"Junior brother, junior sister, take care." Lin Ran looked at the group, feeling very worried.
Unfortunately, he couldn't go in with them.
I only hope that my junior brothers and sisters can return safely. If we can protect Lingyun Peak, that would be the best outcome.
"I want to see how many of them can get in from Lingyun Peak."
Some inner disciples with ill intentions watched Wei Qinghe and Di Fuyue with expressions of amusement.
"Why should Lingyun Peak struggle? The Palace Master has been missing for so many years. It's time for a new Palace Master to succeed him."
"The peak masters and elders are all very good, and they are suitable to be the palace master."
"If the peak masters and elders are not interested in becoming palace masters, they can be elected from among the younger generation."
“I think that Emperor Hao is quite good. He is the most outstanding among the younger generation of the Emperor family.”
“That’s right, that’s right. Emperor Hao is indeed outstanding, and he has the closest relationship with the Goddess. If they become Daoist partners, they will surely strengthen our Northern Underworld Divine Palace in the future.”
Wei Qinghe frowned slightly. Although she didn't recognize the so-called goddess, she immediately thought of the cherry blossoms she had seen on the high platform earlier.
And the man standing next to Yingluo, with a fawning expression.
Those two were probably the goddess and the emperor that the disciples were talking about.
Just now, that goddess did have good talent and aptitude, but what about that Emperor?
That's all there is to it.
How can someone like that be fit to be the palace master?
Wei Qinghe and Di Fuyue didn't say anything. They had their own purposes, and they didn't care about the Palace Master or anything like that.
The group followed the main procession into the Abyss of Ten Thousand Swords.
Wan Jianyuan's sword resonated once more, its sword energy surging and intertwining, its sword light dazzling and blinding.
Even some cultivators who managed to enter were rendered unable to move by the powerful gale.
The seemingly messy and chaotic sword energy came and went rapidly, leaving bloody marks on many cultivators.
Some cultivators were even thrown out by the force of the impact.
As soon as Wei Qinghe and Di Fuyue entered, the once silent myriad swords seemed to boil over instantly.
"Oh no, the myriad swords are about to rise again." The guardian elder of the Myriad Swords Abyss quickly took action and activated the formation to suppress the myriad swords.
Even with the formation activated, the myriad swords trembled violently, trying to emerge from the ground.
"It seems he really is the successor favored by the Sword Master." The First Elder arrived quickly with several other elders.
Looking at the situation inside the Ten Thousand Swords Abyss, he was both excited and gratified.
Although the major peaks had overshadowed Lingyun Peak in those years, with the Palace Master missing for a long time, they still hoped that someone could truly shoulder the Palace Master's responsibilities.
Being an elder or a peak master is already tiring enough for them; they really don't want to be a palace master.
When the Palace Master was in power, they didn't realize it, and many even wanted to take his place. But after several battles with the Demon Clan, they truly understood that being the Palace Master was not just an honor, but also a responsibility.
Now that they are all getting on in years, they have no time for such things and want to find a truly suitable person to be the palace master. They are willing to offer their help without reservation.
The appearance of Di Fuyue gave them all hope.
Furthermore, I genuinely admire Wei Qinghe's combat prowess and her rare, top-quality multi-spiritual root.
If these two become the new rulers of the Northern Underworld Palace, they will surely be able to restore the glory of the Northern Underworld Palace in its heyday, making the demons dare not offend them again.
“That person is indeed extraordinary; in fact, his features resemble those of the old palace master,” said the guardian elder of Wan Jianyuan, looking at the surging sword energy in front of him.
"This person not only resembles the old palace master in appearance, but even his aura is somewhat similar."
The Grand Elder also looked into the depths of the Myriad Swords Abyss, but Di Fuyue was nowhere to be seen.
"Let's wait until he comes out of the Ten Thousand Swords Abyss. I actually think more highly of that young girl," said the Peak Master of Rainbow Cloud Peak with a smile.
Inside the Abyss of Ten Thousand Swords.
Although the sword blades of Wan Jian were suppressed by the formation, the sword energy still danced wildly.
More and more disciples were either forced to withdraw by the sword energy or were directly sent away by it.
Seeing more and more disciples emerging from the Myriad Swords Abyss, the elders and peak masters felt that the disciples of the Northern Underworld Divine Palace were truly getting worse with each generation.
In their hearts, they placed more hope on Wei Qinghe and Di Fuyue.
"How did we end up out here?"
"I was about to get the sword when I was pushed away by a strong person."
"Is the sword of Wan Jianyuan really that hard to obtain?"
"Wasn't it said that we could take Wan Jianyuan's swords at will? How come we didn't even have a chance to touch them?"
The elders and peak masters were both amused and exasperated by the ignorance and arrogance of these people.
"As long as you have the ability, you can take any sword from Wan Jian Yuan. You can take whichever one you can, and as many as you can."
But you can't even touch the sword, so how dare you ask such a question?
The disciple who was sent out seemed to understand something.
A blush involuntarily appeared on their pale or ashen faces.
Yes, they only remembered that those disciples who had once obtained the Ten Thousand Swords Abyss Sword could take it casually, but they overlooked the hardships and abilities those people had endured.
Inside the Abyss of Ten Thousand Swords.
Di Fuyue and Wei Qinghe have already separated.
The two were dealing with the chaotic sword energy. Wei Qinghe had just dispersed the incoming sword energy when the white figure came into view.
"You must be Wei Qinghe from Lingyun Peak?"
Yingluo narrowed her eyes as she looked at Wei Qinghe, seemingly sizing her up, but in reality, there was obvious disdain in her eyes.
"How exactly did you, with your five spiritual roots, enter my Northern Underworld Divine Palace? Was it because Di Fuyue entered that we had no choice but to take you in as well?"
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