He gave Shuai Yifan and the others, who still looked utterly incredulous, a cold glance, then picked up the Longevity Sword from the ground. He said nothing more and looked toward Li Yuhan and the other—no, perhaps he was looking at the old man beside them: Li Guanyu!
"Congratulations, Senior. A decade of suffering has been lifted in a single day. This is truly a blessing for all the martial artists under heaven."
At that moment, Li Guanyu suddenly rose from his wheelchair, gripping the sword in his hand as he stood. Looking at He Heng, he laughed. "Hahahaha! You truly are a heaven-gifted talent, young friend. You broke through my sword formation all by yourself. You've earned the title of Invincible Under Heaven."
He Heng glanced at Li Guanyu and smiled modestly. "You flatter me, Senior. There are so many masters under heaven. My meager skills are hardly worth mentioning."
Li Guanyu gazed at He Heng. "I say you've earned it, so you have. There are many masters under heaven, but no more than a handful could break my sword formation. And which of those five isn't a legendary figure who's been renowned throughout the martial world for decades? How could any of them be as young as you, my friend? Ten years from now, who among them will be able to contend with you?"
He Heng fell silent, then suddenly looked up at the blue sky. "Who can say what will happen ten years from now? A decade or so in the martial world is an entire era. Who knows what heaven-gifted talents might emerge?"
Li Guanyu fell silent as well, looking toward Li Yuhan and his wife, along with the six masters.
That night, the sky was dark and bleak. The moon was hidden behind dark