390: Reverse Life (Part 8) (Bonus Chapter by the Great God of Twilight Winter!) (Six Chapters!)

A deathly silence fell.

Everyone stood motionless, watching the young man who had drawn the Ancestral Master's sword.

The "Innate Sword Saint Body" Genius, who had just been brimming with confidence and had triggered six sword chimes, now looked ashen-faced, staring blankly at the heavy sword in Wang Yun's hand.

His pride and confidence were utterly shattered in that moment, completely crushed.

Just then, a sharp voice filled with resentment and jealousy pierced the silence.

"He cheated!"

It was Li Ran.

He rushed out from the crowd like a madman, pointing at Wang Yun and shouting fiercely.

"He must have used some despicable, underhanded technique! This is absolutely impossible!"

"How could a mere Earth Spirit Realm trash possibly move the Ancestral Master's Saint-Grade weapon? He is blaspheming the Ancestral Master!"

He turned to the Elders on the viewing platform, speaking earnestly as if he were the one defending the Sect's honor.

"I implore the Elders to see the truth, seize this scoundrel immediately, reclaim the Saint-Grade weapon, and subject him to a strict trial!"

His words stirred up some Disciples who also couldn't accept reality, causing a commotion.

However, Wang Yun just looked at him calmly, his gaze serene.

With a twist of his wrist, he effortlessly reinserted the heavy Bei Hong sword back into the stone platform.

After doing this, he spoke lightly.

"I have returned the sword."

His gaze fell on Li Ran, his tone plain but carrying an undeniable authority.

"If you can do it, then you try?"

These simple four words made Li Ran burn with shame.

Li Ran's face instantly flushed crimson.

He was caught in a dilemma.

Step forward and draw the sword?

Even the Sect's strongest Saint Ancestor probably couldn't do it! How could he possibly pull it out!

As Li Ran was put on the spot, making a complete fool of himself,

A powerful pressure instantly enveloped the entire Sword Inquiry Platform.

The Heavenly Sword Saint Ancestor's gaze swept across the crowd, finally landing on the disgraced Li Ran.

"This farce should end now."

He just coldly uttered a few words.

Li Ran trembled all over, collapsing to the ground, not daring to say another word.

The Saint Realm Old Ancestor paid him no further mind, instead turning his gaze to Wang Yun.

His eyes held complex emotions.

A moment later, in front of everyone, he made an announcement that once again shocked the entire assembly.

"From today onward, Yun shall be the First Saint of my Heavenly Sword Sect, the heir of the Ancestral Master!"

"Within the Sect, he shall enjoy the same treatment as the Sect Master, with a transcendent status!"

As soon as these words were spoken, the entire crowd was stunned.

All the Elders and Disciples looked at Wang Yun with disbelief.

A Disciple who had just entered the Sect, with a cultivation level only at the Earth Spirit Realm, had ascended to heaven in a single step, becoming an existence second only to the Saint Ancestor?

This was simply unbelievable.

But, this was the Saint Ancestor's decree.

No one dared to object.

After the announcement, the Saint Realm Old Ancestor's figure slowly dissipated, as if he had never appeared.

But the decree he left behind caused a huge stir in everyone's hearts... With the Sword Inquiry Platform matter concluded, the Saint Ancestor's figure appeared deep within the Forbidden Ground.

He immediately secretly summoned Elder San and several other high-ranking members who knew of Wang Yun's origins.

"Tell me everything about him, in full detail."

The Saint Ancestor's tone brooked no argument.

Elder San dared not withhold anything, recounting everything from how Zhu Wen returned from the Boundary Sea, how he used his merits to secure a Mortal's entry into the inner Sect, to how Wang Yun Cultivated from a Mortal to the Earth Spirit Realm in half a year.

After hearing this, the several Venerable Realm Elders were still confused, not understanding why the Saint Ancestor placed such importance on him.

However, the Saint Ancestor's heart was also roiling with huge waves.

The Boundary Sea Chaos!

That was a deadly land that even a Saint like him found heart-palpitating, where a single misstep could lead to death.

How could a Mortal body survive from within it?

No, this wasn't simply a matter of "survival."

He recalled the two clear emotions he had sensed from the Bei Hong heavy sword on the Sword Inquiry Platform earlier.

Submission, and familiarity.

For a genuine Saint-Grade weapon to willingly submit, the other party's Realm must be at least at the terrifying level of a Great Saint.

And that sense of familiarity indicated that the other party had a deep connection with his Ancestral Master, Saint King Bei Hong, most likely an old acquaintance.

An old acquaintance of the Ancestral Master, at the Great Saint level, who emerged from the Boundary Sea Chaos.

The Saint Ancestor searched through all the most secret ancient records of the Sect in his mind.

A chilling conjecture surfaced in his heart.

This youth named "Yun" was no Junior.

He was an old monster who had survived from ancient times!

The Saint Ancestor dared not think further.

He dared even less to expose it.

He immediately issued a strict order.

"All information regarding Saint Yun is classified as the Sect's highest secret. Any leak, even half a word, will be met with execution without mercy!"

"Additionally, all his requests, no matter how outrageous, must be unconditionally fulfilled!"

In the Saint Ancestor's heart, Wang Yun had already become a deity-like existence, "absolutely not to be offended"... The scene shifted, and a year passed quietly.

Having become a Saint, Wang Yun showed no airs, still Cultivating peacefully in that ordinary Immortal Cave.

During this year, his cultivation silently reached the Peak Three Origin Realm.

On this day, the Saint Ancestor's figure personally appeared outside Wang Yun's Immortal Cave.

He showed no airs of a powerful expert, lowering his posture extremely, like a Junior coming to seek guidance.

"This old man pays his respects to Saint Yun."

Wang Yun walked out of the Immortal Cave, looked at the Saint Realm Old Ancestor before him, and nodded calmly.

The Saint Ancestor stated his purpose.

He earnestly requested Wang Yun to take action and enter a Forbidden Ground in the Sect's rear mountains.

That Forbidden Ground was the former meditation site of Ancestral Master Saint King Bei Hong, filled with dangers and permeated with the Ancestral Master's unconsciously scattered Saint Dao Sword Intent, which even a Saint like him couldn't penetrate deeply.

He wanted Wang Yun to enter and retrieve an important relic left behind by the Ancestral Master.

Wang Yun sensed the other's goodwill and, remembering the bond with Bei Hong as an old acquaintance,

"For an old acquaintance's Orthodoxy, I should help if I can."

He thought to himself and readily agreed.

Under the Saint Ancestor's personal guidance, Wang Yun arrived outside that Forbidden Ground.

Inside the Forbidden Ground, Sword Qi crisscrossed, and those masterless Sword Intents were enough to easily shred a Venerable.

Yet Wang Yun walked as if on level ground.

He simply walked in casually.

The moment those violent Saint Dao Sword Intents touched his body, they immediately became docile, even actively clearing a path for him.

A moment later, Wang Yun walked out, holding a relic sealed in a jade box.

It was a relic that no one had been able to retrieve for countless eras since the untimely death of the exceptionally talented "Young Ancestral Master," the direct Disciple of Saint King Bei Hong.

Seeing the intact jade box in Wang Yun's hand, the Saint Ancestor had no more doubts, completely confirming his conjecture.

Shock, awe, relief.

His heart was a mix of emotions.

He became even more respectful, absolutely daring not to reveal this secret, only burying it forever in his heart.