Qin Yun extended his hand as the Grotto-heaven Sword Calabash shrank rapidly and flew to his palm. He then carefully put it away.
"I'll first recover my Dharmic powers. I have waited a year for this battle. I can take an additional two hours." Qin Yun sat cross-legged on the grass in front of his wooden hut and silently meditated. Other than draining his Dharmic powers, the releasing of all that Sword Qi drained him mentally.
About two hours later, the sky turned gloomy as dark clouds gathered a distance away. An impending thunderstorm loomed.
Qin Yun opened his eyes.
A vertical eye also opened in his glabella as he looked at distant Fiendcelestial Jiwu's cave abode through the Eye of Lightning.
