A place that was once worshipped by hundreds of millions of people in the Western Continent was no longer as glorious as before.
This was the headquarters of the Holy Temple.
Zhang Xing appeared at the foot of the Holy Mountain.
Although the Holy Temple was no longer glorious, it was still majestic, and the majestic mountains were like a fairyland.
It made anyone who came here feel insignificant.
At this moment, the disciples of the Holy Temple who had returned after being summoned were walking forward in silence.
"Halt!
The Holy Temple is about to hold a coronation ceremony. If you do not have an invitation, please leave! "
The two Holy Temple disciples guarding the mountain looked at the black-robed Zhang Xing with his long hair fluttering in the wind.
Zhang Xing did not reply and only raised his hand.
"Go tell Temple Master Atley that Zhang Xing is here!"
The two disciples looked at the token in Zhang Xing's hand and were shocked when they heard Zhang Xing's name.
The token belonged to Holy Lord Ana. They did not recognize it, but Zhang Xing's name resounded like thunder in their ears.
"Holy … Zhang …"
One of the disciples stammered, not knowing what to say.
The other disciple was completely stunned and did not know what to do.
The first person in the Western Continent to become a Saint in a thousand years had actually come in person. It was already good enough that they did not kneel on the spot.
As for what to do, they had no idea.
Zhang Xing shook his head, put away the token, and walked towards the top of the mountain.
After a while, the two disciples realized what was going on.
"Quick!
Quickly report to the Elder! "
One of the disciples hurriedly took out a magic sound transmission talisman.
"Sir Elder … Zhang … Zhang …"
The disciple next to him could not stand it anymore and added: "It's Zhang Xing, Zhang Sheng is here!"
"What?
Say that again? "
Elder Barry was originally impatient and was even picking his ears.
But when he heard Zhang Xing's name, he almost threw the jade talisman in his hand away.
"Sir Elder, Zhang Xing, Zhang Sheng is here. He's heading towards the Holy Temple."
Clatter!
This time, the jade talisman in Barry's hand really fell to the ground.
However, he didn't notice it at all. Instead, he abruptly stood up and charged madly towards the palace of the current Temple Master, Attlee.
A few minutes later.
Clang clang clang …
Nine long and dull bell tolls resounded through the mountains.
Every sound of the bell startled the birds in the forest and shocked all the beasts!
"What happened?
Why are there nine bells ringing? "
"This is the bell to welcome the Saints!"
"Could it be that someone from the Divine Temple has become a Saint?"
"That's impossible. Palace Master Atley hasn't even started to break through to the Saint Realm.
He will only go into seclusion after the inauguration ceremony. "
"Then why did the bell ring nine times?"
"Perhaps a Saint has come to watch the ceremony."
"How is that possible? There are no Saints in the Western Continent!"
"…"
All the disciples and elders put down whatever they were doing and gathered at the central square.
When Zhang Xing took his first step onto the square.
In the square of ten thousand people, the white-robed Palace Master Attlee stood at the very front.
"May I ask if you are Zhang Xing?"
"That's right, it's me!"
"May I ask if you have Holy Lord Ana's identity token?"
Zhang Xing raised his hand to show it.
"May I ask if you know the ultimate Light Magic that Holy Lord Ana personally taught you?"
"Aurora – Brilliant Sky!"
Zhang Xing casually shot out a blinding light.
Whoosh!
Identity confirmed!
After all, they had only seen Zhang Xing once. Now that so many years had passed, they had to be more careful.
Attlee lifted his white robe and half-knelt down.
"Welcome back Saint Zhang!"
Immediately after, the twelve highest elders of the council knelt down behind him.
"We welcome back Saint Zhang!"
Following that, tens of thousands of Light Magic disciples shouted in unison.
"The Holy Temple disciples welcome back senior!"