Su Yuan was startled when he noticed the Bronze Gate slowly opening.
Without time to scrutinize the exact effect of the Void Sword Intent, he quickly suppressed his joy and closed his eyes. Black light streamed on his body, eventually converging on his shoulder, transforming into a Qingming Realm mark.
When he reopened his eyes, he had already become a Demon Soul.
The Demon Soul descended from the Green Lotus Sword Platform. With a flicker of its figure, it exited the Sword Enlightenment Tower.
Seeing the scene outside the tower, the Demon Soul was somewhat surprised.
Fang Shenyi and the elder on guard, Guo Xu, were gone. Only Linghu Yao and a dashing middle-aged man with stubble remained in the arena.
Moreover, the King-Level expert Linghu Yao was now standing one step behind this person.
The Demon Soul vaguely guessed something. His heart skipped a beat, and a look of astonishment flashed in his eyes.
He quickly flew to the two and bowed in salute, "Linghu Sword Venerate, and this senior..."
Linghu Yao said, "This is Emperor Ye Feihong of our Ten Thousand Sword Divine Sect."
He was indeed an Emperor-Level expert of the Ten Thousand Sword Divine Sect!
The Demon Soul’s heart pounded wildly. He couldn’t help but take another look at the middle-aged man with stubble.
Tall and sturdy, with a rugged, handsome face and a slightly sexy stubble.
Unlike the majestic dignity he had imagined, the Emperor Ye Feihong before him seemed quite unconventional.
"Junior greets Emperor Ye!" the Demon Soul respectfully called out.
In ordinary times, he could behave however he pleased among his peers, but in the presence of such a top figure of the entire continent, he had to show proper respect.
Ye Feihong glanced up and down at the Demon Soul, a slight smile tugging at the corner of his mouth. "Heh, not bad, little guy. Our Ten Thousand Sword Divine Sect hasn’t produced a Supreme Sword Intent in hundreds of years."
Though his gaze was as ordinary as anyone’s, it made the Demon Soul feel completely seen through.
Startled, the Demon Soul hadn’t expected to comprehend a Sword Intent that could alarm even an Emperor Level. He wondered why this Emperor had come.
"Emperor, you’re overpraising me!" the Demon Soul hurriedly replied. He then continued, "Thank you, seniors, for giving this junior the opportunity to comprehend Sword Intent in your sect’s treasured land!"
Ye Feihong said, "You even broke through the Hongmeng Sword Intent I left behind. Stop being humble, kid."
The Demon Soul’s heart stirred, immediately thinking of the purple sword energy in the upper layer, "That purple Sword Intent was left by you?"
"That’s right," Ye Feihong smiled slightly. "What is your Sword Intent called?"
The Demon Soul replied respectfully, "Void Sword Intent."
"Void... not bad," Ye Feihong nodded to himself, then looked at the Demon Soul and said blandly, "Since you have comprehended Supreme Sword Intent, you will become a disciple of our Ten Thousand Sword Divine Sect from now on."
The Demon Soul was stunned, never expecting Ye Feihong to say this. He was about to refuse immediately.
But the next moment, seeing Ye Feihong’s serene eyes, he was abruptly awakened, breaking out in a cold sweat.
How could the order of an Emperor Level allow refusal?
Looking at Ye Feihong, the Demon Soul felt that if he dared to refuse, his fate would be miserable.
Initially, perhaps neither the Demon Soul nor Su Yuan understood the significance of Supreme Sword Intent, but now it was clear to them that it was a skill with the potential for myth-making.
If one comprehended a Superior Sword Intent, that would be fine, but to comprehend a Supreme Sword Intent and wish to leave just like that?
The Demon Soul could only show a troubled face, "Though I am honored by your favor, senior, I am now a disciple of the Demon Sky Palace..."
The Emperor laughed and said, "I want you to be a disciple of our Ten Thousand Sword Divine Sect. What relation does that have with your avatar being a disciple of the Demon Sky Palace?"
Next to him, Linghu Yao’s eyes showed a peculiar light, scrutinizing the Demon Soul anew. His eyes narrowed as he instantly understood something.
The Demon Soul’s pupils contracted abruptly, and his heart started pounding uncontrollably!
Black light surged on the Qingming Realm mark on his shoulder. The Demon Soul closed and reopened his eyes, transforming into Su Yuan himself.
"Junior Su Yuan greets Emperor Ye," Su Yuan bowed in salute, equally terrified.
Indeed, what could be concealed before a King Level could not be hidden before an Emperor Level expert!
Purple Qi swirled within Ye Feihong’s eyes as he carefully examined Su Yuan.
"Outstanding talent, extraordinary will. No wonder you comprehended the Ninth Sword Intent. So, would you like to join our Ten Thousand Sword Divine Sect?"
It was apparent that Ye Feihong was quite satisfied with Su Yuan.
"Of course the junior is willing. However, the junior is used to wandering alone..."
Su Yuan’s heart filled with a wry smile. He was about to return to the East Continent soon. How could he join the Ten Thousand Sword Divine Sect?
Ye Feihong waved his hand, "A sword practitioner should aim high. You were not originally promoted from our Ten Thousand Sword Divine Sect, so I will give you the position of Guest Elder.
Your practice, I will not interfere with. You only need to abide by two requirements.
First, do nothing harmful to the Ten Thousand Sword Divine Sect. Second, offer assistance when the Ten Thousand Sword Divine Sect is in trouble. Do you agree?"
Su Yuan’s mind raced, understanding Ye Feihong’s intentions.
Supreme Sword Intent was exceptionally important to the Ten Thousand Sword Divine Sect. Normally, those who comprehended Supreme Sword Intent would be disciples of the Ten Thousand Sword Divine Sect.
But today, he was an exception. Even if he were a Loose Cultivator, not practicing in the Ten Thousand Sword Divine Sect, he still needed a title to acknowledge his affiliation.
As for offering assistance when the Ten Thousand Sword Divine Sect was in trouble... With two Sword Emperors at the forefront, how could it be his turn to assist?
Even if it were, it would be after he’d attained King Level.
Ye Feihong’s conditions were not stringent. If Su Yuan still refused, it would be rather