When Bai Zhi and the others had entered the [Black Domain] earlier, the [Black Domain] they entered had been the very same location that Dead Zero, Calamity Reimu, and their team had entered before.
They had originally thought they could follow the trail and find Dead Zero and the others, who had entered the Shan Hai Realm ahead of them. Instead, they found no one and became prisoners themselves.
Yet, under the assumption that the entry points into the Shan Hai Realm connected by the [Black Domain] were random, they had stumbled upon something Dead Zero had left behind.
For a swordsman, never parting with one's blade was a basic rule.
But [Night Blade], Dead Zero's personal weapon, had appeared here as someone else's collectible... eighty-five years ago?
"What, you're interested in this blade?"
Keenly noticing the shift in atmosphere, Xun Wu set down the elbow he was holding and raised an eyebrow slightly.
"This blade is of decent Quality, but hardly anyone can draw it, so it has little practical value in combat. If you can offer something of equivalent value, I wouldn't mind trading it to you."
"May I ask what exactly happened eighty-five years ago?"
Rubbing his forehead and calming himself slightly, Bai Zhi spoke.
"This blade was the personal possession of an Old Friend of mine."
"An Old Friend... no wonder. I thought you were about to take me down just now. You were all giving off such murderous intent—it was pretty frightening."
A trace of realization appeared on Xun Wu's face as he smiled and shook his head.
After thinking for a moment, he crooked a finger toward the ground. At his gesture, the Night Blade lying there flew into his hand on its own.
"How about this? Since it belonged to an Old Friend,