"Is it finally coming to an end?"
An ethereal fluctuation flickered, and a gaunt, bizarre Ghostly Soul manifested its corporeal form.
Deep within the mud, an Illusionary Sword leaped into the sky, rotating beside the man, its excited emotions unusually distinct.
"A truly memorable trial..."
"Enter, three or four dozen, and when it was time to go, who knows how many could still be seen..."
Murmuring briefly to himself, the man stripped off his dirty clothes and donned a brand-new ink-black robe.
Immediately after, he meticulously equipped the White Bone Ring, protective Jade Card, Life-extending Pearl... gripping his Dagger, he turned and walked towards the Space Gate.
...
"Whoosh~~~"
Ye Hanjun was the first one to pass through the Space Gate, catching sight from a distance of an island concealed in a foggy mist, the very same Demon Dragon Island where he had been stuck for five years.