Li Wudi's glorious return set the Grand-Orient Sect on the path to prominence once more. Now, he had full control, with Ye Shaoqing aiding him and the elders supporting him. While the other two sects hadn't resumed their attack, the Grand-Orient Sect couldn't afford to let up on defense. They did have fewer people, after all. Both the main front on the Flameyellow Continent and the Abyssal Battlefield front were heavily defended. Anyone passing through would have to be checked thoroughly.

Tianming, being the junior sect master, had only one mission: to continue cultivating. He wasn't at the sacred mountain, but right before Li Shenxiao's tombstone. Li Wudi had become so busy that he had Tianming stand in for him to drink with the ancestors.

Within the mausoleum was nobody but him and his lifebound beasts. It was far too uneventful. Tianming really missed Feiling after not seeing her for so long.

"That old drunkard wanted...