My disciple's cultivation returns ten thousand times, so I have to be invincible.

It started to drizzle.

In the vast mountains!

At the entrance of a slightly dilapidated secret place, a young man who looked to be in his early twenties was walking in the drizzle.

He was dressed in gray, had nothing of his own, and had an ordinary face. But his eyes, deep and with a hint of vicissitudes, made him look somewhat extraordinary.

This person was none other than the Sword Master who had previously hidden in Lin Feng’s storage ring.

Real name, Jian Wushuang!

"Time flies! In the blink of an eye, four hundred years have already passed!"

Jian Wushuang looked at the sparse drizzle and muttered to himself.

Four hundred years, for some powerful practitioners, was just the time for seclusion, but for him, four hundred years was an extremely long and difficult time.

He escaped from the remnant soul, then floated into the mysterious ring, drifting with the flow, and after several twists and turns, he fell into Lin Feng's hands.

I originally thought that under his guidance, with Lin's talent, it would probably take hundreds of years for him to help him take revenge.

He never expected that Lin Feng would be so lucky to be able to serve under a figure like Zhong Qing.

In just less than three years, he went from being an ordinary mortal to a powerful person in the late Tianxuan realm.

Such a terrifying growth rate made him, who was once hailed as the most brilliant genius in the Southern Territory in hundreds of years, pale in comparison.

After all, he had been practicing since he was born, cleansing himself with the blood of various exotic beasts and taking various elixirs and medicines. He only entered the Tianxuan realm at the age of thirty.

Later, it took him another seventy years, a total of one hundred years, to enter the late stage of Tianxuan Realm.

In other words, Lin Feng took three years to catch up with his hundred-year journey.

Such a terrifying speed of cultivation growth made Jian Wushuang feel more and more terrifying about Zhong Qing.

After all, he knew Lin Feng's physique best. It was a useless body that was one in a million.

It is all these things that make him full of confidence and hope for the future.

He believed that as long as he gave Lin some more time to improve his cultivation, his cultivation would be fully restored by then.

By then, returning to the Southern Region will not be a problem!

When he thought of that woman, Jian Wushuang felt a surge of hatred in his heart.

How could he forget!

It was she who was so cruel that she cut open her body with one knife after another and took out the sword bone from her body.

It was she who, by taking advantage of her identity as a fiancée, poisoned a group of unsuspecting sect leaders, and then coordinated with her family's power to annex the entire Sword Sect.

His master, his relatives and friends, one after another, died tragically at his hands.

This hatred and resentment have lasted for four hundred years, and he dares not forget it for even a single day!

Just as his heart was in turmoil.

Three figures passed through the sky.

"Master Jian, I haven't seen you for a long time. You are even more elegant than before!"

The people who came were Lin Feng, Su Ye and Feng Aotian.

As Lin Feng was speaking, the three of them had already landed directly in front of Jian Wushuang.

The latter heard this.

Suppressing the turbulent emotions in his heart, he said with a laugh, "If you don't go find your lover, how can you have time to come see me?"

As soon as these words came out.

Lin Feng suddenly felt depressed.

"It's a long story, so I won't go into details."

"I regret not listening to Master Jian's advice and not recognizing that woman's true face. From now on, I will have nothing to do with that woman."

"From now on, there's no need to mention her anymore."

These words inexplicably relieved Jian Wushuang's heavy mood.

Needless to say, he roughly understood what had happened.

This made him feel somewhat relieved.

After all, when he first saw that woman, he felt that she was not a good match.

Now that the two sides have cut off contact, this is actually a good thing in his opinion.

His eyes turned and then looked at Feng Aotian.

"Who is this?"

"Come, let me introduce you!"

"Senior Aotian, this is my good friend, Jian Wushuang from the Southern Region!"

"Master Jian, this is Senior Feng Aotian from Zhongzhou, who is under my master's command."

These words made Jian Wushuang feel awed.