"It's activated!"
Fang Chen summoned the Floating Immortal Sword. He gripped the Bead in one hand and the sword in the other.
"Buzz, buzz, buzz..."
The Floating Immortal Sword trembled softly. The violent energy around them surged toward it and was swallowed whole.
Fang Chen felt a scorching energy pour from the sword into his body. Under its power, his strength slowly rose, his Bloodline Power grew stronger, and his Soul Power continued to increase.
"The Land of Ending really lives up to its name. I haven't even started cutting anything with the Floating Immortal Sword, and I'm already absorbing this much energy from it!"
Fang Chen marveled inwardly.
Little Crane settled on Fang Chen's shoulder and waited with him for the Glazed True Immortal and the others to find him.
Meanwhile, amid a stretch of Spatial Turbulence in the Land of Ending, a gray-haired old man sat cross-legged on an Altar inside a pitch-black oval object that looked like a twisted egg. Specks of light floated before him.
Suddenly, one of the specks flared with intense red light.
The old man's eyes flew open. His gaze fixed on the glowing speck and sharpened at once.
"Token Number 13349!"
"Isn't this Glazed Daoist Friend's Token? Has he run into trouble too?"
The old man pondered for a moment. Space twisted around him, and the next instant, he vanished.
About one incense stick later, Little Crane seemed to sense something. She opened her eyes and stared into the Void ahead.
Suddenly, the Void before Fang Chen shattered, and an old man appeared.
Fang Chen jerked his head up. The moment he saw the white-robed old man, his expression changed, and he dropped into a fighting stance.
The white-robed old man frowned when he saw Fang Chen. "Where did you get the