The disciples didn't feel there was anything amiss, just a bit regretful that the Sect Leader was unwilling to act and could not dominate Mingzhou in a short time.
After all, who knows how many years it will take for them to grow into the Heavenly Immortal Realm.
"Go back and cultivate individually."
After saying this, Wansheng's figure completely disappeared.
Everyone then dispersed.
Several years passed, and the door that had been tightly closed for hundreds of years finally opened.
Li Zhirui, who had started his closed-door meditation at the inception of rebuilding the Tongtian Sect, slowly walked out.
His aura perfectly harmonized around him, existing between heaven and earth, and yet seemingly detached. Soon, it was entirely concealed, as if he became an ordinary person.
"It's only been a few hundred short years, and I didn't expect the Tongtian Sect to have developed to such an extent; Wansheng really worked hard."
