The world spun around him.
The new and imposing building complex of the Blood Demon Sword Sect appeared before Qin Xuan once again.
'I'm finally back!'
Qin Xuan had just recovered from a wave of intense dizziness.
He looked up and was suddenly startled.
Thousands of figures stood there in the sect gate plaza, clad in black robes. Their gazes were filled with worship and awe, and it seemed they had been waiting for him for quite some time.
In that moment of complete silence,
all the Black-robed Demon Cultivators shouted in unison, their voices like a clap of thunder, "We, the Demon Disciples, respectfully welcome the Jia-level Incense Master's return to the Sect!"
The powerful, impassioned cry was like a crashing tidal wave, spreading to every corner of the Blood Demon Sword Sect and shaking the hearts of all who heard it.
Qin Xuan's heart trembled.
