without hesitation, fully unleashed the power of the Five Elements Breaking Sword. A vast amount of spiritual energy enveloped the sword's body, not giving the Asura Corpse any chance to exploit it.W...At the summit of the main peak, a clear spring flows.

Above the clouds, stands a celestial platform, fragrant with celestial incense and adorned with thousands of auspicious colors.

A golden table, a jade dish, delicacies of all kinds, and immortal fruits and nectar.

The nascent immortals were introduced to the Immortal Platform, greeting each other cordially.

Qin Sang had given orders in advance, and Mu Yifeng was also led onto the Immortal Platform to take a seat.

Among the myriad of planes, Mu Yifeng was known for his eloquence and composed demeanor. He answered every question with confidence and humility.

Lord Dongyang quietly left, surprising everyone.

Seeing the attitude of Qingyangguan towards Mu Yifeng, Zhong Yuan Ying realized that there must be some history between them. Considering Qin Sang, she didn't delve deeper and put aside all thoughts.

Jing Yu, without complaint or weariness, personally appeared to receive the guests for Qin Sang.

Only the Lord's position is vacant.

In no time, the mystical demon lord Tong Yu arrived in person. The numerous young spirits were surprised and immediately rose to greet him.

As time passed, more and more monks came to the Qingyang Guan.

At the foot of the main peak, people thronged together, regardless of their cultivation level. They were all treated to delicious spiritual fruits and fine wine, which drew forth wave after wave of praise.

The time is right.

The bell tolled again, one after another, incessantly. The deep and resonant sound of the bell echoed throughout Qingyang Guan.

For a moment, heaven and earth were silent, the void clear, with only the gentle ringing of the bell.

Under the main peak, Wan Xiu fell silent and gazed upwards.

On the fairy stage, all the other young cultivators fell silent and turned their gazes to Jing Yu.

Then only seeing Jingyu walk to the main seat, he looked around. His true essence surged, his voice drowning out the chimes, "I invite the Master of Qingyang Guan, Qin Sang!"

A subtle murmur rippled through the crowd, quickly subsiding into silence.

The fairy platform trembled.

From the core forbidden zone, a cloud bridge suddenly appeared, leading straight to the main peak's immortal platform.

The next moment, everyone only felt a flower in front of their eyes, and an extra figure appeared on the Cloud Bridge out of thin air.

This man was as handsome as a young boy, dressed in a simple blue Daoist robe. He had an indifferent air about him and smiled at the crowd. It was Qin Sang.

On the fairy platform, many Yuan Ying disciples stood afar and bowed their heads in respect.

Qin Sang nodded slightly and strode towards the fairy platform.

At the same time, Li Yuhu and others arrived at the main peak at an unknown time.

All disciples of Qingyangguan gathered, and Shangguan Lifeng also came down the mountain slightly.

There are many Golden Core cultivators, including Li Yuhu, Shangguan Lifeng, Mei Gu, Zhao Ying, and Tan Yien.

There are also some thunder beasts, old monkey spirits, white cranes, and white cats who have been brought in to add to the spectacle.

All the disciples ascended the mountain slightly, waiting quietly under the fairy platform. They looked up at the cloud bridge, each expression filled with fervor and pride.

Qin Sang walked calmly and steadily among the ringing of the bell.

There seemed to be a faint, almost imperceptible ripple on him, as if something was brewing.

Zhong Yuan Ying was the first to notice Qin Sang's little trick, a smile deepening on her face.

But as Qin Sang got closer and closer, a few people's smiles faded.

That kind of fluctuation was originally sword intent. Qin Sang at this moment seemed to transform into a sword, and with every step he took, his sword intent grew stronger by one point.

This sword intent represents Qin Sang's own understanding of kendo, the *Yuan Shen Yang Jian Zhang*, and the *Qi Po Sha Zhen*. It is pure, relying not on the power of a spirit sword but solely on his own mastery.

First to lose their smiles were the swordsmen. They understood just how astonishing Qin Sang's accomplishments in swordsmanship had been.

Over the past decade, Qin Sang refined a Corpse Flower Blood Jade, greatly advancing his cultivation.

More importantly, he comprehended the martial arts techniques and gained a deeper understanding, especially in the "Seven Souls Killing Array," where his skills flourished and he mastered the sword array!

Now, even when urging only the top-grade Jin Shen Sword to perform sword formations, its power surpasses that of using Yun You Jian before.

Qin Sang once thought that he would wait until he broke through to the middle stage of Nascent Soul before holding a grand ceremony together, stunning the world in one fell swoop.

But he also wasn't sure how long it would take him to break through.

And afterwards, one must focus on secluded meditation and have no energy to attend to worldly affairs.

The name of Qingyang Guan is already well-known. Delaying any further wouldn't make much sense.

Anyway, with his mastery of the "Seven Soul Killing Array," he is someone anyone would be wary of.

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The sword intent emanating from him was the transformation of the 《Seven Souls Killing Formation》, causing one by one of the Nascent Soul cultivators on the Immortal Platform to widen their eyes in astonishment.

By the time Qin Sang descended from Yunqiao and ascended to Xiantai, only Tongyu Demon Monarch and Lu Buyuan, among others, could still maintain their composure.

But in their eyes, there flashed a look of apprehension.

If Qin Sang's previous fame was due to external factors such as the Demon Banner, Demon Fire, and Cloud-Traveling Sword,

Now, they truly recognize Qin Sang!

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The rest of the Yuanying looked solemn, as if facing a great enemy.

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As long as Qin Sang draws his sword, they have no confidence in being able to withstand it!

The bell rang ninety-nine times and then stopped. Qin Sang happened to walk to the top of the fairy platform.

He gazed at the sky, his expression unchanged, but a hint of longing lingered in his eyes.

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Familiar faces flashed through my mind.

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The carefree days in Qingyang Temple, and Yun Youzi's journey through countless hardships and obstacles, the final masterpiece of bamboo and peach blossoms...

Scene after scene, story after story, the memories are still vivid.

Finally, I walked to this step myself and fulfilled my old friend's wish.

At the same time, I will also leave a colorful stroke in this world!

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Qin Sang sensed the true spirit of the Cloud Wanderer, a flash of light appeared in his eyes, and the sword intent that had been brewing to its peak suddenly burst forth!

In countless gasps, a phantom sword shadow separated from its wielder and slashed towards the void!

For a moment, the sky darkened as if in a storm. The void transformed into a sword formation, countless sword lights dancing about, their brightness shifting, ever-changing and unpredictable, like a chaotic sword realm taking shape.

Each nascent soul was solemn, staring intently at the sword formation.

A lower-ranked cultivator from the mountain foothills covered his eyes as soon as he saw it, blinded by the sword light and tears streaming down his face.

When the sword formation's changes reached the extreme, suddenly transitioning from motion to stillness, the sword light retracted, leaving behind only three archaic characters—Qingyang Guan!

The sword light condensed into large characters, slowly falling.

“Boom!”

'Boom!'

'Boom!'

The main peak's face was flattened, the mountain remained unshaken and no smoke arose, yet three big characters were forever inscribed there!

Li Yufu's eyes were filled with excitement, he led his disciples to kneel and bow, "Greetings, Master Guan!"

Subsequently.

jingyu bowed, "Congratulations to Lord Qin on founding the sect!"

Congratulations to all the newly born!

Yet again, Wan Xiu expresses his congratulations from below.

Congratulations on the grand opening of Qin Guan's school!

"Qin, following the wishes of his predecessors, established the Qingyang Guan. He feels inadequate and overwhelmed... Thank you to all fellow Taoists for coming to the ceremony!"

Qin Sang turned around and returned the greeting, then her gaze fell on Li Yu's axe and the others.

Zhonghuan Ying knew that the grand ceremony was not yet over. Recalling the sword intent Qin Sang had just displayed, he patiently observed the proceedings.

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Actually, in the cultivation world, there are many ways to hold a grand ceremony for founding a sect.

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If we delve deeper, even a few more hours won't be enough to finish this.

Qin Sang didn't want to waste time with too many formalities. After admonishing his disciples, he ordered them to bow to the spirit tablets of Yun Youzi and Qing Zhu. The ceremony was nearly at an end.

Finally, Qin Sang flicked his robe sleeve, and eighty-one King Beast Banners flew out.

"Thank you, Master, for the gift!"

Li Yuhu and others divided the command of the Beast King Banner, demonstrating the changes of the banner formation in public.

Suddenly, black smoke billowed beneath the fairy platform, and the cloud beast's soul roared, a terrifying sight.

Fortunately, it can be replaced with a cloud beast's soul instead of a demon beast's. Otherwise, it would be really difficult to make this public.

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The flags change endlessly.

This is just a demonstration, the power hasn't been fully displayed, but it has nonetheless attracted much attention from the primordial infants.

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