"Oh, Grand Elder Wan, are you serious? You won't go back on your words, right?"
Zhang Xing asked after listening to Wan Zhongshan's explanation.
Wan Zhongshan was stunned for a moment, but he reacted immediately. This kid wants to try too?
"Our Ten Thousand Feet Mountain is a reputable sect. We will not go back on our words. Furthermore, everyone knows about this. We can't go back on our words even if we want to."
"Sect Leader Zhang wants to try too?"
Wan Zhongshan laughed.
The other elders were also curious, but most of them were disdainful.
"Hehe!
Go ahead, Sect Leader Zhang. If you have the ability, take it. Our Ten Thousand Feet Mountain doesn't care. "
"That's right. Sect Leader Zhang's cultivation is godly. It shouldn't be a problem."
"In the past, there were many Samsung and four-star geniuses who came from far away to give it a try. However, they all failed. I think Sect Leader Zhang is stronger than them."
"Elders, you are right. Our Sect is not fated to have the Divine Sword. It would be a waste to leave it here for a thousand years. It would only be able to intimidate some small fry. It would not be able to unleash the full potential of the Divine Sword."
"Then, Sect Leader Zhang, please show off your skills and take away the Sacred Sword. Elders, what do you all say?"
"Haha … Yes, yes, yes!"
"…"
The elders finally found a chance to mock Zhang Xing. They looked at Zhang Xing mockingly.
Zhang Xing ignored their mockery and had a strange expression on his face.
He felt that the Divine Sword was similar to the Divine Weapon in the alternate dimension in the Magical Beast Forest.
There seemed to be a remnant of Divine Consciousness in the Divine Sword.
Furthermore, when he entered the main peak of the Ten Thousand Feet Mountain, he felt the presence of this ancient Divine Consciousness.
At that time, he did not pay much attention to it. He thought that it was the aura of one of the Divine Treasures in the Ten Thousand Feet Mountain.
However, just as he killed the three elders and was about to extort a sum of Spiritual Stones from Wan Zhongshan, he vaguely heard a call from the depths of the mountain.
Hence, he gave up on asking for Spiritual Stones and found an excuse to come here.
"Since the elders are so enthusiastic, I won't stand on ceremony."
After Zhang Xing finished speaking, he flew up and slowly maintained the same height as the huge sword hilt.
To be honest, he was not sure if he could pull out the Holy Sword.
However, he realized that he was the only one who could hear the call from the sword. The others did not respond.
In other words, no one had been able to hear the sword hum for the past thousand years.
Or perhaps, the Sacred Sword didn't communicate with others at all.
No matter what, he would know after giving it a try.
Zhang Xing stretched out his hand and gestured at the sword hilt. His hand was too small, and the sword hilt was as thick as a bowl, so he couldn't hold it.
However, he still used his hand to hold onto the sword hilt, as if he was holding onto a small tree.
At this moment, those Elders who were still mocking Zhang Xing felt their bodies tremble.
"Hmm?
What's going on?
I felt the entire mountain shake. Did you guys feel it? "
Second Elder Jiang Yishan asked doubtfully.
"I also felt like it was shaking."
"Me too."
The other elders also expressed their feelings.
Zhang Xing's feeling was the most obvious. He didn't feel the mountain shaking, but the sword shaking.
"There seems to be a door!"
"Let's try again!"
Zhang Xing muttered to himself.
He used a little bit of strength in his right hand and lifted it upwards.
"Kaboom!"
The entire mountain suddenly issued a rumbling sound, and clearly shook a little.
"What … what's going on?"
The elders staggered and almost fell. They all looked at Zhang Xing who was above the Sacred Sword in shock.