"Senior Brother Han, aren't you the one who cares most about rules and looks down on people like us who 'take shortcuts'? So why are you willing to throw your life away for a woman?"
Han Wuji's pupils contracted slightly.
Something was wrong.
Something was very wrong with Lin Feng.
There wasn't a trace of a fight on him. More importantly, the aura he gave off had turned cold and sinister, bearing a striking resemblance to the shadows that had crawled out of the well.
Han Wuji understood in an instant.
He, too, had faced the Gatekeeper's test.
But he had made a completely different choice.
He had probably... passed the test, in a way the Gatekeeper liked.
"What did you do?" Han Wuji's voice turned cold.
"Me?" Lin Feng laughed as if he'd just heard the funniest joke in the world. "Of course I chose the smart path. Unlike you, I'm not pathetically stupid."
He raised one finger and waggled it lightly.
"That Gatekeeper gave me a choice. It created an illusion of Master and said that if I killed him, I could gain a portion of its power."
Lin Feng's expression twisted with fervor.
"Do you know how it felt when I drove my sword through Master's chest? It was... wonderful! He was always putting on airs and lecturing me, saying I had wicked intentions and an unstable foundation. And now? I have power you could never hope to attain in your entire lives!"
He opened his palm. A dense mass of black energy swirled there, gathering into a ball as it gave off a terrifying pulse.
That power came from the same source as the black water pouring from the well, but it was more concentrated and even more dangerous.
The Gatekeeper had actually bestowed a portion