Saint Tongtian pressed two fingers together like a sword and casually pointed them at Yellow Dragon.
Hiss!
A fine strand of azure Sword Qi appeared out of thin air and sank into Yellow Dragon's hand. The imprint of a slender sword appeared on his palm.
Yellow Dragon shuddered. An unrivaled sword intent now lay within his palm, powerful enough to destroy anything. With a single thought, he could unleash that strike at any moment.
"This strand of Sword Qi is for your protection. It may save your life at a critical moment, but I hope you'll never have to use it," Saint Tongtian said with a smile.
Startled and delighted, Yellow Dragon hurriedly bowed in thanks. "Thank you for the sword, Martial Uncle. Rest assured, I won't use it unless I have no other choice!"
With that strand of Sword Qi, he effectively had another life.
After bidding farewell to Sect Master Tongtian, Duobao, and the others, Yellow Dragon finally relaxed. He mounted an auspicious cloud and flew toward his own sanctuary.
Facing three Sages in succession had left him mentally exhausted despite the gifts he had received. A Sage's thoughts were hard to fathom, and even without deliberately exerting their might, they kept him constantly on edge.
He had been gone for tens of thousands of years. The spiritual energy in his sanctuary had grown richer, its Dao resonance more profound, and the scenery grander than when he had left.
Yet Yellow Dragon paused as soon as he entered.
Besides Ziling and the other inhabitants, he sensed another presence in the sanctuary. Its Dao resonance was pure and enduring, faintly carrying his eldest martial uncle's sense of effortless action. The visitor was also a Taiyi Golden Immortal.
Yellow Dragon passed through the Five Elements Formation surrounding the sanctuary and