"What a pity," sighed Jian Wushuang.
Excited by his newly-gained Strength of Soul, he had thought that it would have been easy for him to see the bottom of the Chillywind Valley and had never expected his survey to be suddenly blocked by something more powerful than his strength.
"It seems that I can only wait until my levels of cultivation or my Strength of Soul get improved before getting here to check the situation in the hole again," Jian Wushuang sighed in his heart while shaking his head. He left this place and continued his journey on this battlefield.
As a powerful Dao Master now, Jian Wushuang was more confident about himself than before, but he still remained cautious during his journey.
Soon, eight years had passed.
During these eight years, he had never run into any expert from the Gold kingdom or the Green Fire Palace.
As such, none of his old acquaintances knew that he had already become a Dao Master.
