"Alright, I brought back the Longevity Sword. Your Highness, the Freedom Transformation Technique…" Mu Zhixing said expectantly.
"There's no hurry. What's yours will be yours sooner or later. It can't escape," Zhou Shu said indifferently. "Let me settle these ancient heroic spirits first."
He raised his hand with a solemn expression.
A small island appeared in his palm and swelled with the wind.
In an instant, the island returned to its original size.
It floated quietly in the air. The wind howled, and the tombstones on the island seemed to emit a faint light.
Everyone even heard murmurs. These voices were full of joy.
A few figures shot over like lightning.
They were Ji Lutian, the Demon Ancestor, and Yao Qing.
The Demon Ancestor, who was the Qingqiu King back then, trembled slightly. Ji Lutian held her hand, and both of them looked extremely sad.
Yao Qing bowed deeply and slowly said, "Everyone, welcome home!"
