The pillar of light lasted for six months. During this time, Bai Qingming's legs had completely regrown. He sat cross-legged before a sword monument with his eyes closed. The sword intent radiating from him was growing visibly stronger by the day.0

Meanwhile, Yan Kun made his final step, finally reaching the summit.0

"Finally made it to the top…" muttered Yan Kun, his heart brimming with joy.0

Yan Kun's arrival marked a start. Fu Donghai and the others also began to appear one after another.0

Their perseverance had shocked everyone.0

Yan Kun swept his gaze around and spotted Bai Qingming, who was in the middle of receiving a sword inheritance. A look of confusion appeared on his face. "Why isn't it Fang Chen?"0

After a moment, a laugh full of mockery escaped Fu Donghai's mouth. "And here I thought he was the one receiving an inheritance. Turns out he wasn't even acknowledged by this...0