Sword Ghost, a genius of the sword path from his generation.
He had once battled eight experts of the same level, slain three in return, and severely wounded four.
Of course, Sword Ghost had paid a price for it as well.
His body had been permanently shattered, leaving his soul able only to wander within the Law Realm, where he sealed himself away.
Though unwilling, he had no other choice.
In his current state, if he abandoned the Law Realm and ventured beyond Grinding Stone Prison, then encountered his old opponents again, there would be only one path left for him: death.
Of course, his former opponents no longer dared to seek him out either.
Though Sword Ghost was now half-dead, if he truly harbored killing intent and combined it with the power of his Law Realm, he had a high chance of dragging a Plane Level Unity Stage expert down with him.
No expert dared to take that risk.
Thus, this place became the forbidden zone acknowledged by the Three Great Powers—the true Grinding Stone Prison.
Sword Ghost no longer remembered how many years he had sealed himself within the Law Realm, nor how many living beings had entered his Law Realm and died by his hand.
What he loved most was watching those living beings become trapped in his Law Realm, realize they could never escape, and howl in despair.
Sword Ghost would wait until those living beings had gone completely mad before striking to end their lives.
This was Sword Ghost's only pleasure in existence.
And now, Sword Ghost had been observing Han Wu for eight days.
Unlike the despair displayed by other living beings after discovering they could not leave, Han Wu remained optimistic.
He even seemed a little unwilling to leave!
Simply because there were