Tongtian's expedition to scout out the goods had yielded a rich harvest!
In truth, he was not the only one. Even the cultivators from Brahma Heaven Province who had entered the Stone Gate Secret Realm first had all gained something, to one degree or another.
After all, it held the wealth the Tyrant Blade Sect had accumulated over millions upon millions of years.
There were countless pills and spiritual roots, as well as spirit treasures flying all over the sky. Those who had benefited simply would not broadcast it far and wide.
"Tyrant Blade, now that you've seen the light of day again, restoring your cultivation shouldn't be difficult, should it?"
In the Rear Mountain Hall, Tongtian had other plans for Tyrant Blade.
The man was a Heavenly Venerable at the Dao Palace Realm. He could not let such strength go to waste!
Tyrant Blade eyed Tongtian with disdain, casually lifting his legs as he settled into a chair.
"Boy, having Luohu help you is a blessing you spent eighty thousand years earning."
"The moment I restore my cultivation will be the moment I finally shake off that brand you planted in me."
"What, did you think you could keep me under your thumb for the rest of my life?"
Hearing this, Tongtian gave a smug smile.
"If you think you can shake off the brand, feel free to try."
"But now that you've joined my sect, I can't let you eat at my table for free."
"I'll give you a disciple to pass your blade techniques down to. Once he reaches the primordial chaos realm, I'll release you myself. How does that sound?"
A sharp gleam flashed in Tyrant Blade's eyes.
"Do you mean that?"
In truth, his earlier claim that he could break the Godslayer Magic Array had