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Chapter 1909 - 1995: Xuantian Ancient Sword

The two gatekeeping disciples saw that senior uncle Jin Muchen had returned, and their faces immediately revealed expressions of surprise and joy.

"Senior uncle, you sure took your time, the Grandmaster left a message after returning and then went out to the vicinity of Void Stone Forest to find you." One of the gatekeeping disciples hurriedly approached and said.

"Oh, I was ambushed by that boy earlier, suffered quite severe injuries, and then escaped into the void. On this flight, my injuries did not improve at all, but I had a small gain." Chen Nan imitated Jin Muchen’s tone.

The disciple’s eyes twinkled with curiosity, "Senior uncle, what gain?"

"Hehe, I have captured that boy’s woman and brought her back."

Chen Nan reached out with his hand to draw, and Ou Yifei, who was bound by the Chaos Sky Silk in the void outside the Xuantian Sect Palace, was instantly drawn over.

"Senior uncle is mighty, with this woman, when the boy who offended you comes over, we can kill him." The other gatekeeping disciple flattered.

Holding onto Ou Yifei, Chen Nan walked into the palace, led by a disciple, into the main hall.

"Pass the order, bring up all the spiritual elixirs from the sect, I need them to heal now, no idle people should disturb me."

Upon entering the main hall of the Xuantian Sect, Chen Nan immediately saw the Xuantian Sword inserted in front of the statue of the sect’s founder. The strongest defense battle armor of the Xuantian Sect had already been snatched by him from Jin Muchen, obtaining this sword would be perfect.

Equip Ou Yifei with the Xuantian Battle Armor and Xuantian Sword, her combat strength will greatly increase. With the speed of the Heavenly People Clan, even facing a Supreme, she could still fight.

Watching that disciple leave, Ou Yifei’s mind moved, and the Chaos Sky Silk originally binding her automatically loosened.

"Hahaha, Yifei, your cooperation was excellent, Xuantian Sect Leader Jin Haoyue won’t be back for some time. Once the spiritual elixirs from Xuantian Sect are delivered, we’ll erase the marks on the Xuantian Sword and imprint your Divine Soul."

"Okay."

Ou Yifei nodded, she didn’t expect that Chen Nan would truly succeed.

The five Supreme Beings of Xuantian Sect have all fallen, only one sect leader remains, although his power is formidable, he’s not in the sect. With their strength, even other Xuantian Sect disciples, even a half-step Supreme, they can definitely handle them.

After waiting for a while in the main hall, Chen Nan was grumbling about the slow delivery of spiritual elixirs by the Xuantian Sect disciples.

Suddenly, Ou Yifei exclaimed, "Not good, we’ve been tricked."

Chen Nan followed her gaze to the altar beside the founder’s statue in the main hall, where many Jade Tokens were hanging, inscribed with names, five of which are beneath the row of the sect leader Jin Haoyue.

These five Jade Tokens were dim, and the name on the front one was surprisingly Jin Muchen.

"Lifebound Talisman, damn it, we’ve fallen for Xuantian Sect’s tricks." Chen Nan slammed the table in frustration: "When Jin Haoyue went out to intercept us, he should have thought, most sects of the Heavenly People Clan have Lifebound Talismans; once they fall, these Jade Tokens would turn dim."

Chen Nan’s Divine Thought instantly swept out, and when he retracted his Divine Sense, his eyes showed an odd expression.

"Jin Haoyue hasn’t returned, but Xuantian Sect has already gathered over a hundred Heavenly Lords, and more than a dozen half-step Supremes outside. It seems they’ve already made their move; escaping now might be a bit difficult."

Chen Nan and Ou Yifei exchanged glances, frowning as they spoke.

Originally intending to calculate against Xuantian Sect, Chen Nan unexpectedly found himself being calculated by them, leaving him quite upset.

"Let’s first leave this main hall," Chen Nan thought aloud.

In the next moment, Chen Nan and Ou Yifei flew towards the outside of the main hall.

Just as they reached the door, they crashed against a light screen with a boom, almost being shaken into falling from mid-air.

"Boom!" Chen Nan punched the light screen, but it didn’t budge, and his tiger’s mouth almost cracked.

His current strength, even if a Supreme First Layer expert stood in front of him, could definitely be sent flying with one punch; you can imagine the terrifying power contained within this light screen.

"Hahaha, Nanchen, Ou Yifei, stop struggling, although the sect leader hasn’t returned, he’s far away but already predicted you might impersonate senior brother’s identity to ambush our Xuantian Sect."

A half-step Supreme’s voice sounded outside the main hall, filled with disdain.

Chen Nan laughed, "Far away but predicting victory, you really look up to old thief Jin; if I hadn’t overlooked one detail, could his pig brain have calculated me? I was careless with Jin Muchen’s Lifebound Talisman; but with just you guys, can you actually trap me?"

"You... Nanchen, you came uninvited, sneaking into our Xuantian Sect, even the Blood Martial Hall can’t help you now. The array in the main hall can trap even a Supreme Third Layer expert; soon my senior and junior brothers will activate the Xuantian God Execution Array, you can wait inside and slowly die."

As the half-step Supreme spoke, together with other half-step Supremes, more than a dozen powerful forces continuously injected into the main hall above.

"Xuantian Gods Array, such big talk; I want to see if you can execute me today." Chen Nan roared in anger; since trapped, he might as well stay inside.

He said to Ou Yifei, "Yifei, before old thief Jin returns, let’s refine this Xuantian Ancient Sword, erase its marks, and make it yours."

Stunned, he and Ou Yifei took a deep breath, realizing impatience is futile; trapped inside, they couldn’t send a Communication Token out for help.

Chen Nan grasped the hilt of the Xuantian Ancient Sword, trying to pull it from the altar before the founder’s statue. Using eighty percent of his strength, the sword merely wobbled.

"Chaotic Power, for my use."

Chen Nan shouted, and countless cyan-white lights burst from him, blinding those around him; within these lights seemed the source of all power.

Placing his hands on the sword hilt again, the Xuantian Ancient Sword began to wail, having a spirit trying to stop his possession.

"Rise for me!"

Chen Nan shouted, using both hands with force; the ancient sword finally loosened, slowly being pulled out from the altar.

Meanwhile, the Xuantian Sect Palace floating in the void trembled like an earthquake; those outside—elders, disciples—had just breathed a sigh of relief when Chen Nan stopped talking.

Now with the tremor, they staggered side to side.