Sealed Divine Throne

Back then, after Ye Wushang died in the battle with the Demon God Emperor, all the warriors of the Temple Alliance wore white scarves on their heads as a sign of mourning for him. It was precisely because of that battle that the Warrior Temple's status in the alliance skyrocketed. It's a pity that in the past hundred years, the Warrior Temple has never seen a genius like Ye Wushang.

This is the first time Long Haochen has seen the statue of Ye Wushang. His appearance is not as outstanding as his reputation. He looks like an ordinary person. The statue is carved into the posture of Ye Wushang with a sword across his chest. , faintly exuding a stern air.

However, after a brief viewing, Long Haochen gently shook his head.

Xu Zhongliang's expression changed, "Captain Long, what are you..."

Long Haochen sighed with emotion: "This statue is a pity. It does not carve out the sword intent of Senior Ye Wushang. The statue is just a dead thing."

In fact, this statue of Ye Wushang is already a masterpiece, but Long Haochen has seen better ones! At the end of the first floor of the Tower of Eternity, the statue of the Holy God of the Dead and the Sleeping Calamity Elax touched him too much. It perfectly reproduces the powerful aura of the Dharma God, and even the expression and thoughts are revealed. Like a real person. In comparison, this statue of Ye Wushang is naturally much inferior.

After hearing Long Haochen's words, Xu Zhongliang's good impression suddenly disappeared and he said in a deep voice: "Captain Long, please don't comment on the heroic statues in our Warrior Temple. Otherwise, even if you are a demon hunter, I will not To challenge you. To uphold the dignity of the Warrior Temple."

Long Haochen was stunned for a moment, and then he realized that his words were a bit abrupt, "I'm sorry, I apologize to you. It's me, Meng Lang. However, Senior Ye Wushang was the Thousand-Year Sword back then, and his sword intention was not It’s such a shame to have it represented through a statue. If it could be done, maybe someone would actually be able to understand something from it.”

Xu Zhongliang looked at Long Haochen seriously and thought to himself, this young man does not seem to be a hypocrite. He sighed and said: "It is too difficult to express Ye Shuai's sword intention through the statue. Even if it is Back then, none of Ye Shuai's direct descendants could truly imitate Ye Shuai's sword intent, let alone now."

"Shuai Ye?" Long Haochen asked curiously.

Xu Zhongliang said: "Commander Ye was not only the master of our Warrior Temple, but also the commander-in-chief of the three armies of the Southeast Fortress at that time. The seniors all called him this old man."

Long Haochen nodded silently and said: "Hall Master Xu, I wonder when I can see the Lord of your temple?"

Xu Zhongliang was stunned for a moment and thought to himself, this guy really wants to see the palace master! It seems that he takes himself too seriously.

Long Haochen naturally saw the doubts in his heart and said sincerely: "Hall Master Xu, I have three things to do in the Warrior Temple this time. I can ask you for help with two of them, but the most important thing must be You have to meet the palace master."

Xu Zhongliang frowned slightly and said, "I'm afraid this is a bit difficult. The Lord of the Palace is busy with his affairs."

Long Haochen faced the statue in front of him and said calmly: "What if it's about senior Ye Wushang?"

"Huh?" Xu Zhongliang was shocked, "About Ye Shuai? Commander Long, can you tell me what it is first?"

Long Haochen didn't hesitate, nodded and said: "I think I should be able to do the suggestion I just made. I can make this statue possess Ye Shuai's sword intent."

Xu Zhongliang took a breath. No matter how much he didn't believe it, he didn't question Long Haochen because he knew very well that even if he was the leader of an emperor-level demon hunting group here, he would never start such a fight with the Warrior Temple. joke. If it is really just a joke, this will do great harm to the Warrior Temple. No one can afford it.

"Captain Long, you, you..." Xu Zhongliang didn't know how to express his current emotions. Of course he hoped that all this was true, but the Captain Long in front of him was really too young.

Long Haochen raised his right hand and said sincerely: "I just came from the Holy City with my team members. I wonder if your Warrior Temple has received news. About a few months ago, senior Ye Ye appeared in the Holy City. What about the awakening of the divine sword used?"

Xu Zhongliang clearly felt that his heartbeat was accelerating. Of course they had heard about this matter, and the Warrior Temple sent a deputy temple master to investigate the matter personally. However, when they found Ye Weiyang, Ye Shuai's descendant, Ye Weiyang refused to reveal who had obtained Ye Shuai's epee. It’s just that if that person is willing, he will naturally contact the Warrior Temple. Moreover, Excalibur has recognized that person as its master, because that person is a knight, so it is impossible to return to the Warrior Temple.

This incident shocked the top brass of the Warrior Temple, but as Ye Weiyang was a descendant of Ye Shuai, they could not force it no matter what. We can only secretly search for this knight who inherited the Aria of the Goddess of Light, the Ye Wushang Divine Sword. Even asking the Knights Temple to cooperate. However, several months passed, and that person never showed up.

At this moment, Xu Zhongliang was obviously shocked when he heard Long Haochen mention this matter, and what shocked him even more was what was to come.

Xu Zhongliang saw Long Haochen's right hand, a right hand that was completely golden. A soft golden light quietly emerged, and then, an awe-inspiring sword intent suddenly bloomed.

The golden giant sword was raised above his head, and the spiritual beads at the tip of the sword emitted bright golden light. The sword's intention not only emanated from this divine sword, but also spread from Long Haochen's body. This moment gave Xu Zhongliang a shock It's just too big. Just standing there, what Long Haochen brought to him was an unparalleled unity of man and sword.

You must know that as the deputy leader of the Kuangzhan Hall, Xu Zhongliang's own spiritual power exceeds 90,000, and he is an eighth-level peak powerhouse. But at this moment, facing Long Haochen, he actually felt very insignificant.

Not just him, everyone who was passing through the Warrior Temple Hall stopped because of the sudden golden light. Of course they won't have any hostility. They are attributes of light and cannot be enemies. The monstrous sword intent that followed made everyone stunned.

At this moment, they even had the illusion that the golden figure was the real statue of Ye Shuai, while the tall one on the other side was just a dead thing.

The contrast was too strong. The tyrannical sword intent seemed to pierce the dome of the Warrior Temple, and the figure with the sword in one body was even more tall.

After nearly a year of seclusion, Long Haochen's gains can be imagined. Naturally, he inherited not only the divine sword Aria of the Goddess of Light itself, but also its sword intention. At the same time, he also integrated this sword intention with the understanding of the sword that knocked back Abao when he was awakened as a God's favored one. Developed his own unique sword intent.

Undoubtedly, this was the help brought to him by the powerful talent of the God's Favorite. To be precise, the sword intention displayed by Long Haochen at this time was somewhat different from Ye Wushang's back then, and it was far from being completely different from Ye Wushang's. Compared with the understanding of placing love on the sword. However, what he holds in his hand is the Aria of the Goddess of Light, with the aid of sword power. How can he not shake the entire Warrior Temple?

Xu Zhongliang was the first to perform the highest warrior etiquette to the Aria of the Goddess of Light, and then all the soldiers present respectfully saluted in unison.

The golden light converged, the aria of the goddess of light disappeared in Long Haochen's hands, and the tyrannical sword intent also dissipated. Looking at Long Haochen's burning eyes, Xu Zhongliang nodded vigorously, "Captain Long, please wait a moment, I will report to the palace master immediately." After saying that, he immediately turned around and walked away quickly.

Long Haochen still stood there, silently staring at the statue in front of him. Although the statue did not have the sword intention of the Bright Sword God Ye Wushang, his tragic aura that squinted across the battlefield deeply touched Long Haochen. heart of. Vaguely, he had a different understanding of his sword intention.

This trip to the Warrior Temple was obviously not because of the military commander of Xingxun City. It was just a small incident. The more important thing about his trip is to return Ye Wushang's sword intention to the Warrior Temple. This was also the reason why he insisted on meeting the master of the Warrior Temple.

Not long after, more than ten people filed down the stairs on one side of the hall. The one walking at the front was an old man wearing a golden robe. This old man already has silver hair, but when he moves like a dragon or a tiger, he gives people a powerful oppressive force like the rolling of a mountain.

Xu Zhongliang and other high-level officials of the Warrior Temple with a strong aura followed the old man and came straight towards Long Haochen.

The golden-robed old man's face was full of excitement, and he strode to Long Haochen's side. However, Long Haochen seemed not to have seen him, and still stared at the statue of the thousand-year sword with burning eyes.

Xu Zhongliang was about to speak, but the golden old man raised his hand to stop him. There was a flash of light in the old man's eyes, and he turned around to signal everyone to be silent and not to disturb Long Haochen. He himself just stood beside Long Haochen, sizing up this handsome young man.

Nearly half an hour passed before Long Haochen's eyes suddenly shone brightly. He took a step forward with his left foot and waved his right hand forward like lightning. A faint golden light flashed away.

A long sigh filled with pleasure came out of his mouth, and the next moment, the entire hall suddenly remembered a sharp roar. The sharp roar disappeared in an instant, but the senior officials of the Warrior Temple standing aside were all shocked. They all clearly felt the brutality of Long Haochen's right hand. There is no spiritual power fluctuation, just pure sword intent. Who is this young man?

"Are you Long Haochen?" The golden-robed old man finally spoke, with a slight tremor in his voice.

Long Haochen was startled, and then realized that there were already people standing around him. He quickly turned around and met the emotional gaze of the old man in gold robe.

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