Half a year passed, then another.
From the time the Mystical Transformation Realm first opened, a year and a half had already gone by.
Su Qing had remained on Cold Extremity Peak, hardly going anywhere else.
At most, he would head to the Marketplace for a stroll.
Then he would return.
At that moment, Su Qing unleashed one final God-Falling Sword, its Sword Intent seeming to split the very sky.
The Sword Intent slashed out from Cold Extremity Peak.
[God-Falling Sword: Perfection]
"It's finally at Perfection."
Su Qing let out a breath.
This was a Sword Intent he had forged without using any Magical Power.
'How come Master and the others aren't back yet? Is the Mystical Transformation Realm that big?' Su Qing wondered.
For the past year and a half, Su Qing had spent almost all his time cultivating the God-Falling Sword.
Only now had he just barely reached Perfection.
'It's been a long time since I've made any progress.'
