At that moment, the Hundred Broken Mountain Range stretched as far as the eye could see, vast like an ocean.
Thousands of sects appeared simultaneously, standing within the Endless Territory, from high-ranking Sect Leaders and Elders to ordinary cultivators, and even to the newly awakened Martial Soul talents; all gazed from the ends of the earth upon that realm.
Countless cultivators breathed heavily, with endless hope shining in their eyes.
Some were incredibly excited, while others’ hearts pounded like thunder, such as the endless enemies of the Sword Saint’s lineage and the vast empire that took part in subduing the Sword Saint, all feeling uneasy, as if the entire domain awaited something.
Ye Xiaofan naturally sensed this atmosphere too, with a thousand questions in his heart, yet his expression remained calm, showing little change.
Although from the day he began cultivation, counting just under eight years, the events of these brief years were enough to completely change one’s mindset.
Suddenly, the entire Divine Sword Sect region fell silent, as quiet as the sound of falling needles.
Within the gates of the Divine Sword Sect, countless Divine Sword Sect cultivators and elders stood silently in the void, gazing blankly at the Array Altar set by the Venerable Level master of the South Peak, breathing heavily, with mixed emotions.
For the high echelons of the Divine Sword Sect at this moment, it was a predicament, as the undying elder, though the founding ancestor of the Divine Sword Sect, hadn’t once looked the disciples and descendants in the eye.
The Divine Sword Sect’s high echelons all knew, perhaps from the moment they chose to abandon the Sword Saint and his lineage, this Divine Sect they had once created no longer existed in the undying elder’s eyes.
Even so, at this moment, the millions of Divine Sword Sect cultivators were parched, as if all cultivators in the region knew what was to happen next, yet only Ye Xiaofan, who recently awoke from a coma, remained ignorant.
"Elder, is the ancestor truly going to let Junior Brother Ye break new ground? If Junior Brother Ye really achieves this, would it mean that our Hundred Broken Mountain Range will birth a Sacred Race progenitor? Would our Hundred Broken Mountain Range become a Holy Domain?"
An older disciple of the Divine Sword Sect gasped for breath, swallowing hard as if having come to know some earth-shattering information.
However, none of the Divine Sword Sect high echelons responded to the disciple’s words.
If that youth truly breaks new ground, the Hundred Broken Mountain Range would indeed birth a new Sacred Race, though this Sacred Race currently only has one member and has yet to branch out. Once successful, this sole member, as long as they don’t fall, would be a Sacred Race.
More terrifyingly, at that time, the entire Hundred Broken Mountain Range region will become a Holy Domain, and the name Ye Xiaofan will be eternally engraved in the hearts of future cultivators of this land, from generation to generation, forever.
Not only were the high echelons of the Divine Sword Sect parched, but notably, so were the infinite powerhouses of the Ning family.
"If Ye Xiaofan truly succeeds in breaking new ground, we and him will no longer belong to the same world. My Ning family has squandered a marital alliance with a nascent Sacred Race, unimaginable how heartbroken the old clan leaders would be."
"If back then Xianyi hadn’t annulled her engagement to him, then my Ning family would have been the first family in the Hundred Broken Mountain Range to ally with a Sacred Race, its future unimaginable, unimaginable indeed."
"But it’s too late now, once there were voices within the family opposing such a hastened annulment, yet some couldn’t wait, believing that boy would no longer be worthy of our lineage. It was they who ruined our Ning family’s greatest opportunity in ages."
"Stop, all of you, say no more. Whether he can achieve that, still remains unconfirmed; even if he does, would you disregard Yi’Er’s feelings? My granddaughter is standing right here."
The powerhouses of the Ning family spoke one after another, all with regretful expressions, while Mu Yan was furious, his face ashen.
He had once said, he even tried desperately advocating for the elders of the family to reconsider Ning Xianyi and Ye Xiaofan’s marriage, but the Ning family repeatedly suppressed him.
Now, even if the Ning family wishes to reconcile and repair the marriage, it’s nearly impossible because at this moment that white-robed figure atop the South Peak is no longer an existence that any family in the Hundred Broken Mountain Range can match.
That is the ancestor of a potential nascent Sacred Race, and simply this fact has already eclipsed all forces, like stars dimming alongside the bright moon.
Even if he fails to pioneer new ground, solely based on his current achievements, what future Sect Leader of the Divine Sword Sect, what hope of the Divine Sword Sect, none compare to this youth in brilliance.
At this moment, Ning Xianyi silently watched that figure, feeling a deep sense of loss. Compared to the youth, she was no longer prideful as if the halo she grew up with had vanished without a trace, no longer bright.
However, the countless figures differed entirely from those of the Ning family.
For instance, those fellow Divine Sword Sect seniors and juniors who had together entrusted their lives in the "Border City Battle Domain," including Shi Jingtian, Wang Changsheng, Qi Yuan, Jian Zhu, Mu Qing’Er, all gazed eagerly, hoping that figure could truly initiate the pioneering ground.
Not only them but even the Sect Leader of the Divine Sword Sect, one of the top ten giants in the Hundred Broken Mountain Range, Luo Li, couldn’t help but grow nervous.