Nine years swiftly passed.
Jian Wushaung was still in his secret chamber when an indifferent man with a longsword on his back appeared above Jian Wushuang's mansion.
"Jian Wushuang."
His cold voice traveled through many layers of Restrictions to reach Jian Wushuang's ears.
Jian Wushuang was immediately awakened. His body turned illusory and in the following second, he appeared in front of the man.
"Sunrise Sword Emperor." Jian Wushuang bowed to the man.
"It's been 100,000 years. The World of Swords is opening again. Come with me," Sunrise Sword Emperor said.
"Yes." Jian Wushuang nodded, despite the surprise he felt inside.
He thought Sunrise Sword Emperor would send someone to take him to the World of Swords.
He followed Sunrise Sword Emperor to the wormhole of Green Fire Palace. They traveled through the wormhole and arrived somewhere on the massive battlefield.
