Outside Jiuli City.
Two Golden Feather Eagles had been waiting for quite some time.
Chen Qing and Luo Zhixian each leaped onto an eagle's back.
"Screech—!"
A clear cry tore through the night sky. The Golden Feather Eagles spread their wings, whipped up powerful currents of air, and shot into the heavens!
Chen Qing looked back.
The towering Sword Pavilion stood in the night like a colossal sword thrust into the sky, its peak hidden within a sea of clouds.
Jiuli City rapidly shrank beneath them, turning into a scattered pattern of dim lights before finally melting into the boundless darkness.
"How were the gains from this journey?" Luo Zhixian's voice drifted over on the wind.
Chen Qing cupped his hands and replied, "This disciple gained greatly. After making my way through all ninety-nine floors of the Sword Pavilion, I gained new insights into the changes in spear techniques and the use of artistic conception."
After a pause, he added, "Moreover, beneath Sword Lord's Jiuli Sword Domain, this disciple's perception and understanding of 'domains' have become much clearer than before."
Those words came from the heart.
His trip to the Sword Pavilion had indeed benefited him immensely.
His spear technique had improved considerably, and he had more tangibly touched upon the framework of a domain's embryonic form.
As for the disturbance in the Canghai Fuguang Sword, Chen Qing did not mention it.
It was not because he did not trust his master.
It was simply that the matter was too shocking, and even he himself had yet to sort out the full picture.
The Tianbao Tower was the sect's treasure for suppressing its foundations, a Heaven-Piercing Spirit Treasure. Even the Sect Leaders and Grandmasters of past generations had never truly comprehended or controlled it.
He was merely a True Origin