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Chapter 641: Kneeling for Eternity
Chapter 641: Kneeling for Eternity
Emperor Tianhong's mind was in turmoil, and although everything he saw remained unchanged after a hundred years, he felt an immense malevolence.
He couldn't imagine the situation he would face if he failed his apprenticeship and returned to the Dao Court. Let alone the Dao Court, when he first arrived at the Heaven and Earth Sect, countless disciples had their eyes on him.
The more he thought about it, the more anxious he became, and even a sense of anger welled up within him.
He couldn't even tell whom this anger was directed at.
Was it towards Fu Dao Jianzun? But Fu Dao Jianzun had no reason or emotional attachment to accept him as a disciple.
If anyone was to blame, it was his own insufficient talent.
Fu Dao Jianzun had taken in Tianhao, and Tianhao had been the previous number one Heavenly Prodigy.
Before he was born, Tianhao had disappeared without a trace, so many still believed that he wasn't the strongest Heavenly Prodigy of all time because he had never defeated Tianhao.
After the tribulation of the Xiantian Human Race, everyone knew that Tianhao was a disciple of Fu Dao Jianzun, which further added to Tianhao's legendary status.
When Tianhao disappeared, people liked to use him to suppress the current generation's geniuses.
In fact, when Tianhao was alive, he had faced doubts similar to those Emperor Tianhong was facing now.
Nevertheless, regardless of the circumstances, without defeating Tianhao, Emperor Tianhong couldn't truly be considered the number one Heavenly Prodigy of all time.
Emperor Tianhong's thoughts raced with anxiety, and even though his rational mind told him that a hundred years wasn't a significant amount of time, he couldn't help but dwell on it.
Kneeling before the small river, looking at his reflection on the water's surface, Emperor Tianhong suddenly felt vulnerable, and indeed, he didn't live up to the title of the number one Heavenly Prodigy.
Just then, he saw a figure approaching from deep within the forest across the river. When he recognized the person's face, a look of confusion appeared on his own.
It wasn't Tian Qing, nor was it Tian Bai.
He had never seen this woman before.
The newcomer was none other than An Xin.
Dressed in a blue skirt, An Xin's makeup was exquisite, her eyebrows and eyes were cold, and she resembled a fairy dwelling in the mountains, exuding an aura untouched by mortal affairs. Emperor Tianhong's gaze shifted as he looked at her.
An Xin noticed Emperor Tianhong, her eyes remaining cold and indifferent. She walked up to the river and stopped, her gaze fixed on Emperor Tianhong, her expression unperturbed.
"I heard that you're the number one genius of the Dao Court and the strongest talent in the world today. Since we're both from Miao Fa Ling Xian, why don't we have a friendly competition?"
An Xin spoke, her tone leaving no room for refusal.
Emperor Tianhong furrowed his brows and asked, "May I ask if you're a disciple of Nothingness?"
An Xin replied, "I'm considered the top disciple of Nothingness. If you defeat me, you'll have the qualifications to join Nothingness."
Upon hearing this, Emperor Tianhong's eyes flashed with fierce determination.
After kneeling for a hundred years, his mood was already agitated, and now that An Xin had come to him, it was an opportunity he couldn't pass up.
He wanted to show Jianzun his talent!
Emperor Tianhong stood up, and as he did, dirt and grass clippings fell from his legs. His entire demeanor changed abruptly, and a howling wind blew, causing the surrounding trees to shake violently.
"Where shall we compete?"
Emperor Tianhong asked, his eyes burning with intensity, his demeanor domineering, and his long hair dancing like flames.
Purple light flashed in An Xin's eyes, and she replied in a detached tone, "There's no need to go anywhere. It will be over soon enough."
Emperor Tianhong felt humiliated, and his robe began to flutter as a formidable aura emanated from within him.
At the same time, in an inn within the Heaven and Earth Sect, Gu An was drinking with his friends. Suddenly, they all sensed a formidable presence coming from afar.
One of his friends, Qiu Zhuo, exclaimed in surprise, "Could someone be causing trouble within the sect?"
Although the Heaven and Earth Sect was far from being as powerful as the Dao Court, in the eyes of the lower-level disciples, it was the orthodox sect of the world, a major sect occupying a vast region. Anyone daring to cause trouble within the Heaven and Earth Sect was practically seeking death.
An Gu laughed and said, "Since we're within the sect, there's no need for concern. Let's continue drinking and talk more about Yi Lang."
Yi Lang, the son of the sect leader Yi Qingshan, was not particularly gifted within the Yi family. However, his carefree and unrestrained nature often led him to do things that became the talk of the town.
Qiu Zhuo found An Gu's words reasonable and continued to narrate Yi Lang's romantic adventures.
The terrifying aura appeared suddenly and vanished just as quickly.
The entire incident lasted less than ten breaths, causing a stir among the disciples of the Heaven and Earth Sect in various cities.
In a forest.
Emperor Tian Hong knelt by a river, one hand propped on his knee and the other hanging naturally. With difficulty, he raised his head to look ahead, his face covered in cold sweat and his eyes filled with bloodshot veins."
An Xing stood on the opposite bank of the river, a zhang away from him. Her purple irises gradually returned to their normal color.
Compared to Emperor Tian Hong's fearful expression, An Xing's demeanor remained indifferent.
"How is this possible... What kind of divine ability was that just now?" Emperor Tian Hong asked through gritted teeth. He couldn't accept his crushing defeat, especially at the hands of someone at the same cultivation level.
An Xing spoke up, "This is a divine ability my master taught me. You don't need to feel bad. Although we're at the same level, I reached this level before you were even born. Your natural talent still surpasses mine, but entering the Nothingness Sect is not that simple."
After speaking, she took a step and sidestepped to Emperor Tian Hong's side, brushing past him as she headed towards the Heaven and Earth Sect.
Emperor Tian Hong lowered his head and asked with clenched teeth, "Did the Sword Sovereign send you here?"
"He doesn't have time for such trivial matters. I just sensed that your Dao-heart was wavering. It's only been a century, and you can't endure it. Those who have high hopes for you in the sect will be disappointed. But there's no shame in retreating. There are many paths in this world, and you don't have to join the Nothingness Sect."
An Xing didn't stop walking, and her figure gradually moved further away.
After hearing this, Emperor Tian Hong's pupils dilated, and a sense of shame emerged within him.
Yes, it had only been a century.
For a Xian cultivator, what did a century mean? Emperor Tian Hong's mind replayed the scenes of the previous battle, and his eyes burned with determination.
The strength of the Nothingness disciples was a testament to the sect's profound foundation!
Even if it took a thousand years or ten thousand years, he was determined to join the Nothingness Sect!
Emperor Tian Hong straightened his back and knelt again, this time brushing away his previous impatience. His eyes regained the firmness they had when he first arrived.
A gentle breeze blew past him, lifting the hair by his ears. In the wind, he seemed to hear the Sword Sovereign calling out to him, addressing him as "disciple."
Emperor Tian Hong's lips curved upward as An Xing's strength made him yearn for the Nothingness Sect even more.
Years passed swiftly.
Another ten thousand years went by, but the forest where Emperor Tian Hong knelt remained unchanged, as if isolated from the world, unaffected by the rules of heaven and earth.
Emperor Tian Hong's attire showed no signs of wear, but his hair had grown longer, and his beard reached the ground. With his eyes closed, his entire being exuded a profound aura.
Not far away, on a branch, An Gu and An Xing stood side by side, observing Emperor Tian Hong.
An Xing asked, "Master, if you truly don't want to accept him, should I drive him away?"
Emperor Tian Hong had knelt for ten thousand years, and his determination moved not only An Xing but also the other disciples of the sect, who were deeply touched.
As the number one prodigy under heaven, for him to endure kneeling for so long, up to ten thousand years, one could only imagine the strength of his resolve.
(End of Chapter)
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