The Abbot was immensely satisfied. His lifelong wish had finally succeeded.
Moreover, the Sword Dao he had created had won the acknowledgment of three powerful beings.
So what if he did not possess the Authority of Heaven and Earth?
On the path of the sword, he was still a supreme pioneer.
That was enough.
"Senior, go to the Lesser Thousand Worlds now and continue improving your cultivation!" Zhang Yang said to the Abbot. "The Lesser Thousand Worlds has five times the time, giving you several hundred additional years to cultivate. I hope you can reach the Emperor Dao Realm within those few hundred years."
At the very least, you must reach the King Dao Realm.
Only by reaching that realm will you be worthy of the help I have given you.
The battlefield Beyond Heaven needs the existence of a sword like yours.
Since you have created the 'Invincible Sword Dao,' don't you want the enemies beyond the domain to witness it for themselves?
I imagine that after sharpening your sword for thousands of years, you did not merely intend to set it there as proof of your greatness, did you?"
Praised and provoked by Zhang Yang's words, the Abbot immediately declared proudly, "Rest assured. This old man will certainly let them witness the sharpness of my Sword Dao. Send me to the Lesser Thousand Worlds. I want to cultivate."
Zhang Yang opened a Spacetime Passage and nodded with a smile. "With such soaring ambition, Senior, we shall wait and see. I only hope you will not merely be boasting when the time comes."
The Abbot snorted coldly and stepped into the Spacetime Passage.
How dare Zhang Yang look down on him like this?
Fuming, he went off to cultivate.
The Sage Master glanced at Zhang Yang. With just a