Transmitting the Dao (Seeking Subscriptions)

Gazing at the several disciples in Milo Palace, their auras linked together as they entered a state of highly efficient cultivation, Yu Chen shifted his gaze to the River of Cosmic Light.

In truth, when he had lent his sword to Heaven, he had also slightly influenced certain future possibilities, steering the overall situation in a more favorable direction for their faction.

Thus, among the futures Yu Chen observed this time, Wang Yang, Zhao Xuanlang, and the Qi-Yu brothers in the mortal realm faced no tribulations that endangered their lives—only trials, great and small.

After confirming this once more, Yu Chen withdrew his gaze and gradually separated the power of this world's consciousness. Before long, within the main hall of Milo Palace, Yu Chen—who had surpassed the limits of the Second Rank—slowly lowered his aura, returning to the level of the Third Rank.

The will and power that had broken free of the Nine-Rank system, aside from a portion scattered into the various instance worlds, overwhelmingly returned to the main world.

The true body seated in the main world grew ever more imposing in aura. Most notably, compared with before, his presence now carried a faint trace of ethereal remoteness.

Affected by the main world's power, Yu Chen silently digested the gains he had obtained in the world of the Nine-Rank system. He reached out, and a cyan sword appeared in his hand.

The sword seemed to be forged entirely from crystal, clear and translucent. Its surface was engraved with patterns of lotus leaves, and with a gentle swing, it stirred a light breeze.

These winds differed from the sword winds raised by the Wind-Slaying Sword; they were faint and held no killing force whatsoever.

Yet the feeling this cyan sword gave was entirely different. It contained the supreme mystery