Five years? Did they know how he had spent those five years? Every single day, he had cultivated twice as hard, never daring to slack off in the slightest. Now, five years had passed, and he had finally returned to the Dao Entry Realm.
"Baiyue."
The Sword Saint, who had returned to the Dao Entry Realm, ground his teeth as he muttered. Damn it, he would never forget how Baiyue had tried to intercept and kill him after his cultivation had been crippled.
Now.
The Sword Saint's cultivation had once again reached the Dao Entry Realm. This rebuilding after destruction had deepened his understanding of the Dao considerably.
Having recovered his strength, the Sword Saint planned to settle the score with Baiyue. It was time for Baiyue to pay for what he had done.
Shu Mountain's main hall.
The Sword Saint appeared within the hall, his hands clasped behind his back. An indescribable aura emanated from his entire body, carrying with it the essence of the Dao. The Sword Saint had entered the Dao once more.
Seeing the familiar Sword Saint return, the Wine Sword Immortal could not help asking, "Senior Disciple Brother, has your strength recovered?"
"Yes."
The Sword Saint nodded. "After five years, I have barely entered the Dao again."
"That's wonderful." The Wine Sword Immortal spoke excitedly. With Senior Disciple Brother Sword Saint's strength restored, he could finally set aside the heavy responsibility of Shu Mountain. After remaining on Shu Mountain for five years, oppressed by "Shu Mountain," the Wine Sword Immortal had nearly been suffocated.
Now, things were finally looking up. His Senior Disciple Brother Sword Saint had returned to the Dao Entry Realm, and he could finally put down the burden on his shoulders.
The Sword Saint said, "Junior Disciple Brother, you have worked hard