The First Glimmer of Dawn

"Hmph! Even without a hand or a foot, I can still kill you, you scheming bastard!" Jun Dao looked utterly crazed. He picked up the battle saber from the ground, actually intending to fight Sanbao once more.

"No, Young Master Jun! Hurry, reattach your hands and feet! Have you forgotten what happens in a year?"

At some point, a white-haired old man had appeared beside Jun Dao. When he mentioned the matter of a year later, the madness in Jun Dao's eyes instantly cleared, and he closed his eyes with a long sigh.

Meanwhile, the old man expertly reattached Jun Dao's severed hands and feet. Only then did the two limp away.

Though his limbs had been severed, Jun Dao's powerful body only needed a few days of recovery after being reattached to heal completely. There would be no lasting effects.

That was the advantage of high-level body cultivators. No matter how grievous the damage to their bodies, given enough time, they could recover once again.

"Big Brother, when did you become this powerful?" The pent-up frustration in Li Feng's heart vanished in an instant with Sanbao's overwhelming victory. When Sanbao returned, he spoke with heartfelt gratitude.

"Master, I worship you too much! It's only been a year since we last met—how did you become so terrifyingly strong? Please, teach me!" Moso had long since sprawled at Sanbao's feet like a mangy dog. His servile manner stood in complete contrast to his imposing, powerful build.

"Being trapped in the Crystal Rock Riverbed turned out to be a blessing in disguise. Come on, let's talk after we get back." Sanbao smiled faintly as the group returned home in triumph.

"Brother Feng, Brother Luo, you're back! Come in quickly. I've prepared a table of food and wine to celebrate your victory," Tao