither humble nor arrogant.

But where did this kid come from today?

Such doubts lingered in everyone's mind and could not be shaken off.

Nangong Yaqing did not care about these. She moved to Ye Chen's side, moving her lotus steps lightly, and her style was like a blooming enchanting flower, which made people unable to take their eyes away.

"Are you okay?" Nangong Yaqing asked.

"It's okay, some people are just deliberately making trouble."

As he said this, he looked at the Yongshuang Zunwang intentionally or unintentionally, and found that the old man's expression was indeed unnatural.

Nangong Yaqing nodded and said nothing, but he wrote down the location of Yongshuang Zunwang.

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

"Sorry to have kept you waiting for a long time, now the Eternal Ceremony officially begins."

Nangong Wentian smiled slightly, and there was not much emotional fluctuation on his face.

He came to the high platform, and with a wave of his hand, white clouds and mist gushed out from every corner of the palace, as if a strange magic was generated, covering everyone.

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

The most conspicuous thing was a towering mountain. To be precise, it was a building that could be called the pinnacle of the extreme.

There was a magnificent altar there, which could accommodate tens of thousands of people. The arc from the inside to the outside suddenly arched up and rushed straight into the sky.

The structure of the altar was originally a mountain, and later it was transformed into its current appearance by the ancestors of the Eternal Temple.

Every thousand years, the Eternal Ceremony will be held to commemorate those great ancestors who opened up territories for the Eternal Temple and swept across the void.

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

Nangong Wentian, who was in the center of the altar, suddenly opened his eyes. The silver-white sword light broke through the clouds. The extremely powerful sword force was extremely crazy at this moment, turning into a sword light that shocked everyone.

Looking at this extremely powerful sword light, the expressions of the strong men who came to participate in this Eternal Ceremony changed.

This sword is called One Thought Eternal, which is the palace-guarding move of the Eternal Temple. Only the Palace Master can practice it.

Moreover, this sword is based on the entire Eternal Void to temper the sword method. There are 72 styles in total. When practiced to the peak state, it is not a problem to even split the entire Eternal Void.

More than 100,000 years ago, there was a Palace Master of the Eternal Temple who practiced One Thought Eternal to an unprecedented level, and thus became the well-deserved first strong man in the Eternal Void.

But when the Palace Master of the Temple returned again two years later, he was seriously injured and secluded. No one could know what he had experienced.

But since then, the Lord of the Eternal Temple has lost his prestige as the strongest. Not only has his strength declined, but his aura has also weakened a lot, and his position as the strongest has been taken away by someone else.

The current Lord of the Eternal Temple, Nangong Wentian, is extremely powerful, and his talent is even better than that of the Lord back then!

If he is given enough time, he may surpass that person's peak period!

Nangong Wentian used the Eternal Thought to summon the ancestors of the Eternal Temple with swordsmanship.

The extremely rich sword law was entangled on the silver-white long sword. As his eyes changed, he raised his hand in an instant, and a silver crescent moon rose above it, as if to tear apart the world and go straight into the realm of the stars.

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

Some peak strong men sighed in their hearts, it seems that Nangong Wentian will have to occupy the throne of the strongest in the Eternal Void for a long time.

Ye Chen was also in the crowd, away from the center team. He looked up at the eternal sword move, and suddenly it was as if he opened his spiritual eyes, and endless sword energy rushed towards him.

Ye Chen's whole body was shaken, and then he closed his eyes.

Nangong Yaqing was beside him, and when she saw Ye Chen's move, she couldn't help but wonder, was this guy scared by his father's sword move?

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

There was only one picture left in front of him, and everyone present became a living sculpture, motionless.

And an inexplicable sigh surged from his heart, and Ye Chen vaguely realized that this was the eternity contained in the sword move?

He stared at the center of the altar with his eyes, as clear as candlelight.

That ray of eternal power was fleeting, vague and extremely ethereal. Ye Chen was waiting for Nangong Wentian to draw his sword. When the other party swung his sword again, he caught the moment of emptiness.

The long sword really contained a trace of eternal power, and the overflowing part was absorbed by Ye Chen and entangled into a spiritual sword of only about one meter, which quickly entered his body.

Nangong Yaqing also found that something was wrong with Ye Chen at this time. He was surrounded by a faint mist. There was no need to look at the scene. He must be on the verge of a breakthrough.

And this breath was very similar to the eternal power when his father performed swordsmanship.

What can this person understand from the eternal thought? His talent is too terrible.

It’s a pity that except Nangong Yaqing, everyone else ignored Ye Chen and let him stand outside the crowd and watch alone.

Who would care about a small character in the Taizhen 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 Taizhen, it is time to ask the Wolong God to take back the page of Tianwu Wolong Sutra that the Supreme Goddess left for him.

At this moment, the white light overflowing from Ye Chen's head was like a river flowing into the sea, merging with the shining silver-white light on the altar.