The Legendary Son-in-law of the Emperor
Chapter 672 - 671: Characters from the Old Era

Chapter 672: Chapter 671: Characters from the Old Era

The Divine Sun Sword, replicated by the Thousand Mysterious Mirror, hung at his waist as he sat cross-legged on a wine gourd, flying over ten thousand meters above the ground, where the white clouds continuously receded below him.

With the gentle breeze blowing, his old cape fluttered behind him.

Squinting his eyes, he looked ahead and reminisced about the past.

Ning Zongtang remembered when he was a child, he was just an ordinary disciple of the Emperor Immortal Sect, like everyone else, he had to complete many daily tasks to improve his strength and earn Merit Points for the Sect, which could be exchanged for stronger sword techniques.

When he first joined the Emperor Immortal Sect, he had only one thought, and that was to become a master of the Sword Dao.

Imagine, a man with a sword and a flask of wine, roaming the martial world – how delightful would that be?

That was a dream many young people in this world yearned for.

Ning Zongtang was no exception back then.

After joining the Emperor Immortal Sect, he practiced diligently, striving to keep up with his senior brothers and sisters.

Every time he completed a task, instead of resting, he would excitedly use the Merit Points earned from the task to exchange for various sword techniques in the Scripture Pavilion, tirelessly and never tiring of it.

However, as he grew stronger, he found that many of the sword techniques in the Emperor Immortal Sect were incomplete.

The young Ning Zongtang was puzzled, so he went to inquire with the elder guarding the Scripture Pavilion.

That elder had noticed Ning Zongtang’s diligent study and hard practice, and therefore had a special fondness for him, answering all of Ning Zongtang’s questions thoroughly.

Through the elder, Ning Zongtang understood the reasons behind this and learned about the history of the Emperor Immortal Sect.

It was also at that time that Ning Zongtang buried a seed in his heart, a seed of desire to see the Emperor Immortal Sect return to its peak.

For that goal, Ning Zongtang grew increasingly stronger.

Back then, although the Emperor Immortal Sect was located in the Southern Domain, it was undoubtedly a top overlord of the Southern Domain, and its overall strength was also top-tier in the East Desolate.

Ning Zongtang soon made a name for himself in the East Desolate, but compared to the geniuses of that generation, he wasn’t too eye-catching, and even seemed rather ordinary.

But Ning Zongtang didn’t care about any of that; he honed his Sword Dao.

Finally, in the year he turned twenty-six, he faced the most important battle of his life.

That was his duel against the successor of the Li Mountain Sword Pavilion!

Initially, only he and his opponent knew of the fight, but somehow word got out, drawing many young prodigies from East Desolate to witness the battle.

In their eyes, Ning Zongtang’s actions were simply a death wish.

At that time, the successor of Li Mountain Sword Pavilion was an absolute leader-level figure among the young generation in East Desolate.

And Ning Zongtang? He was just somewhat famous.

To truly compare with his opponent, he was still far behind.

Ning Zongtang ignored these external opinions and focused solely on his enemy.

In the end, that battle silenced everyone.

The young genius Ning Zongtang from the Emperor Immortal Sect actually fought to a draw with the successor of Li Mountain Sword Pavilion!

That battle rocketed Ning Zongtang to fame.

It was then that he gained a nickname.

The people in the martial world called him the Sword Saint.

After that, everyone looked forward to the grand battle that would follow between Ning Zongtang and the successor of Li Mountain Sword Pavilion.

Who could have imagined that after that battle, Ning Zongtang and the successor of Li Mountain Sword Pavilion would never cross swords again?

It was also regarded as a major regret in the East Desolate.

Everyone was curious about what exactly happened in their duel, but the specific reasons were only known to the two of them.

Because in that battle,

It was Ning Zongtang who won.

But in the end, he chose to pull back and spared the face of Li Mountain Sword Pavilion.

In the years that followed, Ning Zongtang grew ever more powerful, and his name as the Sword Saint was recognized throughout the East Desolate.

Later on, Ning Zongtang became an elder of the Emperor Immortal Sect and took charge of a realm.

It was also at this time that he no longer left the mountain to challenge others or to accept challenges.

Because internally in the Emperor Immortal Sect, plotting had begun!

The Emperor Immortal Sect had its sights on Zhongxuan Mountain!

They had been living modestly in the Southern Domain for a full fifty thousand years, always plotting for this day.

After becoming an elder, Ning Zongtang naturally learned many more things.

And this was in line with his wish, to restore the Emperor Immortal Sect.

But by then, Zhongxuan Mountain had been dominated by the Fierce Sun Heavenly Sect for fifty thousand years, and solely with the strength of the Emperor Immortal Sect, they were no match for the Fierce Sun Heavenly Sect.

They decided to use the treasure left by the founding patriarch to catch the Fierce Sun Heavenly Sect off guard.

But the Emperor Immortal Sect could never have anticipated that while they were planning for Zhongxuan Mountain, they had already been marked by others.

The Fierce Battle Sect, Qianyuan Cave Heaven, and Yunxiao Sect, three major forces, joined hands.

And then the Heaven Suppressing Ancient Sect got involved.

The sudden alliance of the three Sects and their assault on the Emperor Immortal Sect shook the East Desolate.

Ultimately, the Emperor Immortal Sect suffered a crushing defeat, and many of its resources were plundered.

After that battle, the Emperor Immortal Sect fell completely from grace.

Ning Zongtang also suffered in that battle, his hands became crippled, and even his Lifebound Sword was broken.

His heart’s desire totally shattered; Ning Zongtang’s Sword Heart was almost broken.

In the end, the Sect paid a great price for him to fall into a deep slumber, waiting for the right moment to awaken and once again help the Emperor Immortal Sect to stand tall.

When Ning Zongtang awoke, he found that the Emperor Immortal Sect had changed dramatically.

The surviving old friends were few and far between.

Among his contemporaries, there was only Hua Yunzhang.

The one thing worth rejoicing about was that he saw his younger self in all the disciples of the Emperor Immortal Sect.

This generation of the Emperor Immortal Sect even yearned more to rise than they had in their time.

After all, though the Emperor Immortal Sect had declined forty thousand years ago, it was at least a top force in the East Desolate.

But today’s Emperor Immortal Sect had been forcefully suppressed for so many years.

As the saying goes, where there is oppression, there will naturally be resistance.

This led to the younger generation of the Emperor Immortal Sect harboring an ambition within.

They were united as they had never been before!

Especially since this generation of the Emperor Immortal Sect was not lacking in leaders!

This was a point Ning Zongtang valued highly.

Whether it was Youwei, Ye Xuan, or Zhou Zihuang, they all possessed a leader’s charisma.

This made Ning Zongtang feel both nostalgic and reassured.

That was why, after that previous battle, Ning Zongtang had plans to leave.

This departure was a true departure.

He belonged to an older era.

The new era should be handed over to the current Emperor Immortal Sect.

Before leaving, he wished to wield his sword once more, despite his old and decrepit body, to carve a path for the Emperor Immortal Sect.

Let this generation of the Emperor Immortal Sect know where their goal lies.

Ning Zongtang looked at the majestic Divine Mountain rapidly approaching, his face showing a faraway look.

Zhongxuan Mountain.

The number one mountain in the East Desolate!

Once belonged to the Emperor Immortal Sect.

It was not his first time seeing Zhongxuan Mountain.

But this time, he intended to act.

Controlling the gourd, he rapidly descended through the clouds, arriving straight in front of Zhongxuan Mountain.

Feeling the vigor of Zhongxuan Mountain, Ning Zongtang adjusted his worn cloak, and with his left hand’s remaining index and middle fingers together in a sword gesture, he struck out with his sword.

Boom!

That one sword strike could reach tens of thousands of feet and instantly fell towards Zhongxuan Mountain.

Rumble!

In an instant, a red barrier formed above Zhongxuan Mountain, withstanding the sword’s force.

But the earth still trembled incessantly.

This sword strike had thoroughly alarmed the Fierce Sun Heavenly Sect.

"Who dares to run wild in my Fierce Sun Heavenly Sect?!"

Suddenly, cries of shock and anger rose from within the Fierce Sun Heavenly Sect.

Being one of the East Desolate Ten Dominators, the Fierce Sun Heavenly Sect hadn’t faced such provocation for over ten thousand years.

Unexpectedly, someone had the audacity to cause trouble today!

"Zhongxuan Mountain’s Emperor Immortal Sect’s Ning Zongtang, has come to pay homage to the mountain,"

An old and indifferent voice slowly sounded, explosive like thunder from a clear sky, instantly echoing, sweeping across a million miles around Zhongxuan Mountain!

At that moment, not only the entire Fierce Sun Heavenly Sect but also the surrounding forces heard that sentence.

"Zhongxuan Mountain’s Emperor Immortal Sect?!"

This phrase stirred up a tidal wave of shock.

"Isn’t Zhongxuan Mountain under the Fierce Sun Heavenly Sect? Why would someone say it belongs to the Emperor Immortal Sect?"

Many people voiced their confusion.

With ninety thousand years having passed, people no longer knew who the true master of Zhongxuan Mountain was.

What was Ning Zongtang’s purpose in coming here?

It was to silence these voices.

Zhongxuan Mountain belonged to the Emperor Immortal Sect!

Ning Zongtang placed the liquor gourd at his waist, adjusted his worn cloak, and looked calmly at the people of the Fierce Sun Heavenly Sect who were starting to react, as he stretched out his right hand.

His right hand was also crippled, with only four fingers remaining.

He slowly clenched his hand and gently uttered four words,

"Void Sword Condensation."

At that moment, a terrifying scene appeared on the land of the East Desolate.

Above the sky, beneath the earth,

Millions of Flying Swords spontaneously formed, turning into a dense rain of swords, all pointing towards Zhongxuan Mountain!

This move was created by one of the founders of the Emperor Immortal Sect, the Xuanyuan Sword Emperor.

It was also Ning Zongtang’s signature technique that established his reputation as a Sword Saint.

Today, he intended to show the East Desolate once again the last splendor of the old era’s Sword Saint!