After returning to his room, he sat cross-legged and began regulating his breath.
A whole night then began to swiftly pass.
While he was resting, far away, hundreds of miles away, at the Ten Thousand Swords Sect.
On a mountain peak, a few people were discussing something.
"Have you heard, there's an Immortal that has arrived in Yue Country!"
One of them said in discussion.
"I've heard, it seems they helped a princess ascend to the throne."
Another person also joined the conversation.
"I heard the enthronement is tomorrow."
"But they haven't sent out invitations."
Another person joined the discussion.
"Daring not to invite people from our Ten Thousand Swords Sect, truly outrageous."
The previous person gritted his teeth and said, "This looks down on us too much."
"Who doesn't agree? But with the support of an Upper Immortal, isn't it normal to look down on anyone?"
The recent person sighed, "I actually want to see what sort of divine being this Immortal truly is."
