After the Heavenly War God departed, Ye the Sword Saint didn't hesitate, sheathed his long sword, sat cross-legged in the basement, and began to gather the Power of the Saint.
Su Yang didn't see any changes underneath. After a full three days, Ye the Sword Saint got up, and everything in the basement returned to calm.
The Martial Champion also sat cross-legged nearby, and in these three days, his strength had mostly recovered.
"Finally done!" The Martial Champion let out a long breath: "This time, the Eight Realms are completely sealed. To break the seal, it would require a saint's intervention. It seems the Human World can remain safe for a while!"
Ye the Sword Saint nodded slowly, looking toward the horizon: "However, it seems we two can no longer enjoy our leisure!"
"Hahaha..." The Martial Champion laughed heartily: "I haven't been at leisure for a long time, but you, in the future, you really shouldn't expect to be carefree anymore!"
