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Early in the morning, the first rays of light illuminated the entire mountain peak.

Fan Wuji pushed open the door to his own cave, and the sunlight fell on his face. It was warm, yet a little dazzling. He stayed in his immortal cave for three whole days to gather and eat qi.

When he walked out of the immortal cave, a group of people had already surrounded it. In these three days, many disciples of the main peak and even some elders and deacons had come to find him. He refused to leave the room. He was not in the mood for these mundane matters. He did not have the thought of making friends or forming small groups. He only wanted to focus on the matter of cultivation. Apart from this one matter, he had nothing else.

These disciples were mostly inner disciples. The main peak's inner disciples held an extraordinary status in the Skysword Sect. Compared to the other eight peaks, they all had a faint sense of pride. These proud disciples all had hypocritical smiles on their faces, as they wanted to climb up the big tree like Fan Wuji.

Fan Wuji had only been in the sect for a few years, and he had already become the ninth true disciple. The current him was no longer that ordinary youth from the Hundred Kingdom Territory, but one of the ten great Successor Disciples of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Every true disciple was a genius, and their status in the Skysword Sect was no less than some of the inner sect elders. Even the masters of the nine peaks valued these Successor Disciples more than the inner elders.

True disciples were the leaders of the next generation of sects, and most of them had the potential to touch upon the dao. Once they reached the Dao, they would become the senior experts of the Earth Immortal Realm, and would henceforth stand at the pinnacle of the Northern Reaches.

"Senior Martial Brother Fan came out." He's out. "

"Is this the new Successor Disciple of my main peak?"

"The rumors are not good, Senior Martial Brother Fan is only nineteen years old."

"His hair is whiter than snow. I heard that he used a forbidden technique."

For a moment, groups of seven or eight were gathered together, discussing something in hushed voices. Many people walked up to him, wanting to get close to him. He came out of the crowd with a radiant smile.

And at this time, a tall youth dressed in purple arrived in front of Fan Wuji. A strange light flashed in the eyes of the two as they simultaneously sized each other up.

The purple disciple attire was the symbol of the Heavenly Sword Sect's Successor Disciples. In the Skysword Sect, purple clothes were a taboo, only the top ten strongest true disciples were qualified to wear purple. Thus, in the Skysword Sect, purple represented nobility.

The tall youth revealed a smile and said: "You are Junior Brother Fan?" I am Han Fei from the main peak. "

Hearing the two words' Han Fei ', his heart trembled, and his face changed slightly as a grave expression appeared on it.

As the saying goes, a person's name is the shadow of a tree.

Han Fei's name was known to almost everyone in the Heavenly Sword Sect. Han Fei was only thirty-three years old. When he was twenty-nine, he stepped into the Life and Death Realm. Now, after four years, it was hard for anyone to tell how profound his cultivation was.

Four years ago, Han Fei challenged the then number one Successor Disciple, defeated him, and successfully became the number one Successor Disciple of the Heavenly Sword Sect.

Many disciples had challenged Han Fei in the past few years and had been forced to use nine flying swords to defeat the other Successor Disciples.

In the past four years, Han Fei's strength had become more and more powerful. He was a mountain that was pressing down on the bodies of all the disciples. With him here, the other disciples would not be able to breathe.

"So it's Senior Martial Brother Han." Limitless has long heard of Senior Brother's great name, how about we spar in the future? " Fan Wuji proudly said.

His eyes were filled with eagerness, which made Han Fei smile. However, he looked up to Fan Wuji. All these years after he became the number one true disciple, the other disciples had always been in awe of him. Even some of the weaker true disciples didn't dare to exchange pointers with him.

In the past two years, he felt a sense of loneliness. In such a large sect, there were countless geniuses, but no one dared to fight him. He did not think that Fan Wuji would be able to defeat him, but he liked this type of character who was not afraid of battle.

"If there's a chance in the future, we two brothers can give it a hand. It's just that today, Master has announced that I will bring you to the Empty Hall to meet the old man. " Han Fei said calmly.

Hearing this, Fan Wuji also nodded his head heavily. Han Fei's Master was the Sect Leader of the Skysword Sect, and he even took into account the name of the Peak Master of the main peak, the number one person in the entire Sky Sword Sect.

The sect leader of the Heavenly Sword Sect had commanded the Heavenly Sword Sect for more than nine thousand years. He had always kept a low profile, wholeheartedly cultivating. In the entire Heavenly Sword Sect, many people only heard of his name and didn't see him.

Under Han Fei's lead, they quickly arrived at the peak of the main mountain. The main peak of the Heavenly Sword Sect was 29,999 feet high, a difference of one zhang was a height of 100,000 zhang. The peak of the mountain was a forbidden area to begin with. Other than the few elders of the main peak and the disciples of the grand master, no one else was qualified to enter.

For the first time, Fan Wuji set foot on the main peak. He looked into the distance, taking in all eight sword peaks in his surroundings. For a time, he felt relaxed and happy. He felt a great sense of pride, and couldn't help but let out a long whistle.

Amidst his howls, there was the feeling of a tiger's roar and the cry of an ape. Han Fei's expression remained the same. Many people had a special feeling when they arrived at the peak of the main mountain for the first time.

Not long after, Fan Wuji stopped his whistling. Han Fei looked at him and pointed to the top of the mountain. "On this mountain peak, there is a floating palace. It was the residence of the previous sect master. Master is waiting for us inside. "2

In the next moment, Han Fei took out a talisman that contained the power of space, enveloping the two of them. In an instant, they teleported to the floating palace atop the mountain peak.

This hall was not very large outside, but when Fan Wuji stood in it, he discovered that the interior was several times larger than the exterior. He followed Han Fei's footsteps and walked deeper into the main hall.

After walking for about one hundred zhang, he finally saw a middle-aged man with sharp eyebrows and an aggressive temperament. This man sat upright in front of the table. He didn't have the slightest bit of energy fluctuations or the aura of a cultivator. He was just like an ordinary person without any cultivation.

At first glance, he looked like an Immortal sword soaring up into the Heavens. However, at first glance, he looked like a boundless land mass, as well as a lofty and lofty sky, with the unfathomable depth of the sea. In fact, he was even standing there in the very center of the starry sky, on the main planet.

Han Feizi bowed deeply towards the middle-aged man and said, "Greetings, Master." The ninth true disciple Fan Wuji has been brought here. "

"Greetings, Lord Sect Master." Fan Wuji bowed and performed a respectful bow.

The middle-aged man with sword-shaped eyebrows said in a clear voice, "Kid, you have a mysterious power concealing some secrets. Even with this power, I was still unable to see the reality before me. In the past ten thousand years, there have been less than ten people that I have not been able to see through. In the younger generation, you are the first person I can't see through. "

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