Another decade of meditation.
On the path of healing gone astray, Xie Tian found himself lost in the wondrous world brought by Three Thousand Sword Threads.
Having just hit a wall in fusing essence with the Nine Characters Cultivation Technique, he immediately encountered the Three Thousand Sword Threads, which could be said to be extremely fortunate.
The White Emperor's sword cultivators were powerful, Xie Tian cared not for their Sword Dao.
The White Emperor's divine skills were unrivaled, Xie Tian cared not for their divine skills.
The White Emperor's essence was enigmatic, Xie Tian cared not for their essence.
What he pursued was that lingering trace within him, the method to perfectly merge Sword Intent, divine skills, and essence into everything.
"I understand now..."
When Xie Tian opened his blood-red eyes, he still had no clear direction.
Yet he found where he lacked.
