The Sword Ancestor Ascends to Immortality

Early the next morning.

Sword Sect inner sect.

A plaza at the foot of Sword Ancestor Hall.

"Now that everything is over, haven't you thought about going back?"

At the edge of the plaza, a black-haired man in a long black coat, with violet eyes, stood beside Xu Xing.

It was Yuan.

During the final battle against the Cang Race.

He had been besieged by two Truth Insight Cang Race members, his body and soul utterly obliterated more than three thousand seven hundred times before he finally perished.

Fortunately, Xu Xing achieved Dao Source in the end and turned everything back, allowing him to be revived.

Over the past few days, he had discussed returning with Ning Wanzhu and Ming Yu. They wanted to ask Xu Xing about it again, but they simply could not reach him.

With no other choice, he first arranged the affairs of the Righteous Alliance before personally coming to the Sword Sect.

Only then did he learn that Xu Xing had been resting these past few days.

"It's not time yet," Xu Xing said.

"Not time yet?" Yuan was somewhat puzzled.

Hadn't the matter of the Cang Race already been settled?

"When the time is right, I'll naturally notify you." After a pause, Xu Xing added, "Or you can find your own way back. By the time you find it, it'll be about time as well."

Yuan: "..."

Even now, he was still speaking in riddles?

Yuan was rather speechless, but he also gleaned something from those words.

"Is... our homeland gone?"

"That's not quite how I'd put it." Xu Xing shook his head slightly.

"It's just that its current state... is a little troublesome to explain."

"In short, it will need quite some time to return to its original state. Going back during that