Chen Lin casually beckoned, and the infamous blood-red longsword obediently flew into his palm.
True Fire flickered around it. The longsword wailed as it became three crystalline drops of blood, glowing with an eerie light beneath the moon.
"P-predecessor..." Jian Wansheng's Adam's apple bobbed. His voice was terrifyingly hoarse. "The Hunyuan Sword Sect's life tablet..."
"I know."
Countless Sword Qi filled the air around them.
Each strand of Sword Qi was as solid as a real object, radiating a suffocating pressure.
Jian Wansheng was horrified to realize that the Sword Qi had formed a complete sword domain!
Terrifying!
"Heaven Tier... a perfected sword art?!"
He himself hadn't even cultivated a Heaven Tier sword art to perfection.
Jian Wansheng's face went as white as paper.
He was a peerless sword cultivator, yet after centuries of painstaking cultivation, he had failed to perfect even a single Heaven Tier sword art.
And the man before him...
The Black and White Attendants' pupils contracted sharply. An icy chill crept up their necks.
They were peerless powerhouses who had roamed Dream Continent for centuries—the Four Directions Merchant Association's guardian attendants at its headquarters!
They were at the peak of the Eighth Level of the Dharma Aspect Realm, only a step away from the ninth.
Across the vast Great Yan Imperial Dynasty, who hadn't heard of their fearsome reputations?
"N-no... this can't be..."
The White-Robed Attendant's Xuanming Mirror hung at his waist, yet he couldn't even muster the strength to raise a hand.
They had come at the secret orders of the two Vice Presidents, thinking the mission would be a piece of cake. How could they have known...
"Since the other two families want me dead, I can hardly sit back and do nothing."
Chen Lin spoke calmly.
The Four Directions Merchant Association was led