Nine Heavens Holy Land, Guest Welcoming Hall.
The two pavilion masters of the Twin Pavilion, Wu Fa and Wu Tian, sat rigidly in their chairs, looking anxious, as though sitting on pins and needles. Every now and then they turned their heads to peer outside, a hint of anticipation gleaming in their eyes.
They had arrived several days ago but still hadn't caught a glimpse of the Nine Heavens Holy Land's Holy Lord, let alone the twin sisters who practiced the Divine Art of Conjoined Spirits.
They were as anxious as ants on a hot pan.
The Holy Land's Grand Elder, Xu Hui, kept them company at the side. Not daring to show too much impatience, they could only stew in their anxiety in silence.
A few years ago, an ordinary young disciple of the Dragon Phoenix Manor had entered the Dragon Valley and awakened the Dragon Emperor Inheritance, bringing the Dragon Emperor's might back into the world.
In just two short years, that young disciple's cultivation had surged from the seventh level of the Zhenyuan Realm to the seventh level of the Shenyou Realm. On the day he emerged from seclusion, he cut down all who stood before him. The Youhan Grotto-heaven, which had come to attack the Dragon Phoenix Manor, was forced to retreat in defeat, suffering devastating casualties, while the Dragon Phoenix Manor claimed a resounding victory.
When the news reached the Twin Pavilion, Wu Fa and Wu Tian were indescribably envious, and they came to deeply appreciate the formidable power of ancient inheritances.
While they were happy for the Dragon Phoenix Manor, they also couldn't help but feel a sense of loss.
The supreme inheritances of both the Twin Pavilion and the Dragon Phoenix Manor had been severed at the same time. Yet now, the Dragon Phoenix Manor had found new hope, while the Twin Pavilion had not.
In comparison, how could Wu Fa and Wu Tian possibly feel at ease?
They often sighed, lamenting that the heavens had not shown favor to the Twin Pavilion.
Who would have thought that a few years later, Elder Xiao Ling of the Dragon Phoenix Manor would arrive with joy on his face, bringing word that in a minor Mysterious Realm, twin sisters who practiced the Divine Art of Conjoined Spirits had appeared.
And these sisters had already arrived on the Tongxuan Continent — they were right here at the Nine Heavens Holy Land!
Upon hearing the news, Wu Fa and Wu Tian set out from the Twin Pavilion immediately, rushing to this place without a moment's rest. They finally arrived at the Nine Heavens Holy Land at the fastest pace they could manage.
Yet they hadn't been able to see anyone. Even asking Xu Hui yielded no answers, and Wu Fa and Wu Tian's mood quickly turned to anxious vacillation.
Fortunately, just moments ago, Xu Hui had come over to tell them that the Holy Lord would be arriving shortly, and that they should try to be patient.
"Grand Elder, may I ask when Holy Lord Yang will arrive?" Wu Fa could no longer contain his impatience and blurted out the question. The moment the words left his mouth, his expression turned extremely awkward.
Because in the short time they had been waiting, he had already asked the same question three or four times.
Xu Hui smiled faintly and nodded. "The Holy Lord said he would arrive at any moment. Pavilion Master Wu, might you be a touch too eager?"
Wu Fa laughed sheepishly. "A little. Please don't mind me, Grand Elder!"
"Brother, they're coming!" Just then, Wu Tian suddenly jolted and called out in a low voice.
Wu Fa immediately sent out his Divine Sense and indeed sensed someone approaching rapidly from outside. The two brothers could no longer sit still. With a flash of movement, they appeared outside the Guest Welcoming Hall, gazing into the distance ahead.
Moments later, a streak of cyan light flashed. Three figures appeared leisurely before them.
At the head was a tall, heroic young man with a powerful aura, his eyes bright with spiritual light. One glance was enough to tell that his strength was not to be underestimated.
But Wu Fa and Wu Tian's gazes were firmly locked on the two women following behind the young man.
The two women were identical in appearance, their life force and True Yuan fluctuations perfectly in sync. Standing together, there seemed to be an invisible connection between them — their True Yuan coexisted, their vitality shared.
Had their temperaments not been different, anyone would have mistaken them for the same person.
Wu Fa and Wu Tian drew in deep breaths. Their expressions suddenly turned to excitement as they stared unblinkingly at the Hu sisters, unable to look away. Their eyes gradually filled with surprise and elation.
There was no need for confirmation. The moment they laid eyes on these two sisters, Wu Fa and Wu Tian were already certain that what they practiced was definitely the Divine Art of Conjoined Spirits.
Because under the entire heavens, no other technique could produce such a state in its practitioners except the Divine Art of Conjoined Spirits.
Moreover, what the two of them practiced was the most orthodox form of the Divine Art of Conjoined Spirits.
In terms of the degree of synchronization between their auras and life signatures, even Wu Fa and Wu Tian, as the Twin Pavilion's masters, could not compare to the Hu sisters. The extent of their shared True Yuan connection was also inferior to these two young women.
"Brother!" Wu Tian called out in a deep voice, a look of fervor rising on his face.
"There's no mistake." Wu Fa was also overcome with excitement. "This is absolutely the supreme inheritance that was severed from our Twin Pavilion!"
The Hu sisters were also curiously sizing up Wu Fa and Wu Tian. They had never met martial artists whose situation was similar to theirs.
It was just that the other pair's gaze, which seemed as though they might devour them, made them a little apprehensive, and they couldn't help but duck a little behind Yang Kai.
Their subtle movement made Wu Fa and Wu Tian realize they were being too intense. They quickly softened their smiles, putting on a warm, harmless expression.
"You must be the Twin Pavilion's masters?" Yang Kai asked with a smile.
Wu Fa and Wu Tian straightened their expressions and cupped their fists simultaneously. "Indeed we are. And you must be Holy Lord Yang?"
Yang Kai nodded.
"I've long admired your reputation!" Wu Fa exchanged pleasantries, then wasted no time, getting straight to the point. "Holy Lord Yang, these two young ladies..."
Yang Kai smiled and cut him off. "Let's go inside and talk."
With that, he led the Hu sisters toward the main hall.
Wu Fa and Wu Tian exchanged a glance and followed with a sense of resignation.