"Nameless sent a warning?"
In the spacious council hall, Jiang Dali's eyes gleamed with divine light as he turned to look at Sword Saint behind him.
Having calmed himself, Sword Saint paced with his hands clasped behind his back, his gaze fixed on Jiang Dali. "I have practiced the Mind Combat Technique with Nameless day and night, and long ago established a vague spiritual connection with him. Unfortunately, he has never regarded me as an opponent again, so it has been difficult for us to have much interaction in the realm of the Heavenly Sword.
Only this time, I suddenly sensed his mind releasing an intense sword intent. For him to release such powerful sword intent, he must have encountered something extraordinary. Thus, I believe he has met with misfortune."
Jiang Dali frowned and pondered. "It seems Di Shitian has likely noticed something. That man is a top-tier sorcerer to begin with, capable of divination and calculation. He may indeed have foreseen that we would rescue Nameless, which is why he acted against him first."
Sword Saint asked gravely, "Would he kill Nameless?"
Jiang Dali shook his head. "Not necessarily. If he wanted to kill Nameless, he would not have captured and imprisoned him for so long. Besides, killing Nameless would not benefit him. If I were him and guessed that my enemies would come to rescue someone, I would turn their scheme against them and set a trap, ensuring they came but could not leave."
Sword Saint frowned. He had wanted to ask whether they should still go save Nameless if there was a trap, but before the words left his lips, he already knew the answer in his heart.
Since Nameless was there, then whether the road ahead was a mountain of blades or a sea of fire,