Impending Sea Monster Tide
"Three weeks, my Lord! You've been in seclusion for three weeks!" Saresha stated.
The moment Leon heard her answer, his eyes widened with shock.
"Three weeks?!"
"Yes, my Lord!"
Leon knew he lost track of time while he was engrossed in his cultivation, but he thought it would only be several days to a week at most.
However, the truth was beyond his imagination.
"Ugh… Three weeks, huh? What a shock…" Leon muttered to himself while rubbing his forehead with distress.
"Even if I rush back to the Infertile Plains now, I'm afraid I'll still be too late. If there weren't any surprising miracles during my three weeks of absence, the Seven Tribes Alliance is mostly like conquered by now…" he pondered.
However, he suddenly recalled the One-Eyed Venerable Shaman.
"…Or perhaps not," Leon changed his assumption.