Xingdao City.
Hengdao Sect.
After nearly a month of repairs, the Hengdao Sect's grounds had been restored to pristine condition. There was no sign they had ever been attacked by an Extreme Realm martial artist.
Heavenly Blade Plaza.
The Hengdao Sect's Inner Sect disciples and Core Disciples stood gathered there, each with a solemn expression.
They stood straight as spears, their blood and qi swelling and surging out of them, rising like smoke and intertwining in the air to form a cloud of blood and qi.
Above the cloud stood the Hengdao Sect's six Jie Realm martial artists, shoulder to shoulder, all gazing toward the mountain gate as if waiting for something.
Just then, the Hengdao Sect's leader, Heavenly Blade, suddenly twitched his brows and said:
"He's here."
Before his words had even sunk in, a glimmer of blue light flashed at the Hengdao Sect's mountain gate. It seemed to pierce through space, appearing above the blood cloud in an instant.
The figure of a young man gradually took shape.
He wore a golden robe and had an utterly unremarkable face, but with every gesture, the power of an Extreme Realm Divine Weapon radiated from him.
That power surged like a storm, enveloping the entire Hengdao Sect.
Though he stood alone against several thousand members of the Hengdao Sect, he showed not the slightest hint of weakness. If anything, he seemed to have the upper hand.
"Ye Tiandu of the Kunlun Divine Palace greets you, senior brothers."
The Kunlun Divine Palace was the ruler of Hengshan Dao, and the sects of its prefectures nominally obeyed it. Since Ye Tiandu was an Extreme Realm martial artist, it was fitting for him to address these Hengdao Sect leaders as senior brothers.
"Junior Brother Ye, it's been a long time."
Heavenly Blade stepped