The Young Sect Master Has Returned

Back when he cultivated the Golden Divine Dragon's second meridian, combined with the meridians of all sorts of dragon souls in the War Soul Sacred Dragon Palace's Dragon Soul Battlefield, Sikong Jing had reached the peak of the fifth Realm of Dao Martiality.

Now, after entering a demonic state and absorbing a vast number of the Eternal Night Wolf King's meridians, he had naturally arrived at the threshold of a breakthrough.

Sitting cross-legged, half a day later... Sikong Jing formally stepped into the first Realm of Transcendence.

At the same time, Sikong Ling slowly opened her eyes. Soft ice and snow seemed to sweep through the air around her, and her expression still carried a trace of chilliness, making her look like a holy maiden of frost.

Yet the instant she saw her brother, she smiled warmly.

The ice and snow seemed to melt away in a haze as she pounced on him, asking in delighted surprise, "Brother, your arm has been reattached?"

Sikong Jing smiled and nodded firmly. Gently moving his beast arm, he replied, "It's been reattached, but there's still no way to restore it to its original state for now. Still, it is my own arm after all. It'll recover eventually."

At that, Sikong Ling let out a long breath, and the self-reproach in her heart instantly vanished without a trace.

Next, she asked why her brother had become a humanoid demon beast.

But Sikong Jing did not answer. He only said he would tell her when the time was right.

Sikong Ling did not press further. To her, her brother being alive was better than anything else. Even if he were a demon beast, he was still her brother.

"Let's go. I'll take you to meet your brother's friends now."

Thus, Sikong Jing took his sister