The Auspicious Cloud tore through the celestial vault, heading straight east.
Qi Yun stood at the head of the cloud with his hands clasped behind his back. His robes fluttered wildly in the wind, and the colorful intent in his eyes swirled endlessly.
On the journey back from the ancient city of Chang'an, he had been digesting the four merging portions of the Sword Dao. The power left behind by the Great Emperor of the Golden Tang Dynasty was incredibly vast. Even with the dominating capability of the Primordial Dao, it was impossible to absorb it all in a short time.
But he was not in a hurry. Some things required time to settle. Some powers needed to be tempered before they could truly be utilized as his own.
The Mountains and Rivers Cauldron hovered by his side. The movements of the nine divine dragons were much steadier than before. The brilliance in the dragons' eyes no longer flickered; instead, it shone constantly like nine unextinguishable Everlasting Lamps.
