Accumulated Feathers Cold Ice Cave, Lonely Sword Peak.
The entire mountain peak resembled a magnified statue of an armless woman, standing tall in the Void.
From a distance, its shape bore a high resemblance to the giant finger of the Void that had appeared before.
Zhou Yan, with folded arms behind his back, gazed at the solitary peak, feeling an unusual sense of peace within. Even now, he could still sense the abundant Lonely Sword Intent contained within, which were the remnants of the Sword Intent left by Ni Chang Fairy.
This form of the Sword Dao, it seemed, had not been first created by Zhou Yan, but had existed a long time ago.
"Zhou Yanxuan, regarding the matter of the Blood Ancestor..."
Currently, facing Zhou Yan, Hou Ting Sect Master had already adjusted his mentality, his words carried a clear cordiality; perhaps not up to the level of respect, yet he treated Zhou Yan as someone to be regarded on an equal footing.
For Hou Ting’s proud character, this was indeed unusual.
"Elder Hou, rest assured, I am aware of the matter. Please wait a moment, after the Blood Ancestor and Ni Chang Fairy left, they went to my Secret Realm to arrange a Guardian Ancient Array for my sacred land. I have already sent a message over, they will arrive soon."
Zhou Yan said calmly.
"Secret Realm? Sacred Land?"
Hou Ting was slightly startled, then his expression turned somewhat shocked, "Zhou Yanxuan, are you referring to the Yuan Ci Secret Realm? You, you actually plan to establish a Sacred Land? Aren’t those merely rumors and gossip?"
Hou Ting Sect Master was clearly surprised.
Hearing this, Zhou Yan nodded thoughtfully. He knew that those who hadn’t experienced these events first-hand would never understand what truly happened.
As for figures like the Evil King, Yaochi Saint, they naturally wouldn’t disclose what happened inside the Ten Thousand Ghosts Sword Tomb, as it wasn’t something the Saints would take pride in.
So many Saints scheming over a Yuan Ci Secret Realm, yet letting Zhou Yan seize it, was definitely a disgrace for the Saints.
This event was only known externally as a genius competition at Guanghan South Mansion, an event for the Holy Daughter to seek a spouse; how could outsiders know how everything eventually unfolded?
This was exactly why Hou Ting was unaware, which was quite normal.
Zhou Yan understood all this instantly, thus he didn’t mind, and this also explained why Hou Ting could still maintain such pride.
After all, to him, Zhou Yan was just a genius with the first combat power, not someone capable of challenging Saint-level powerhouses.
Otherwise, if he knew that Zhou Yan’s backing forces could even face off against the Yaochi Saint, Hou Ting would not be so arrogant.
"Could it be... could those rumors be true?"
Hou Ting Sect Master’s face slightly lit up, he then stared intently at Zhou Yan, as if observing any changes in Zhou Yan’s expression.
However, Zhou Yan’s expression was calm, or rather, Zhou Yan had never considered these events worth boasting about from the start because, in Zhou Yan’s view, these abilities and honors were achieved at the expense of many, and his true strength was actually the lowest among those great figures. Those honors attained through external forces weren’t worth mentioning.
Zhou Yan showed no emotional change and said, "It’s rare that a few old friends hold me in high regard, letting me become the master of the Thunder Flame Sacred Land, probably just favoring my talent. Let’s not talk more about this, Elder Hou, I want to ask you something. If you can answer, please do so in detail. If not, just say so; no need to dwell on it."
The calmer Zhou Yan was, the more unsettled Hou Ting felt inside.
Rumors claimed Zhou Yan could even oppose the Evil King and directly confront the Yaochi Saint. It seemed the rumors might not be unfounded and could actually be true.
If not, why was Zhou Yan so calm? If not, why could Zhou Yan face the Yaochi Saint so nonchalantly, and why, facing a person of the Ancestor’s caliber like himself, could he still daringly land a lethal move on Hou Caiqing Immortal?
This was outright fearlessness with a robust foundation!
Previously, Hou Ting had harbored some doubts, now linking everything together, he finally understood that the person before him was the newly risen master of Thunder Expansion Sacred Land, Lei Yan Saint Lord!
With such a status, even if Zhou Yan was only at the Sword Beginning Realm, no one would dare underestimate him!
Thus, Hou Ting realized that this was why the Blood Ancestor and others were so amenable to meeting him.
Having thought this through, Hou Ting also understood how reckless he had been before! If he had truly offended Zhou Yan, not only would he not be able to resolve Elder Hou Yao’s matter, but he himself might also be assassinated by the formidable Saints of the Thunder Flame Sacred Land at this moment!
With these thoughts, Hou Ting couldn’t help but shiver, with cold sweat forming on his forehead.
He didn’t know that Saints were not so easily born, and his thoughts were somewhat presumptuous.
But whatever he thought, even if Zhou Yan subtly sensed it, he wouldn’t remind him verbally; he wouldn’t unnecessarily interfere in such matters.
He only wanted to know the origin and meaning represented by the Lonely Sword Peak.
Contemplating this, Hou Ting came back to his senses, only to hear Zhou Yan’s question. He shivered again, his voice trembling, "What, what is it, Zhou Yanxuan, feel free to ask directly, I, I will surely tell everything I know!"