"By the order of my master(Great Senior Brother),welcome the heroes of the world to the mountain!"Song Yuanqiao commanded.
All the Wudang disciples shouted in unison,their voices thunderous.
At the peak of Tianzhu,the steps spiraled upwards,with a Wudang disciple stationed at intervals,continuing all the way to the foot of the mountain.
At the base,however,stood various experts from different sects and wandering martial artists.Today,none who came to Wudang were weak—most were innate experts,with some young disciples brought by their elders for experience.
As the resounding shouts echoed from the mountain peak,the Wudang disciples passed the call with their internal force,creating an impressive display.
The crowd couldn't help but look astonished.
"As expected of the sect founded by Zhang Zhenren.Every Wudang disciple is truly a dragon among men,each a talent!"The five elders of Kongtong exchanged glances and couldn't help but praise.
The strength of the Kongtong Sect was on par with the Huashan Sect,with the headmaster only at the level of a master.But now,looking at the Wudang disciples,who were mostly innate experts and some even approaching the level of masters,one couldn't help but be amazed and shaken.
Yao Yue,seated on a flower palanquin,also displayed a hint of surprise.
A solemn middle-aged man from Dragon Guard Villa poked his head out of a carriage,equally astonished.Zhu Wushi couldn't help but marvel at Wudang's foundation,already showing signs of becoming a holy land of martial arts.
He silently measured Wudang's status,unconsciously elevating it even higher.
"Honored guests,please proceed up the mountain!"The Wudang disciples maintained a respectful yet confident demeanor,showing their grace.
Even in the face of many grandmasters and even Heaven-Man realm experts,they were entirely composed.
The thought of their profoundly talented junior uncle and the founder in seclusion,attempting to reach the level of an earthly immortal,filled them with confidence!
Many martial artists couldn't help but admire this.
Climbing the steps of Tianzhu Peak,each displayed their skills,but no one dared to cause trouble first.The foundation Wudang showcased had everyone intimidated.
This was in stark contrast to the chaos during the Dragon-Slaying Conference at Shaolin.
At Shaolin,various sects mixed and created disorder,giving the Ming Cult an opportunity to exploit.
But now,everything was orderly.
Even when encountering Shaolin monks,the Wudang disciples showed no discrimination,treating everyone equally,displaying great magnanimity.
As the crowd ascended,they soon saw Wudang's various courtyards and pavilions.Along the way,Wudang disciples stood tall and focused,their presence making them stand out.Such talents would be core disciples in any other sect.
But at Wudang,they were everywhere.
Soon enough,the crowd's admiration grew as they met the Seven Heroes of Wudang.
Today,Song Yuanqiao and the others wore Taoist robes,exuding grandeur.
Song Yuanqiao laughed heartily,"Honored guests,welcome to Wudang to witness the destruction of the Dragon-Slaying Saber.It is our great honor.My master is in seclusion,so I,Song Yuanqiao,will host you today.If there's any lack in our hospitality,please forgive us!"
His demeanor was calm,completely devoid of the previous anxiety.
A late-night chat with Ning Changge had made him fully understand Wudang's strength!
Thus,he directly informed everyone that Zhang Sanfeng was in seclusion.
As soon as he said this,reactions varied;some eyes started to gleam.With Zhang Sanfeng,the powerful Heaven-Man master,absent,perhaps they could exploit the situation.
However,the sharper ones quickly realized and couldn't help but ask in astonishment,"Dare I ask,is Zhang Zhenren in seclusion to break through to the earthly immortal realm?"
For a moment,the scene fell silent.
Heaven-Man masters like Zhu Wushi,Yao Yue,and Xie Xiaofeng were all visibly shaken.
An earthly immortal was the ultimate pursuit of every martial artist!
Song Yuanqiao humbly responded,"My master had some insights a few months ago…"
He didn't finish his sentence,instead loudly proclaiming,"Let's get back to the matter at hand.Today,we've invited you to discuss the Dragon-Slaying Saber.This saber has caused bloody conflicts in the martial world.We,Wudang,have taken it upon ourselves to destroy it today,hoping to restore peace to the martial world of Ming.Please bear witness!"
"Everyone,please proceed!"
The crowd snapped back from the shock of Zhang Sanfeng's potential breakthrough,their hearts racing.
The Dragon-Slaying Saber was the real reason everyone was gathered here today!
At the martial arts arena,under the guidance of Wudang disciples,everyone took their seats.On the high platform,a daoist altar made of spiritual grasses caught everyone's attention.Its appearance was so remarkable that Yao Yue's eyes flickered,feeling a strong life force from it.
Some people quietly inquired with the Wudang disciples.
Upon learning the origin of this spiritual altar,their gazes turned peculiar.
"An altar formed when teaching the Dao?How is that possible?"
They dismissed it as Wudang's flashy trick to impress.
However,when they learned it was related to the legendary eighth disciple of Wudang,their eyes froze,especially the Heaven-Man experts who came for Ning Changge.They couldn't help but scrutinize the altar,gradually showing serious expressions.
Only Heaven-Man experts could sense the faintly terrifying aura from the altar.
"A mere altar of green grass contains the essence of the world?"Zhu Wushi's eyes were filled with shock.
Once everyone was seated,someone finally couldn't hold back and asked,"Today's purpose is to witness the destruction of the saber.May I ask,where is the Dragon-Slaying Saber?"
Song Yuanqiao could guess everyone's thoughts but didn't mind.He smiled at the crowd and said,"Please be patient.The Dragon-Slaying Saber is here at Wudang,but it's a divine weapon,made of extraordinary material.I am unable to do it justice."
"Today,my junior brother will use Pure Yang True Fire to refine and destroy the saber.Please watch."
Everyone was immediately intrigued.
Many had come specifically for the eighth disciple of Wudang,curious about the rumored Pure Yang True Fire that refined Buddhist Golden Bodies.Hearing Song Yuanqiao's words,they eagerly anticipated.
As Song Yuanqiao's voice fell,the Wudang disciples respectfully chanted in unison,"Please,Junior Uncle,come and refine the saber!"
Such a display made everyone instinctively look towards the library of Wudang.