Chapter 1661: The Last Saint
Chapter 1661: Chapter 1661: The Last Saint
The things they were worried about did not happen. As the four made their hand gestures, the sword light, though powerful, did not collide when they met but entwined with each other, spiraling endlessly in mid-air.
"Dragon Ascending Nine Heavens!" With a clear shout from Ye Lanfeng, a Gray Dragon appeared in the sky.
Although high-level knights can learn the Sword Energy Formation, using sword intent to display various sword shapes, dragon-shaped sword lights are not uncommon on the Holy Court Continent, nobody had ever seen such a lifelike dragon-shaped sword shadow.
The dragon’s horns, head, whiskers, eyes were so vivid, as if the legendary divine dragon had come to life before their eyes, even possessing seven-tenths of a divine beast’s majesty.
The dragon shape continued to expand and extend, reaching hundreds, thousands of feet long, its massive form forming a new barrier overlaying the original one, perfectly encapsulating the graveyard’s vital position.
The cemetery, which had been shaking non-stop, regained its tranquility, filling the hearts of the disheartened with hope once more.
"It’s successful, it finally succeeded this time!" Everyone looked joyously at Shao Chengxiong.
Fortunately, this martial arts fool didn’t fail at the crucial moment again and succeeded at last.
While everyone was overly delighted, Shao Chengxiong suddenly turned pale, spat a mouthful of blood, and fell half-kneeling to the ground.
It turns out they celebrated too soon, as if a basin of ice water was poured over them from head to toe, their hearts plummeted to the depths.
Mu Hanyan was also somewhat disheartened. Although she couldn’t fully comprehend how the Dragon Ascending Nine Heavens was executed, she could at least see that to perform this technique, aside from the Sword technique, one needed the strength of a Sword Saint at the very least, which was enough to discourage her.
It seemed that except for giving up, they had no other choice.
As Shao Chengxiong was injured and fell, the dragon shadow in mid-air gradually became illusory.
Ye Lanfeng, Dantai Changqing, and Wei Xiaotian sighed secretly and prepared to put away their sword techniques.
Even if they didn’t hold much hope initially, reaching the point of failure still brought inevitable regret to their hearts.
"Dragon Ascending, Nine Heavens!" Just as everyone was about to give up, the clear shout echoed once more.
A handsome young man appeared out of nowhere, executing hand gestures swiftly as he unleashed his longsword.
His hand gestures were exactly the same as those Shao Chengxiong used earlier, and although his momentum was slightly inferior to Ye Lanfeng and the others, he was also above the level of a Sword Saint.
The Saint, this was the fifth Saint! Despite the boy’s young looks, everyone could not help but feel respect naturally arise.
After Mu Hanyan’s initial shock, her expression filled with unconcealable joy.
Mu Hanfeng, it was her younger brother Mu Hanfeng. So he was the final Saint!
Before, seeing her brother’s rapid progress after venturing outside, Mu Hanyan was sincerely happy for him. She was curious about the identity of the esteemed master he apprenticed under.
Only now did she understand that his Master was the Holy Master, and he was the last and most mysterious of the five Saints.
Looking at Mu Hanfeng’s increasingly mature and handsome face, possessing an aura akin to Ye Lanfeng yet refined beyond worldly constraints, Mu Hanyan felt a surge of pride.
This was her brother, a relative connected by blood. She always knew that one day, he would make a stunning appearance, soaring high into the sky.
Seeing Mu Hanfeng’s sword, Ye Lanfeng, Dantai Changqing, and Wei Xiaotian were invigorated. Though Mu Hanfeng’s strength didn’t quite match Shao Chengxiong’s, judging from his sword intent, his comprehension was on par, even surpassing Shao Chengxiong in understanding the Dragon Ascending Nine Heavens technique.
Once more, the three combined their sword efforts, blending the four sword lights at one point, and in the sky, the dragon shape that was gradually fading came together once more, even more realistic than before, exuding a divine beast’s unique aura and majesty, even more compelling than previously.
With an echoing dragon’s roar, the dragon’s form suddenly solidified, like an ancient sculpture, coiled outside the barrier, forming a robust defense. With this and the existing barrier, the cemetery in the Guardian of the Gods was truly impregnable.
The cemetery returned to peace once again, indifferent to the raging void storm ahead, providing the people with peace of mind, knowing they were perhaps in the safest place, potentially the last refuge to remain untouched even if the void storm swallowed the entire continent.
Almost everyone was moved to tears, looking at Mu Hanfeng’s young, handsome appearance with increasing respect filled within their hearts.
Yet, there was curiosity about who this most mysterious Saint might be. However, out of reverence, nobody dared to approach and ask.
But soon, they got their answer.
"Sister." The Saint descended gracefully, walking towards Mu Hanyan, his eyes filled with excitement, affection, longing, and the deep-seated bond of siblings.
"Han Feng." Mu Hanyan’s eyes were also moist.
Her brother had grown up, matured, and his strength even surpassed hers, yet in her heart, he remained the closest brother, the one willing to guard her silently and sacrifice life for her.
The siblings embraced tightly, and despite the long-time separation, there was not the slightest sense of alienation, as if they had never been apart.
So he was Mu Hanyan’s brother. Witnessing this, everyone once more showed expressions of shock and marvel.
They had thought Mu Hanyan’s natural talent was already extraordinary, her strength impressive, but never did they expect that she would have a brother who was a Saint, whose strength surpassed even hers.
The An Yun Mu Family, once the foremost family in Anyun, indeed stood out among others. Despite their past decline after the battle with the Zhao Family, causing the Mu Family’s strength to dwindle, and leaving the two major families of Anyun among the Eight Great Families, unable to retain the first family’s position, witnessing Mu Hanyan and Mu Hanfeng, everyone believed that the An Yun Mu Family would soon restore its former glory, becoming not only the first family in Anyun but the entire Holy Court Continent as well.
"So you were the last of the Twelve Saints. Was it so amazing that you couldn’t tell me?" After a long time, Mu Hanyan finally released her brother, complaining.
"Indeed, indeed, even I wasn’t told—how unfair," Ye Yanran approached, seemingly about to pull his ears but hesitated under Mu Hanyan’s gaze, finally finding herself swinging small fists instead.
"I only just found out myself; how could I tell you all?" Mu Hanfeng shrugged helplessly.
"You just found out?" Mu Hanyan looked at him suspiciously.