Chapter 2: Supreme Glory (3)

  Huoyun Bridge descended onto the central passageway of the square, slowly dissipating. The millions of Huoyun Sect disciples also simultaneously withdrew their powers. Their movements were uniform and in unison, and the array diagram on the ground also hid within the texture of the ground.

  Although Zifeng was trying to calm himself, his chest heaved violently, betraying his current tension and excitement. The gaze of millions fell on Zifeng at the same time. Feeling Zifeng's excited mood, no one would laugh at him. If they could walk on Huoyun Bridge themselves, it would be worth dying for! This was the common voice of the hundreds of millions of inner disciples of Huoyun Sect.

  Nan Batian slowly walked up to Zifeng's front, looking at this middle-aged man who was trying hard to control his emotions, and smiled slightly. His whole demeanor suddenly changed from the previous haughty attitude to a gentle and elegant one. He said in a loud voice: "Please follow me into Huoyun Hall for discussion."

  Zi Feng took a few deep breaths and finally returned to normal. He said calmly: "Thank you, Sect Master, for showing me the way."

  Nan Batian smiled slightly and nodded lightly. He turned around and walked towards the Huoyun Hall, with Zi Feng following closely behind him, carrying the unconscious child, showing respect to Nan Batian.

  Nan Batian, who was leading the way in front, swept his divine sense into Zifeng's arms and already had a vague idea of what the man holding the Huoyun Order would ask of the Huoyun Sect.

  Seeing the sect master lead a man holding the Huoyun Order into the Huoyun Hall, followed by the two peak masters of Danqi and the various elders of Danqi's second peak. The hundreds of thousands of disciples standing in the square were also led by the senior brothers of each peak to fly towards the second peak.

  Flames fluttered and shone in the sky above Huoyun Sect. The massive fleet split into two formations in mid-air, each flying towards their respective peaks. After a brief moment, the flames dissipated above the two peaks, and the sky returned to darkness. The crescent moon hid shyly behind dark clouds, appearing and disappearing.

  Zi Feng followed Nan Badao into the Huoyun Hall, and was surprised to find that the Huoyun Hall was not as grand and spacious as he had imagined. Upon entering the hall, it was just a simply decorated ancient temple. The decorations inside were extremely old, with most of the wooden objects having a history of several thousand years.

  Above the throne of the sect master, a painting was hung with three majestic and domineering characters that read "Huoyun Sect". It seemed to contain the ultimate truth of heaven and earth, making it unforgettable after just one glance. However, after looking at it for a while, Zifeng felt dizzy and realized that his realm was not high enough to understand the profound truth within.

  Regrettably shaking his head, he lowered his head and saw Nan Batian sitting on the master's throne, looking at him. Zi Feng solemnly took out the supreme Huoyun Order from the Qiankun bag at his waist, and since he was holding a child in his arms, he could only hand it over with one hand to Nan Batian.

  Nan Bá Tiān hastily got up, respectfully receiving the Huǒ Yún Lǐng with both hands, carefully examining the Huǒ Yún patterns on it, feeling the pure and extreme Huǒ Yún Qi within. A happy smile appeared on his face. He thought to himself: "The last piece of Huǒ Yún Lǐng has finally returned to the sect, from now on Huǒ Yún Sect will have no more worries, a glorious moment is about to arrive, who dares to compete with my Huǒ Yún Sect?!"