Back then, after Ye Wushang perished in the battle against the Demon God Emperor, all the warriors of the Temple Alliance wore white headbands and mourned for him in sackcloth. It was precisely because of that battle that the Warrior Temple’s status within the Alliance soared. Unfortunately, for a hundred years, the Warrior Temple had not produced another genius like Ye Wushang.

This was Long Haochen’s first time seeing the statue of Ye Wushang. His appearance was not as extraordinary as his reputation suggested. He looked like an ordinary person. The statue depicted Ye Wushang with his sword held horizontally across his chest, exuding an aura of unbridled arrogance.

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

Xu Zhongliang’s expression changed. “Team Leader Long, what is this…?”

Long Haochen sighed. “This statue is a pity. It doesn’t capture the sword intent of Senior Ye Wushang. It renders the statue merely an inanimate object.”

In fact, this statue of Ye Wushang was already a masterpiece, but it couldn’t compare to what Long Haochen had seen before! At the end of the first floor of the Eternal Tower, the statue of the Undead Sacred Necromancer, Calamity of Repose, Ilex, had deeply touched him. It perfectly reproduced the powerful aura of a mage-god, even revealing his expression and intent. It was like a real person. Compared to that, this statue of Ye Wushang was naturally much inferior.

The goodwill Xu Zhongliang had just felt vanished after hearing Long Haochen’s words. He said in a deep voice, “Team Leader Long, please do not criticize the statue of our Warrior Temple’s hero. Otherwise, even if you are a demon hunter, I will challenge you to defend the dignity of the Warrior Temple.”

Long Haochen was slightly stunned. He then realized that his words had been somewhat abrupt. “I’m sorry, I apologize to you. I was reckless. It’s just that Senior Ye Wushang was known as the Sword of a Thousand Years back then. It’s a pity that his sword intent wasn’t expressed through the statue. If it could be done, perhaps someone could really glean something from it.”

Xu Zhongliang carefully looked at Long Haochen, thinking to himself that this young man didn’t seem to be faking it. He sighed and said, “It’s really too difficult to express Commander Ye’s sword intent through a statue. Even back then, among the direct subordinates who followed Commander Ye, none of them could truly simulate Commander Ye’s sword intent, let alone now.”

“Commander Ye?” Long Haochen asked curiously.

Xu Zhongliang said, “Commander Ye was not only the殿主 (Diànzhǔ) of our Warrior Temple, but also the Commander of the Southeast Fortress at the time. The predecessors all referred to him as such.”

Long Haochen nodded silently and said, “Hall Master Xu, I wonder when I can see your Temple Lord?”

Xu Zhongliang was taken aback, thinking to himself, this kid really wants to see the Temple Lord! He seems to take himself a little too seriously.

Long Haochen naturally saw the question in his heart and said earnestly, “Hall Master Xu, I have three things to do at the Warrior Temple this time. I can ask you to help me with two of them, but the most important thing requires meeting the Temple Lord.”

Xu Zhongliang frowned slightly and said, “That might be a little difficult. The Temple Lord is very busy.”

Long Haochen faced the statue in front of him and said faintly, “What if it’s about Senior Ye Wushang?”

“Hmm?” Xu Zhongliang was greatly surprised. “About Commander Ye? Team Leader Long, can you tell me what it is first?”

Long Haochen didn’t act coy and nodded. “Regarding the suggestion I just made, I think I can do it. I can give this statue the sword intent of Commander Ye.”

Xu Zhongliang gasped. No matter how much he disbelieved it, he didn’t question Long Haochen, because he knew very well that even a team leader of an Emperor-level demon hunter team wouldn’t joke with the Warrior Temple like this. If it was just a joke, the damage to the Warrior Temple would be too great. No one could bear the responsibility.

“Team Leader Long, you, you…” Xu Zhongliang didn’t know how to express his current emotions. Of course, he hoped that all of this was true, but this Team Leader Long was just too young.

Long Haochen raised his right hand earnestly. “I just came from the Holy City with my team members. I don’t know if your Warrior Temple received the news, but about a few months ago, the holy city experienced the awakening of the divine sword used by Senior Ye back then?”

Xu Zhongliang clearly felt his heartbeat accelerating. They had certainly heard about this matter, and the Warrior Temple had sent a deputy Temple Lord to investigate it personally. However, when they found Ye Weiyang, Ye’s descendant, Ye Weiyang refused to disclose who had obtained Ye’s heavy sword. He only said that if that person was willing, they would naturally contact the Warrior Temple. Moreover, the divine sword had already recognized that person as its master, and because that person was a knight, it was impossible for it to return to the Warrior Temple.

This matter shocked the higher-ups of the Warrior Temple, but since Ye Weiyang was Ye’s descendant, they couldn’t force him in any way. They could only secretly search for this knight who had inherited Ye Wushang’s divine sword, Aria of the Goddess of Light. They even asked the Knight Temple to cooperate. However, months had passed, and that person had never appeared.

At this moment, hearing Long Haochen mention this matter, Xu Zhongliang’s shock was imaginable, and what shocked him even more was yet to come.

Xu Zhongliang saw Long Haochen’s right hand, a right hand that was completely golden. A gentle golden light rose quietly, and then a凛然 (lǐnrán) sword intent suddenly bloomed.

The golden giant sword was already raised overhead, and the spirit pearl at the tip of the sword emitted a brilliant golden light. The sword intent not only emanated from this divine sword, but also spread from Long Haochen. At this moment, the impact on Xu Zhongliang was too great. Just standing there, Long Haochen gave him a feeling of invincible unity of man and sword.

It should be known that as the Deputy Hall Master of the Berserker Hall, Xu Zhongliang’s own internal spiritual power cultivation exceeded 90,000, making him a peak eighth-tier powerhouse. But at this moment, facing Long Haochen, he actually had a very small feeling.

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It wasn’t just him. Everyone passing through the hall of the Warrior Temple stopped in their tracks because of the sudden golden light. Of course, they wouldn’t have any hostility, it was a light attribute, it couldn’t be an enemy. The滔天 (tāotiān) sword intent that followed left everyone stunned.

At this moment, they even had the illusion that the golden light figure was the real Ye Wushang statue, and the tall one on the other side was just an inanimate object.

The contrast was too strong. The tyrannical sword intent seemed to pierce through the dome of the Warrior Temple, and the unified figure of the sword was so tall.

After nearly a year of closed-door cultivation, Long Haochen’s gains were imaginable. What he inherited was not only the divine sword Aria of the Goddess of Light itself, but also its sword intent. At the same time, he also fused this sword intent with the understanding of the sword that repelled Abao when he was in the awakening of the divine favor. Formed his own unique sword intent.

Undoubtedly, this was the help brought to him by the powerful talent of God’s Chosen. To be precise, the sword intent displayed by Long Haochen at this time was somewhat different from Ye Wushang’s back then, and it was far from being comparable to Ye Wushang’s complete dedication to the sword. However, what he held in his hand was Aria of the Goddess of Light, and with the auxiliary sword intent, how could it not shock the entire Warrior Temple?

Xu Zhongliang was the first to salute Aria of the Goddess of Light with the highest warrior etiquette. Then, all the warriors present respectfully saluted in unison.

The golden light converged, and Aria of the Goddess of Light disappeared in Long Haochen’s hands. The tyrannical sword intent also dissipated. Looking at Long Haochen’s fiery gaze, Xu Zhongliang nodded vigorously. “Team Leader Long, please wait, I will immediately report to the Temple Lord.” After saying that, he immediately turned around and strode away.

Long Haochen still stood in place, silently staring at the statue in front of him. Although the statue did not have the sword intent of Ye Wushang, the God of Light Swords, its tragic aura of overlooking the battlefield deeply touched Long Haochen’s heart. Vaguely, he had some different insights into his own sword intent.

This trip to the Warrior Temple was obviously not because of the military commander of Xingxing City. That was just a small matter that came along the way. His more important purpose was to return Ye Wushang’s sword intent to the Warrior Temple. This was also the reason why he insisted on seeing the Temple Lord of the Warrior Temple.

Before long, more than a dozen people filed down from the stairs on one side of the hall. Leading the way was an old man wearing a golden robe. The old man already had a head of silver hair, but his vigorous strides gave people a powerful oppressive force like a mountain collapsing.

Xu Zhongliang and other powerful Warrior Temple leaders followed behind the old man and came straight to Long Haochen.

The old man in the golden robe had an excited look on his face. He strode to Long Haochen’s side, but Long Haochen acted as if he didn’t see him and still stared at the statue of the Sword of a Thousand Years.

Xu Zhongliang was about to speak, but was stopped by the golden old man raising his hand. A hint of surprise flashed in the old man’s eyes. He turned around and signaled everyone to be silent and not disturb Long Haochen. He himself stood next to Long Haochen, looking at the handsome young man.

After nearly half an hour, Long Haochen’s eyes suddenly shone brightly. His left foot stepped forward, and his right hand waved forward like lightning. A faint golden light flashed away.

A long sigh of satisfaction came from his mouth, and the next moment, a sharp scream suddenly echoed in the entire hall. The scream disappeared in an instant, but the Warrior Temple leaders standing beside him showed shocked expressions. They all clearly felt the tragedy in Long Haochen’s right hand. Without any spiritual power fluctuations, it was just pure sword intent. Who is this young man?

“Are you Long Haochen?” The golden-robed old man finally spoke, his voice actually trembling slightly.

Long Haochen was startled, only to realize that he was already surrounded by people. He quickly turned around and met the golden-robed old man’s emotional gaze.

(To be continued)

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