Cherished By Seven Sisters by Melvin Houle

Chapter 842 Secondhand

The three sect leaders of the Three Sword Sects felt the pervasive sword energy swirling around them. They stared unblinkingly at the beam of light shooting skyward from the mountain peak, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, and their faces filled with disbelief. “The inheritor! It’s really the inheritor! The Sword King’s inheritor has appeared!”

After a long period of shock, the leaders of the Three Sword Sects finally accepted this reality.

This was the second inheritor to appear in Mount Kushburn since the closure of Mount Jacaster.

The first was naturally the inheritor of the Azure King’s will at the Crimson Sun Sect.

In less than a month’s time, two inheritors had emerged one after the other. Was this a sign of impending upheaval in Mount Kushburn? Or was it foreshadowing something else?

Everyone was trembling with fear.

Naturally, it was Emrys who accepted the inheritance.

The fifteen minutes when the white light had shone brightly was the time he used to face his trial.

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Relying on his formidable willpower, Emrys persevered until that voice echoed in his mind once more, “The Azure King indeed has an eye for talent.”

The moment the voice fell silent, the oppressive sword energy ravaging Emrys‘ body dissipated, He then accepted the inheritance of swordsmanship.

with every swing and stab he made, there was a subtle

energy.

own sword

sword energy stored within the Heavenly

the center of Emrys‘ forehead, in the exact spot where

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resided, a white luminescent imprint was now shimmering. The two existed harmoniously,

originated from

Peter was dumbfounded.

brilliant white light, forcing him to close his eyes for a good fifteen minutes. When he finally managed to squint open his eyes again, he saw Emrys in the

could say that Peter was

Only he remained. As he had been standing extremely close

moment, he was just like Emrys, both enveloped within the massive pillar of white light.

profound

the secondhand smoke alone was enough to make

chubby face flushed a deep shade of red in his excitement.

because Peter was close by, he managed to get a piece of it. Consequently, it turned

his sword was in Emrys‘ possession. Left with no choice, he circled around and finally

using the branch in his hand as a

swordsmanship, so when he brandished the branch, his movements were more structured than Emrys‘. There was

passed by, each minute and second ticking