After several months, Zhang Yuan returned to the Xia Ruins.
Upon arriving in Ruins City, he immediately went to the Celestial King Hall to seek an audience with Daoist Xuan Cheng.
Upon seeing the recently returned Zhang Yuan, a barely noticeable hint of surprise flashed in Xuan Cheng's eyes.
In less than half a year, Zhang Yuan's cultivation had greatly advanced, and his aura was notably different from the last time they met.
Eight or nine times out of ten, he must have encountered some opportunity in the Great Dream Marsh.
Zhang Yuan, unaware of the other's thoughts, said apologetically: "Daoist, I am ashamed, for I have failed in the task entrusted to me!"
Xuan Cheng was not surprised in the slightest and shook his head, saying: "No matter."
He thought for a moment and pulled out a yellow talisman from his sleeve.
The Daoist waved it casually, and the talisman paper instantly transformed into a stream of light and flew out the window, disappearing in the blink of an eye!
