Two Thousand Elite Disciples of the Sword Sect Sharpened Their Swords to Greet Each Other (3)

To be able to return from the Yunteng Wasteland, he must be extraordinary.

Moreover, Han Muye of the past had broken the trial record of Yunlu City, and was truly a remarkable elite.

"It's all thanks to Senior Wang Minghe and the elders for their help back then, otherwise I wouldn't be here today." Han Muye raised his hand and saluted, speaking softly.

Returning to Yunlu City, he did feel quite a bit of emotion.

In the over 10 years since he left Yunlu City, he had hardly stopped killing on the wasteland.

It was also during these 10 years that his cultivation advanced by leaps and bounds, with various opportunities arising constantly.

The accumulation in Yunlan City had given him the foundation to rise in the Immortal World.

"We're all fellow disciples. It's only right." Han Muye's attitude satisfied Chen Qiu, who smiled and extended his hand to invite him into the main hall.