If the Qingyun Sect had been disbanded earlier, with the fellow disciples scattering across various parts of the Immortal World, breaking into smaller groups and hiding, perhaps the Qingyun Sect could have preserved more of its vitality and seeds of hope.
Unfortunately, it was precisely because of valuing false reputation too highly that it was crushed by the opponent in one fell swoop.
This led to a great calamity.
"If I want to revive the Qingyun Sect, it seems I must rely on myself."
Daoist Changchun took a deep breath.
He did not place his hopes on others, for he himself was the last Sect Master of the Qingyun Sect.
Since now he has come back to life, it is naturally his responsibility to shoulder the burden of reviving the Qingyun Sect.
Who else but me to revive the Qingyun Sect?
Of course, he is not foolish enough to rashly proclaim the banner of the Qingyun Sect.
Otherwise, he would certainly become a target for many forces in the Immortal World.
