Chapter 509: The Ancient Kingdom
In the days that followed, Chen Qing remained in seclusion, cultivating in quiet focus.
He calmly sensed each surge and ebb of power within him, gradually absorbing the profound mysteries of the Grandmaster realm as they rose and fell.
His command of it grew ever more fluid, and before long he had reached a state of seamless roundedness without the slightest gap.
Several days later, the first light of morning filtered through.
Chen Qing stood at the Cloud-Viewing Platform at the summit of Myriad Techniques Peak, hands clasped behind his back, gazing into the distance.
"Senior Brother," came Qingdai's voice from behind him. "Uncle Ping is back."
A piercing cry rang out from the horizon, cutting through the morning mist and tearing across the open sky.
A Golden Feather Eagle plunged downward from within the clouds.
It folded its wings and landed steadily on the blue stone ground at the edge of the Cloud-Viewing Platform.