Chapter 737 Change (1/2)

Countless experts in the outside world stood dumbstruck at the sight of the Saint flame being blown out by Zhou Yuan. Some even rubbed their eyes repeatedly, thinking they were hallucinating.

That was a Saint flame!

Even sect master Qing Yang and the other top experts would be turned into nothingness upon contact.

But it had been blown out by a boy of the Divine Dwelling stage?

That was simply impossible.

Sect master Qing Yang, old man Bai Mei and others dazedly looked at each other. They likewise couldn’t understand what had happened.

Palace master Sheng Yuan was also stunned. At this moment, he even doubted whether his own Saint flame had been real.

While the whole world fell silent, Zhou Yuan lifted his head and grinned at Sheng Yuan. “I didn’t expect the person who always hid in the back and schemed like a mouse would begin to touch the Saint stage.”

Hearing these words, palace master Sheng Yuan was taken aback before his pupils rapidly shrank. A look of horror emerged on his usually calm and composed face.

“Patriarch Cang Xuan?!” His voice had become shrill. One could easily imagine his emotions rapidly fluctuating inside.

Palace master Sheng Yuan’s eyes were wide with shock as he stared at Zhou Yuan. Although the young man still had the appearance of Zhou Yuan, he could feel a frightening presence gradually emerging from Zhou Yuan’s body.

It was a presence he was all too familiar with.

Back then, that presence had been practically godlike and had suppressed the entire Cangxuan Heaven. Even Sheng Yuan had only dared to plot in the dark, and did his best to not show any ambition on the outside.

His shrill voice instantly made all top experts’ scalps go numb.

Every gaze shot over in shock disbelief.

Everyone’s eyes filled with awe and respect.

Even the expressions of veteran experts like the Heavenly Sword Sovereign changed abruptly. All the top experts present had once lived in the shadow of the former heaven master of the Cangxuan Heaven.

“Master?” sect master Qing Yang and others were equally shocked.

Peak master Lei Jun’s body trembled uncontrollably as his always indifferent expression rapidly changed.

Under countless awe-struck gazes, patriarch Cang Xuan looked at palace master Sheng Yuan, “Long time no see Sheng Yuan.”

Palace master Sheng Yuan was aghast. He instinctively flinched and drew back, reappearing far away in a flash.

“Sheng Yuan, why are you running? He’s just a Spirit fragment who manifested with the help of Zhou Yuan’s body and you are a Saint expert!” a furious roar rang out.

“Lei Jun, you!” sect master Qing Yang and the others glared at the person who had spoken.

Lei Jun’s roar fell into everybody’s ears and managed to jerk Sheng Yuan back to his senses. His face immediately flushed red with embarrassment. He had feared patriarch Cang Xuan too much in the past and had lost his composure the moment he saw patriarch Cang Xuan appear.

The corners of palace master Sheng Yuan’s mouth twitched. The various sects had witnessed the previous scene and were most likely laughing at him now.

The high and mighty palace master Sheng Yuan was at the Saint stage, but didn’t even have the courage to face patriarch Cang Xuan? And his first reaction was to flee?

Palace master Sheng Yuan drew a deep breath. He was no ordinary individual after all. He suppressed his embarrassment and turned back to patriarch Cang Xuan with a forced smile and a dark gaze.

“So a fragment of your Spirit hid in the Cangxuan Saint Stamp when you died.

“But you’re merely a Spirit fragment right now. At best, you’re some left over power that lived to this day with the help of the Cangxuan Saint Stamp.” After calming down, palace master Sheng Yuan studied the present ‘Zhou Yuan’.

After discovering the strangeness of ‘patriarch Cang Xuan’, his tensed body relaxed a little.

Under countless awed gazes, patriarch Cang Xuan slowly rose and took a step forward in the empty void, arriving above Blackwater.

“Your insight has improved a little. However, this residual force should be enough to prevent you from taking the Cangxuan Saint Stamp.”

‘Zhou Yuan’ chuckled before turning to sect master Qing Yang with a sigh, “Qing Yang, I didn’t expect that you and I would see each other again.”

The eyes of sect master Qing Yang, old man Bai Mei, peak master Ling Jun and others reddened. They darted forward emotionally and bowed respectfully to ‘Zhou Yuan’.

Patriarch Cang Xuan smiled, “I’m only temporarily borrowing Zhou Yuan's body, you don’t need to bow to him.”