Within the Secret Realm, the holy radiance slowly receded into Shiheng's body.
The vast aura accumulated over ten years of secluded cultivation withdrew completely within him. He stood where he was, still looking like a youth, yet his features now held a greater calm and depth tempered by the passage of time. His former sharpness was gone, but he inspired even greater reverence.
His Battle Qi had truly reached the Saint level, the Four Edicts advanced in tandem, and he held the Four Godslayer Blades. Shiheng now stood at the very pinnacle of the Yulan Continent's Saints. Even ancient Saints who had lived in seclusion for thousands of years could only bow before him.
He waved a hand, and the Four Godslayer Blades became four streaks of light that sank into his body, merging completely with his bloodline and Laws. He could summon them at will, with no impediment whatsoever to his combat strength.
The next moment, Shiheng took a step, and his figure vanished from the Secret Realm.
When he appeared again, he was already outside the main hall of the Principality of Klan's royal palace.
After ten years away, the palace remained as magnificent as ever. The guards froze at Shiheng's sudden appearance, then immediately recognized him. They dropped to one knee, their eyes filled with profound reverence and excitement, their voices ringing into the heavens. "We pay our respects to Lord Slaughter Heaven Saint!"
As though it had sprouted wings, the news instantly spread throughout the Principality of Klan.
Grand Duke Kelin immediately set aside all affairs of state and hurried over. At the sight of Shiheng, whose aura was unfathomable, his hands trembled with excitement. Their ten years of peace had depended entirely on the protection of Shiheng's formidable reputation. Now that this pillar of the