Above the Nine Heavens, Taichu Sacred Land.
"Master, I have returned."
In a palace ethereal and formless, Xiao Junyi spoke respectfully.
"These 300 years have hard on you," a voice replied.
"Master, you know me. As long as it benefits the Sect and my fellow disciples, I strive for perfection," Xiao Junyi said, slightly bowing his head.
"Over these 300 years, the disciple has already established a foundation in that chaotic Great World. Now, it only requires the protection of powerful beings from the Sacred Land for its development and expansion."
"That's good. Later, I will send an avatar to preside over that world."
"You're back now. Interact more with the brothers of the Sacred Land, then go to the Kunxu Realm to try and break the situation," the voice commanded.
"At your command."
"In terms of cultivation, you have already established your own system, so I can't teach you much more."
"Hearing a word from my master, and seeing you, is the guiding light of my Dao path."
