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Chapter 1348: 1002: Senior Brother Emerges from Seclusion (Part 2)

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I have a master! He is the best master under the heavens, having saved my life and led me onto the path of Cultivation Immortality!"The mind gradually cleared, and the mist at the edge of the cliff was thinned by the wind.

Just at that moment, in the echoes of the wind, one could faintly hear someone speaking.

"... Disciple, do not fear..."

"Master!" A sudden epiphany struck, Wan Mingchuan firmly believed it was his master helping him recall forgotten past events.

The wind grew stronger, and the only words left echoing between heaven and earth were "Do not fear." Wanli also stood dazed, seeming to remember something yet unable to recall anything.

Behind them, the sect’s celebration cannon roared, thousands of disciples voiced their congratulations, welcoming the patriarch back to the sect.

Wanli turned around and glanced back; the brilliance of the flourishing era dazed both his eyes and his mind. He bowed once more and requested, "My Lord, we should go back. Today is the sect celebration’s official day."

Welcoming the patriarch grew louder, almost urging.

Years of ups and downs had honed Wan Mingchuan’s Sword Intent and matured his steady mind.

There is a mystery here, no, precisely speaking, there is a mystery in this realm!

Why in this world is there no memory of the master at all? Even Wanli doesn’t recall why he guards with unwavering loyalty for a thousand years. He was certain that what he forgot was the most important.

"My Lord, let’s return!" Wanli was anxious from being urged, lowering his voice, he said: "No matter what it is, wait until the celebration is over to discuss. The urgent matter now is to see the foundation we have painstakingly built over the years."

Will the monstrous evil attack again; how to measure the relations between various sects; what is the future of the inner sect disciples...

As the foremost sect in the world, there are too many matters to worry about.

"I will not return today, let them all disperse." Wan Mingchuan lifted his long robe and sat at the cliff’s edge, staring at the slightly faded mist, lost in thought.

Wanli waved his sleeve, unexpectedly, the elders, friends, and inner sect disciples who fought side by side for many years did not retreat, instead rushing forward, tearfully recounting shared hardships and pleading the patriarch to take his place.

"You wish to keep me here, preventing me from moving forward." Wan Mingchuan’s eyes were as calm as ancient wells, looking at the scene like a farce, he sighed: "Supreme power, exalted position, unparalleled strength, are nothing but obsessions of the heart.

You are all fakes, wrapped in desire attempting to bind yourselves. But the past experiences are true, they are accumulated from my journey. Thanks to everyone for being teacher and friend over the years, now I must leave this realm, to find my master and repay his kindness!"

As his voice grew more resolute, the previously vivid images of people gradually faded, eventually blown away by the wind.

"Plop!"

An antique key fell into Wan Mingchuan’s palm, accompanied by the thousand years of past experiences settling and compressing in his mind, memories of living with his master in a small courtyard and depending on his grandfather surged to mind.

He stood up in the narrow dark space, looking at the bright exit not far away, and smiled: "Wanli, we should prepare to go home."

"Time Pavilion?!" At this point, all illusions faded, Wanli finally reacted.

Looking down at his still untransformed Ice-winged Eagle’s enormous body, he shivered with fear: "Thanks to the astuteness of My Lord, otherwise we might have spent countless years in that Illusion Realm."

Recalling the hints received upon first entering the pavilion, his voice trembled slightly: "It could even be possible to be so captivated by the illusion, unaware of the passing years outside, only to become white bones when one’s true body’s lifespan ended!"

Wan Mingchuan put away the antique key and summoned his Lifebound Sword, "Let’s go, since we’ve passed the trial smoothly, we should wrap up the millennium of cultivation in the Time Pavilion."

Vaguely recalling in the Illusion Realm, he had cultivated to the Mahayana Realm Peak, Wanli thought carefully about his appearance post-transformation, wondering to what realm he might ascend during this Tribulation Crossing.

If transformed into human form, would it resemble the figures in the Illusion Realm?

"Crash!"

"Rumble~"

As one man and one eagle stepped out of the pavilion door, thunderclouds roiled in the Secret Realm sky, lightning and thunder poured down.

Thus, back at the small courtyard pondering what to plant in the Conch Island’s fields, Jiang Yuan watched as his eldest disciple’s realm soared rapidly from Qi Refining all the way to Foundation Establishment, skyrocketing as if inexplicably.

From the first layer of Heartbeat Realm to the second layer... to the Ninth Layer without stopping, straight into the Golden Core Realm.

Golden Core Realm first layer, second layer, third layer... though the speed slowed, it didn’t stop; it surged towards the Nascent Soul Realm. It felt like playing a game, consuming a huge experience package, the bar gently climbing, breaking through again and again.

"Hey? Could it be the experience from Time Pavilion is being settled, starting count monster experience?" Jiang Yuan watched a while before realizing that his eldest disciple might have exited retreat, quickly opened the interface to send him a message.

Amid seemingly endless, layered Thunder Tribulations, Wan Mingchuan, of course, did not see.

He was enjoying the unparalleled joy of battling the heavens.

With each layer of Thunder Tribulation passed, the cultivation rose a layer, such good fortune, Wan Mingchuan hoped the Thunder Tribulation could last a little longer. After all, the Spirit Stones and Elixirs given by the master, and the Heavenly Materials and Earthly Treasures collected during explorations were abundant enough to withstand!

Eighth Layer of Nascent Soul, Ninth Layer, Peak, Soul Emergence Realm!

"No wonder it’s the Time Pavilion, the experience given is so ample." Jiang Yuan sat at the field’s edge, watching the interface showing his beloved disciple’s realm ascending, feeling delight.

Finally finished with the experience package, the realm landed at Integration Realm Peak, just short of advancing to Void Realm, becoming a system-recognized ultra-advanced creature.

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