Chapter 909 You Can Take the Holy Sword with You
The ancestor Wumei was confused by Zhang Xing. He waved his hand and stopped thinking about it.
Let's ask more important questions.
"Young man, I sense a smell of light magic in you. Are you a disciple of the Temple of Light?"
"No, I just know a little light magic."
Zhang Xing replied.
"Boy, you are lying. The magic of the Temple of Light is never passed on to others. Don't tell me that you learned it secretly."
The ancestor Wumei's face turned cold and said coldly.
"Oh, I know about this. The people of the Temple of Light have never taught me, and they will not teach me."
"I learned it from Sister Ana, the ancestor of the Temple of Light, a saint of the same era as you."
Zhang Xing explained.
"What? Are you talking about Ana-Stasia, the 19th generation master of the Temple of Light?"
The ancestor Wumei was shocked.
Then he seemed to think of something, and Wumei frowned.
"Nonsense, nonsense!"
"Palace Master Ana has an important task in a secret place, how can you see it."
Back then, the saints each performed their duties and fulfilled arduous tasks.
If they hadn't deliberately shown their divine powers, no one would have found them.
Zhang Xing spread his hands and said, "I met Sister Ana in a hidden space in the Magic Beast Forest of the Tianxing Empire. She is just like you, with only a trace of remaining divine thoughts living in the holy vessel."
"Sister Ana and her disciples are suppressing the passage between the dark clan and humans."
"She passed on the light magic to me as a reward for her labor, and I also contributed a bit."
After hearing this, the puzzled look on the face of the ancestor Wumei turned into shock.
As soon as this kid entered Wanren Mountain, he had a very strange feeling, but he couldn't tell what it was.
However, he believed that Palace Master Ana met him because of this special feeling.
Thinking of this, the ancestor Wumei was relieved.
Let's not talk about anything else, just Zhang Xing's age. He was able to break through to the one-star Venerable Realm at the age of ten, which was already amazing and broke the cultivation record of the Holy Dragon Continent for thousands of years.
Which Saint would not want to show up to see such a monstrous person?
This is the youngest and strongest Saint who is about to rise on the Holy Dragon Continent!
"Zhang Xing, take this holy sword with you!"
It was not until this time that the Eyebrowless Ancestor called out Zhang Xing's name, obviously officially recognizing him.
"This... is not good?"
Zhang Xing hesitated.
If he brought this old guy with him, would he discover the secret of the Dragon Island?
Although he was only a trace of the Saint's divine thought, he was also extremely powerful, and his strength was at least above the five or six-star Venerable Realm.
If it hadn't been consumed for thousands of years, the old man's strength would probably be even higher.
Of course, this was just Zhang Xing's guess. He didn't know how strong the Saint was yet, and what realm his trace of residual thought was equivalent to.
However, even if he could reach more than six or seven stars, Zhang Xing didn't plan to take him.
Shenlong Island is his biggest support, and he doesn't need anyone else as a backer.
"What's not good?"
The eyebrowless ancestor frowned, but then relaxed.
"Brother Zhang Xing, don't worry. Although you are not a disciple of Wanren Mountain, I left a legacy that no matter who it is, as long as he can pull out the holy sword, it will belong to him."
"My unpromising disciples will not stop me."
"Besides, I'm relieved to leave the holy sword to you."
"Even if it stays here and is given to my disciples, they can't make use of the holy sword."
As the eyebrowless ancestor said this, he showed a look of relief on his face. After waiting for a thousand years, he finally found a wise master.
From today on, the holy sword will return to the world, sweeping away all the villains and killing all the remnants of darkness!
The name of my eyebrowless ancestor will resound throughout the continent again!