After a moment, he opened his eyes.
In front of him lay a myriad of ever-changing, boundless phenomena....
After a while, the eerie and magnificent scene vanished, and Xie Qingyun closed his eyes, seemingly lost in the recent vision, or perhaps reminiscing and marveling at something.
At the same time, a tremendous force was burgeoning within him.
Behind him, there was a Qingyun Avenue, stretching toward a hazy, unknowable end shrouded in mist.
In the next moment, as clouds dispersed, a stretch of road was revealed amid the swirling mist, broad as the blue sky.
The Sword Dao of Qingyun Sword Immortal advanced another thousand miles.
A thousand-mile journey taken in a day.
At last, Xie Qingyun cupped his fists and bowed deeply towards the direction of Chang'an City.
"Xie Qingyun of the Sword Sect, thanks the Chang'an Sword Immortal for opening Heaven's Gate for us Sword Cultivators."
The voice lingered, echoing through the Nine Heavens.
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