Wu Yu rode on his sword above the white clouds in the skies. As he moved through the clouds, he was immersed in scorching hot sunlight and his body was filled with strength. 

While flying at high speed, raging winds howled and his clothes were billowing freely in the wind. At this moment, he was eager to get back. Therefore, he was moving at full throttle. Mountains below his feet moved rapidly behind him and disappeared from sight in the blink of an eye. 

Standing on his sword and looking down at the world, he was relaxed and carefree. 

The Endless Demon Seas and the Supreme Hunting Ground were shrouded in darkness at all times. Wu Yu had felt restraint under such circumstances. 

In the south, the sun hung high up in the sky. Birds and animals roamed in the forests, the plants were full of vitality, the rivers and mountains were vastless, and the chirping of birds and the aroma of flowers filled the mountains. Being back in a world like this, even the simplest aroma of flower lingering in the air was not easy to come by. 

Several dozen life and death matches were required in exchange for all this. 

Naturally, those several dozen battles had also brought huge changes to Wu Yu and pushed him into the ranks of a true cultivator. 

"Shushan! Shush...