The man was dressed like a traveling doctor, his figure thin and gaunt.
Though he had his back to Su Yi, how could Su Yi fail to recognize him?
Su Yi was slightly startled. What was this fellow planning to do?
The thin middle-aged man spoke calmly, "I once promised that so long as you could take one sword strike from me, I would answer three of your questions. Naturally, I cannot go back on my word."
Su Yi suddenly understood. So that was it.
He shook his head. "You never drew your sword, so there is naturally no need to fulfill that promise."
The thin middle-aged man's gaze turned subtle. "Are you worried that, from the three questions you ask, I might see through to what you care about most?"
Without waiting for Su Yi to answer, the thin middle-aged man continued on his own, "Rest assured. Based on that sword strike you delivered in the mortal world, I would not scheme over those three questions either."
Su Yi could not help but raise his brows. This fellow was truly stubborn.
The thin middle-aged man still had his back to Su Yi. "You may first consider what you wish to ask."
As he spoke, he suddenly took a step forward.
At that instant, Su Yi's eyes quietly narrowed.
Beneath the feet of the thin middle-aged man, who looked like a traveling doctor, a Black Lotus suddenly bloomed.
The lotus was like a platform, condensed from the eternal night of darkness. Carrying the thin middle-aged man, it swept toward the distance through the Chaos Land.
Then Su Yi saw a scene so shocking it defied belief—
A stretch of heaven, earth, mountains, and rivers within the Chaos Land was suddenly imprisoned by a layer of dark sword intent, plunging into