Jian Wuli looked at the enormous sword before him with a hint of sorrow. "Qingtian, if only you hadn't been so aggressive back then. Perhaps supporting the Heavenly Dao with the Immortals was the correct path. The Heavenly Realm now shows a trace of its ancient prosperity."
As if to rebut Jian Wuli's words, the enormous sword fiercely stabbed towards the sky, forcibly tearing a void into the heavens, but the void instantly recovered.
Feng Anshan, having the highest Cultivation level, voiced his doubt, "Did I sense that incorrectly?"
Looking again at the now normal Heavenly Sword Mountain, Feng Anshan shook his head internally. Perhaps I really did sense it wrong.
After the eruption of Sword Qi ended, the Sword Cultivators began their revelry. Countless Sword Cultivators embarked on the solitary journey to ascend Heavenly Sword Mountain.
Chen Jiuge, fully armed, addressed the group behind him, "Are you ready? We should set off."
"No problem!" everyone responded in unison.
