Chapter 916 - 565: New World, Ancient Martial Sect! (Double - )

Chapter 916: Chapter 565: New World, Ancient Martial Sect! (Double Chapter)

"I’ll try my best," Song Changming nodded in agreement.

He would indeed go to the Abyss again, but whether he could hear the ’heart voice’ of the Star Devouring Dragon again, that was uncertain.

"By the way, two descendants from ancient martial sects recently arrived in the city. Do you want to meet them?" As a chess game ended, Emperor Yun rose and said.

"Ancient martial sects?" Song Changming had heard of them and couldn’t help but ask.

"Are they the sects that possess the ancient martial arts?"

"Indeed," Emperor Yun said with a smile.

The definition of martial arts is recorded in only a few ancient texts, and not many know of it.

Song Changming understood it better because he mastered the Martial Technique of Silence Saber.

He knew the earth-shattering power of these martial arts and thus understood the significance of these so-called ancient martial sects, which were far beyond ordinary sects.

"They are both young and talented, so you might have some common topics to discuss," Emperor Yun smiled.

"It is worth seeing," Song Changming nodded.

In the previous battlefields of Lei Province, there were also figures from ancient martial sects.

Though they were few in number, their strength was indeed formidable, often with the ability to sway the course of battle!

This is a feat that ordinary martial arts grandmasters do not possess.

Descending from the clouds, he returned to the hall.

"Bring the two martial arts descendants to see me," Emperor Yun instructed the armored attendant beside him.

"Yes, Your Majesty," the attendant quickly left, disappearing instantly once out of the hall.

To act as Emperor Yun’s armored attendant, one must naturally be of considerable skill.

In no time, two streams of light descended before the Cloud Palace, and they slowly entered the hall.

Song Changming stood aside, watching them.

The newcomers were a young man and woman, both possessing extraordinary demeanor.

The man had a tall and robust stature, with sword-like eyebrows and starry eyes, exuding an inexplicable protagonist aura that made him difficult to ignore, no matter where he stood.

The woman had rare black short hair for this era.

Her features were delicate and exquisite, wearing a neat red outfit, without makeup and excess accessories.

Holding a sword in one hand, each of her wrists bore an iron ring.

Song Changming noticed that this sword was a good sword, and the iron rings were also remarkable items.

"Tong Zhige of Taijia Blade Sect, greets His Majesty Emperor Yun,"

"Xin Yan of Heaven-Encompassing Sword Sect, greets His Majesty Emperor Yun,"

Both stood and bowed, polite and without the arrogance of ancient martial sects.

Tong Zhige seemed amicable, with a gentle smile at the corner of his mouth.

Xin Yan, on the other hand, had a stern expression, pretending to be mature despite her youthful face.

"You both mentioned the person you most wished to meet upon coming to Yun Province. I have invited them for you," Emperor Yun said.

Upon hearing this, the pair immediately looked at Song Changming standing silently below the throne.

In the hall, only Song Changming’s attire did not match that of imperial attendants, indicating that Emperor Yun referred to him.

Both showed evident expressions of awe.

"Is it Immortal Song!" Tong Zhige immediately turned to Song Changming and bowed.

"..." Song Changming felt somewhat embarrassed.

There were many names for him in the outside world now.

Some even exalted him, using titles like Human King, Sword Saint, and the name just mentioned by Tong Zhige, Immortal Song.

Especially the title Immortal Song, which had become the most widespread.

People said Song Changming was the reincarnation of an Immortal God, entering the Mortal Realm with an immortal embryo, cultivating to the pinnacle of the Martial Tao from humble beginnings, thus testing himself through this manner!

In short, the name Immortal Song encompassed Song Changming’s past and present life, even including fantastical tales of him traveling the Immortal Court.

The stories were tremendously exaggerated.

Truthfully, titles like Human King and Immortal Song sounded awkward to Song Changming.

How did I become the reincarnation of an immortal god...

The related stories were getting more and more sensational.

Song Changming coughed lightly, casting a glance at Tong Zhige.

For ordinary rumors, he wouldn’t mind, but talking about immortality in the Cloud Palace, before Emperor Yun...

"I am Song Changming, pleased to meet you two." Song Changming felt compelled to emphasize his name.

Tong Zhige seemed oblivious, for these titles appeared hugely significant externally.

The name Immortal Song was not one that ordinary people could bear.

Throughout the world, there was only one Song Changming!

This was not a jest but an elevation of Song Changming onto a divine pedestal!

"Immortal Song slew countless demons on the battlefield, instilling fear in the Demon Race, truly an exemplar for our generation. I have long admired Immortal Song.

I merely regret not having completed my cultivation at the time, with my master forbidding my departure, unable to join Immortal Song in vanquishing demons and reclaiming the land, a huge regret in my heart."

Tong Zhige spoke sincerely, repeatedly using the title Immortal Song, clearly a devoted admirer of Song Changming.

This person’s attitude was quite different from Song Changming’s expectations.

Strong individuals have pride, and more so those like Tong Zhige, a descendant of martial arts.

Unexpectedly, the other party admired him so wholeheartedly.

In contrast, Xin Yan beside him was more reserved, still sternly examining Song Changming.

"Lei Province has yet to be fully reclaimed, and future battles will be frequent. If you have the heart, contribute to the Human Race in the future," Song Changming said.

"Naturally, rest assured Immortal Song..." Tong Zhige replied seriously.

"Brother Tong, perhaps a different title, Changming is fine," Song Changming suggested helplessly.

"Uh..." Tong Zhige changed to addressing him as Brother Song, sounding more normal.

"I heard that Immortal Song... cough, Marshal Song’s mastery of the Sword Tao is supernatural, having reached the Mastery Realm. I wonder how it compares to Brother Tong’s Taijia Saber." Xin Yan suddenly spoke.

Her voice was hoarse and deep, contrasting with her appearance, not the traditional crisp youthful sound.

"I’m not worthy, I’m just starting out, how can I compare with Immortal Song, cough... Brother Song’s battlefield prowess." Without waiting for Song Changming to respond, Tong Zhige humbly waved his hand.

Xin Yan’s mouth twitched, seemingly exasperated by Tong Zhige’s unconditional admiration for Song Changming.

Clearly he’s quite fierce himself, yet insists on acting this way.

"Taijia Saber is exclusively transmitted by your master, how can you demean your own learning like this!" Xin Yan glared at Tong Zhige, slightly displeased.

Tong Zhige paused, then respectfully bowed to Xin Yan, "You spoke rightly, miss."

"Brother Song, both of us study the Sword Tao, why not have a spar?" Tong Zhige then earnestly suggested to Song Changming.

"Now that’s more like it," Xin Yan nodded discreetly.

Tong Zhige and she both carried the status of ancient martial sect descendants; she didn’t want the ancient martial arts to be looked down upon.

Hearing this, Song Changming glanced back at Emperor Yun.

As it was in the Cloud Palace, he needed to seek Emperor Yun’s approval.

"Sparring is beneficial, let it happen outside the Cloud Palace." Emperor Yun spoke, as winds and clouds surged instantly outside the hall on the enormous square.

Simultaneously, arrays were activated.

This sight was familiar to Song Changming, similar to the cloud fighting arena he participated in twice before.

Unexpectedly, even for a simple spar, such arrangements were made, clearly showing how seriously Emperor Yun regarded it instead of casually dismissively.

One side was Song Changming, renowned throughout the Nine Provinces, the other was the mysterious descendants of ancient martial sects; the level of this spar was surely above the usual cloud fighting young talents.

Emperor Yun’s attention seemed justified.

"Then please, I also wish to experience Brother Tong’s ancient saber technique," obtaining consent, Song Changming nodded.

"Please!" Tong Zhige’s spirit soared; though he showed great humility to Song Changming just earlier, he now brimmed with eagerness.

Clearly in his heart, he desired to measure himself against Song Changming.

Xin Yan pushed him, fulfilling his wish.

The two proceeded outside the hall.

The only spectators were Xin Yan and Emperor Yun.

"Miss Xin Yan, what’s your view on this spar, who will win?" Emperor Yun, dressed in imperial robes, asked with a smile.

Xin Yan pondered briefly before swiftly answering.

"Tong Zhige will win."

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