Cultivation knows no passage of time. In the blink of an eye, a year had flown by.
Atop a peak on the Tier Three Spirit Land of Celestial Gate Mountain, a messenger sword was circling before an array. But no matter how it flew, it could not break through.
Suddenly, a small opening appeared in the array. The sword seized the opportunity and quickly slipped inside.
Weaving past a few pine trees in its way, the sword finally landed in a fair hand.
A moment later, Fang Qingyuan tossed the sword back into the air. Watching it turn and vanish without a trace, he murmured to himself,
"Huo Cheng is back, and so is Heiye. They were gone for almost two years... They must have suffered greatly on this trip. My seclusion has just ended, too. It's time for me to resume my duties as the head of the Miscellaneous Affairs Peak."
