The Three Immortals World.
Before the World Stele, the Mystic Origin Immortal-Slaying Sword at Qiongxiao's waist suddenly trembled gently.
A clear sword note spread through the mountains and rivers, stirring a faint ripple across the nearby sea of clouds. The sword intent lingering outside the world was utterly pure, its edge restrained. It neither touched the twelve outer layers of space nor extended toward the world fetal membrane, simply hovering quietly outside.
Qiongxiao reached out to hold the sword's hilt, a bright gleam already appearing in her beautiful eyes.
She was no stranger to this sword intent.
Not long ago, when Tongtian had founded his sect and attained sagehood, the pressure of a Sage's Sword Dao had swept across the Great Wilderness. Her Mystic Origin Immortal-Slaying Sword had resonated strongly with it then.
Bixiao looked up at the sky and asked curiously, "Master, Senior Tongtian has already become a Sage. Is he still deliberately waiting outside?"
Luxuan smiled at her words, extending his divine sense outward through the world origin.
Tongtian had indeed arrived.
Clad in azure Daoist robes, he stood in the void above the Eastern Sea, the Qingping Sword on his back. He had restrained his Sage aura so thoroughly that ordinary beings passing by would likely see him only as a Daoist of extraordinary bearing.
But at Luxuan's level, he could naturally sense the vast Sage Dao within Tongtian, intimately connected to the heavens and earth of the Great Wilderness.
Luxuan said, "Since he's paying a proper visit, we should naturally open the door for him."
As his words fell, the twelve layers of space surrounding the Three Immortals World, only just rebuilt, changed simultaneously.
Spatial passages shifted out of alignment on their own, and gateways hidden between layers of time opened in succession, finally forming a