"Congratulations on Martial Emperor's emergence from seclusion; may your sacred lifespan know no bounds!"
The spectacle of Ye Xiwen's breakthrough immediately alarmed the entire Ji family.
Many elders of Emperor Clan Ji hurried over to pay their respects and offer congratulations.
Ye Xiwen rose to his feet and gave those exceedingly tense Ji elders a faintly amused look. "I was very satisfied with your hospitality this time, so I'll be taking my leave!"
This had counted as a fair exchange. Emperor Clan Ji had used many of the Lineage's ancient texts to wipe away the debt of gratitude they owed Ye Xiwen for rescuing the Grand Emperor Sword.
Suddenly, a startling beam of sword light swept in from the horizon. Ye Xiwen casually caught it, only to find that it was the Grand Emperor Sword.
The Grand Emperor Sword flew out from Sword Pavilion and came before Ye Xiwen, trembling faintly and giving off soft vibrations, as though expressing gratitude to him, and also a measure of reluctance to part.
It had only been in Ye Xiwen's hands for a short time, yet he had restored it to its peak. In this world, other than Ye Xiwen, who else could truly bring out all of its combat power?
"Good. Seeing that you're well puts my mind at ease!"
Ye Xiwen said with a smile to the Grand Emperor Sword. Before his words had even faded, he had already vanished from Emperor Clan Ji without a trace.
"May Martial Emperor's sacred lifespan know no bounds!"
The Ji elders exchanged glances, yet they did not dare stop speaking for even a moment.
After leaving Emperor Clan Ji, Ye Xiwen began wandering through the Human Race ancestral land, as though he intended to thoroughly tour the ancestral land before departing.
Only after reaching