Though he was not from the Purple Firmament Sword Sect, Liu Qi had long heard of the Purple Firmament Sword Tomb.
Over the years, the decline of the Purple Firmament Sword Sect had much to do with the Purple Firmament Sword Tomb.
It had once been a place where Purple Firmament disciples comprehended the Dao of the Sword, yet over the years, countless geniuses had entered the sword tomb, and not a single one had emerged.
The living vanished without a trace, the dead left no corpses behind, causing the Purple Firmament Sword Sect's lineage to break and gradually decline.
"He is the Purple Firmament Sword's new master. He will be fine," Lingyunzi said.
"Are you sure?" Liu Qi gave Lingyunzi a deep look.
Under Liu Qi's gaze, Lingyunzi's expression shifted. He seemed to sigh. "Probably."
After saying that, Lingyunzi saluted Liu Qi, then turned and left with Gongsun Wuji.
Watching the two depart, Liu Qi slowly closed his eyes and entered meditation once more.
A few days later, Qin Wushuang came by, only to find Ye Yu still in seclusion. He said nothing and left with a heavy heart; he did not dare say anything to Liu Qi.
Not to mention Qin Wushuang—even Liu Qi was frowning now. He turned and looked into the palace hall in confusion.
Judging by the spiritual energy fluctuations within the hall, they had long reached the threshold of breaking through the Nascent Soul peak. By rights, Ye Yu should have emerged from seclusion days ago. Why was there still no movement even now?
But the instant that thought crossed his mind, Liu Qi's expression changed sharply. Spiritual energy surged around him, and in the next moment, he appeared in midair.
Terrifying tides of spiritual energy poured from Ye Yu's room, throwing the spiritual