As Li Hao and the others set out, the many competing Heavenly Prodigies in the Sacred Lands of the other realms also departed for the Heaven Origin Realm of the Upper Three Realms.
Aside from these competing Heavenly Prodigies, the Heavenly Prodigies who had lost in the selections and the influential figures of each realm also left that very day, hurrying to the grandest gathering of Heavenly Prodigies in the Lands of the Saints.
Streaks of light from every realm converged on the Heaven Origin Realm like a rain of countless gleaming droplets.
Within the Sword Ancestor Sacred Land.
The Sword Master's figure flickered, and he arrived at the Sword Saint Courtyard, saying calmly:
"I'll personally escort those youngsters. It's been a long time since I went out for a stroll. You stay and oversee the Sacred Land."
The Sword Saint was somewhat surprised. His Senior Brother had always lived in seclusion and disliked joining such festivities, yet this time he had volunteered to go.
After a moment's thought, he did not refuse. "Then sorry for the trouble, Senior Brother."
The Sword Master nodded slightly, then vanished and returned to the Sword Tower.
"Old friend, I'll need you to accompany me again. There may be some unexpected surprises this time. If I get the chance, I'll strike with this sword for that child. That way, our time fishing together won't have been for nothing."
Standing before the Sword Tower, the Sword Master murmured to himself.
The chain-bound Sword Tower seemed to tremble slightly, shaking even the dust on the countless cultivation manuals inside.
Then a phantom flew out of the Sword Tower. It was the tower's Sword Soul.
The phantom rapidly shrank and sank into the Sword Master's fingertip. He then clasped his hands behind his back, turned, and left.