Time passed slowly.
Several more years went by.
After several years of seclusion, Lin Dong emerged from the Martial Realm. His injuries had fully recovered, and not only that, his strength had greatly improved during those years of cultivation.
Just like that.
The moment Lin Dong emerged from seclusion, he summoned his two brothers, Lin Diao and Lin Hu. The skies had cleared, the rain had stopped, and he felt like he was capable again.
"Big Brother, have your injuries recovered?" Lin Diao looked at Lin Dong with delight.
After carefully sensing him, he found that not only had his big brother's injuries healed, but his aura had grown several degrees stronger as well. This left both Lin Diao and Lin Hu overjoyed.
"Big Brother, your strength?"
"My injuries have healed. After several years of seclusion, my strength has improved considerably as well," Lin Dong said.
"That's wonderful."
"Big Brother, your strength has improved again. That's truly wonderful," Lin Diao said.
Lin Diao and Lin Hu told Lin Dong everything about the Martial Realm's development over the past few years. Lin Dong nodded slightly after hearing them. He had naturally expected the Martial Realm's strength to improve over these years.
But he had never expected it to develop so quickly in merely a few years, which took him somewhat by surprise. At the same time, Lin Dong understood.
The Martial Realm's tremendous development over the years could not have happened without his two brothers' efforts, nor without Hun Xiu's mercy. If Hun Xiu had not shown mercy—
How could the Martial Realm possibly have attracted those Rogue Cultivators from the Great Thousand World to join them?
Whenever he thought of Hun Xiu's power, Lin Dong felt an impassable chasm in his heart. *I wonder, compared to Hun Xiu now, who