Futu Yijing followed the Sword Domain group back to their headquarters.
There, he also met the Sword Domain Lord, the Green-Robed Sword Saint.
True to his name, the Green-Robed Sword Saint wore green robes. Even though Futu Yijing had now reached late Spirit Grade, he still felt utterly insignificant before him.
The aura radiating from him was incomparably sharp. Presumably, the keen edge in all the spiritual energy across the Spirit Sword Continent had quite a lot to do with this supreme expert of the Great Thousand World.
"Futu Yijing of the Futu Ancient Clan pays his respects to Senior Green-Robed Sword Saint." Futu Yijing would never neglect the proper courtesies.
The Green-Robed Sword Saint looked at Futu Yijing, a hint of warmth in his piercing gaze.
"We owe you a great deal this time," the Green-Robed Sword Saint said.
"Senior, you really leave me at a loss for how to respond." Futu Yijing gave a wry chuckle.
His own contributions to the Great Thousand World could not compare with the other man's. He could hardly puff himself up over his achievements.
Not that his personality would have allowed it, but simply accepting that praise would have been in poor taste.
"Our Great Thousand World truly produces one outstanding talent after another. This Green-Robed Sword Saint is every bit our equal back in our day, if not somewhat stronger," the Heavenly Emperor said to the Human Emperor.
The Human Emperor nodded in agreement.
"I met two others before this who were likewise stronger than we were back then," the Heavenly Emperor continued.
Naturally, he meant the Flame Emperor and the Martial Ancestor.
"Our Great Thousand World is even stronger than it was in our day," the Heavenly Emperor said with feeling.
"Has anyone like the Undying Emperor appeared in the