Chapter 32: Inheritance of the Mantle, a Little Flustered

Everyone looked over after hearing this.

Only to see a colorful divine light in the secret realm gushing out along the divine tablet.

The next second, Ye Xuan entered the divine tablet.

"Ancestor... The ancestor has appeared!!!"

After a brief shock, the elders of the Xuantian Sect on the round platform cried out in surprise.

The ancestor they were talking about was naturally not the second- and third-generation ancestors such as Venerable Jin Jian and Ancestor Long Yun.

It was the founder of the Xuantian Sect, Ancestor Xun Lan.

This Ancestor Xun Lan was the direct descendant of the 32nd generation of the Taoist master of Xuantian Divine Dao.

Although few people in the Southern Wilderness mentioned this matter now, there are detailed records of this matter in the secret records of the ancestors of the Xuantian Sect.

At the beginning, Ancestor Xun Lan had a very bad relationship with Xuantian Divine Dao because of the issue of the next successor of Xuantian Divine Dao. In a fit of anger, he left the Southern Wilderness and founded the Xuantian Sect.

Although Patriarch Xun Lan lost the battle for the orthodoxy of Xuantian Divine Dao, his cultivation was unparalleled in the Southern Wilderness.

The Xuantian Sect, which he founded, has stood in the Southern Wilderness for tens of thousands of years and is still the dominant existence in the Southern Wilderness.

"This monument on the sacred mountain was made by Patriarch Xun Lan himself before he passed away. Only by being summoned by him can you have the opportunity to enter the world of the monument."

At this moment, looking at Ye Xuan who disappeared in the monument, the leader of Xuantian Sect and the elders of the sect present felt as if they had experienced a magnitude 12 earthquake in their hearts.

"Ye Xuan actually won the favor of Patriarch Xun Lan?"

"Hiss~"

In an instant, there were bursts of gasps.

"Pass on this sect leader's oral order. From now on, Ye Xuan is the young leader of my Xuantian Sect. Seeing him is like seeing me in person!"

The voice of the leader of Xuantian Sect, like thunder from the sky, exploded again in everyone's ears.

"What?"

"The trial of life and death has not yet ended, and the sect master has already publicly appointed Ye Xuan as the young sect master of our Xuantian Sect?"

After hearing the order from the sect master of Xuantian Sect, those original supporters of Hua Yuntian trembled and turned pale.

Who would have thought that Hua Yuntian, the biggest dark horse in this trial of life and death, would die prematurely?

"Damn it, this Hua Yuntian is really a troublemaker!"

"He will drag us down with him even if he dies."

"If he wants to die, he should die earlier. Why doesn't he die in the ancient secret realm? He has to come out to harm us."

Although Ye Xuan has occupied a large amount of cultivation resources in Xuantian Sect over the years, haven't they endured for so many years?

How short is life?

Won't it be over if you endure it?

But at this time, Hua Yuntian appeared.

His terrifying strength overwhelmed Xiao Man and Jiang Qing, two of his direct disciples, and boosted their confidence.

At this moment, after feeling the proud and ready-to-repay eyes of Ye Xuan's supporters, they regretted it so much that their intestines turned green.

Senior Brother Chen, who had previously praised Hua Yuntian, became the target of public criticism.

"If it weren't for this old bitch who praised Hua Yuntian so much, why would we be enemies with Ye Xuan?"

Facing the pot that fell from the sky, Senior Brother Chen was also dumb and bitter.

"Damn it, you guys insisted on asking who Hua Yuntian was, so I told you, how could I know that this dog hadn't come back for more than a hundred years, and when he came back, he was hit on the head with a secret treasure and died on the spot?"

However, the ones who were most touched were the elders of the sects on the round platform.

It was the Xuantian Sect Master who pushed Hua Yuntian to enter the Xuantian Divine Dao!

Now, it is still the Xuantian Sect Master who announced that Ye Xuan became the young sect master!

The time between the two was less than an incense stick.

The huge contrast is really a cause for regret.

However, in the eyes of Xuantian Sect Master, all this is just another gamble.

Hua Yuntian has died in the secret realm and has become a thing of the past. Now, the person who entered the monument of Xunlan Patriarch is Ye Xuan, so the position of the young leader of Xuantian Sect can only be him, Ye Xuan.

As for Hua Yuntian?

Who would remember the name of a dead person!

Not to mention him, Hua Yuntian, even the other two nine-star martial sects, Xiao Man and Jiang Qing, are now far inferior to Ye Xuan in the heart of Xuantian Sect Master.

Although the battle for the sacred mountain in the secret realm of life and death has not yet reached the final moment.

But in the eyes of Xuantian Sect Master, the final winner of today's life and death trial is undoubtedly Ye Xuan.

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The secret realm of life and death, in the monument.

Ye Xuan only felt a colorful divine light rushing towards him, and then he appeared in a colorful mysterious space.

"Are these... the ancestors of Xuantian Sect?"

Looking around, at this moment, Ye Xuan was surrounded by people with condensed energy.

Each of them exuded an ancient and vicissitudes of life.

The Golden Sword Venerable, Longyun Patriarch, who had previously passed down the inheritance, was among them.

However, Ye Xuan's eyes finally locked on a man in white in the middle.

Because this person was the founder of Xuantian Sect, Patriarch Xunlan!

At this moment, Patriarch Xunlan's eyes were staring straight at Ye Xuan.

"Are you willing to inherit from me!"

"What?"

"Are you willing to inherit from me?"

"Accept the inheritance?"

"Yes!"

Hearing this, Ye Xuan's head exploded.

The man in front of him was the founder of Xuantian Sect!

A true ancestor.

An existence that shocked the entire Southern Wilderness Territory.

Xuantian Sect, which he founded with his own hands, is still the top sect in the Southern Wilderness Territory and is the undisputed overlord of the Southern Wilderness.

But now, this legendary existence was actually standing in front of Ye Xuan alive.

Do you want to teach him the inheritance?

It's just... why is the look in the eyes of the patriarch who is passing on the mantle slightly panicked?

Patriarch Xunlan was of course panicked.

Not only Patriarch Xun Lan felt panic, but Venerable Jin Jian, Patriarch Long Yun and others behind him were also panicking at this moment.

The black little girl outside was staring at them eagerly.

If it weren't for the protection of the sacred monument, I'm afraid that girl would have rushed up and swallowed them all alive.

If you don't become a true god, you will ultimately be just a handful of loess.

Even a peak demigod like Patriarch Xun Lan cannot escape the fate of falling.

His purpose in building this monument was not only to leave a legacy for future generations of his disciples, but also to leave a trace of his spiritual thoughts in the stone monument to survive in the world.

I just didn't expect that this ray of spiritual thought he had to survive in the world would one day become food in the eyes of others.

"Um... ahem, that little girl outside seems to listen to you very much. After I give you the inheritance later, can you go out and tell her to stop staring at the sacred monument like this?

The look in her eyes made me panic! "

Patriarch Xunlan's face turned red, as if he was talking to a younger disciple.

He was just like a rich man who met Taijun.

Behind him, Patriarch Long Yun, Venerable Jin Jian and other ancestors of the Xuantian Sect were sweating profusely at this moment, staring at Ye Xuan with a pair of pleading eyes.

With that look, Ye Xuan had no doubt that even if he asked the patriarchs in the stone tablet to put on hula skirts and perform a hula dance to add to the fun, they would agree without hesitation.

"Hey~"

Seeing this, Ye Xuan couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

"It's all my fault. I always regard myself as a model of respecting teachers and respecting morality. Faced with so many requests in person from the ancestors, I really can't bear to refuse."

That being the case!

"Masters, please hand over all the ancient secrets in your hands."