Hearing Chen Lin's words, the five exchanged glances, their faces set with resolve.
A tall man cupped his fists. "Since I came here, I never intended to back out. After taking so much payment from you, my lord, this life of mine belongs to you!"
The other four voiced their agreement.
"Good. In that case, let's begin. Draw lots to decide who goes first!"
Chen Lin took out a lot-drawing cylinder and cast the Silence Technique, cutting off the four men's perceptions before gesturing for them to draw.
The sudden loss of sound and the weakening of their perceptions to almost nothing startled all four, making Chen Lin seem even more mysterious and unfathomable.
But since they had accepted the mission to explore the Nightmare Realm, they had long since put life and death out of their minds.
Without hesitation, they each drew a jade talisman in turn.
Chen Lin dispelled the spell and examined each man's jade talisman. Finally, his gaze settled on the youngest of the four.
The young man was named Luo Xing. He was only around twenty and had formed his origin seed not long ago.
He was the one who cultivated the chess law.
An origin seed cultivator at twenty might not count as a peerless genius in the Upper Primal Domain, but he was talented enough to stand out.
He could have joined a major sect and studied under a renowned master, but disaster had struck his family. His father had died, his mother had been crippled, and he still had a younger brother and sister to care for, so he had remained at home as a rogue cultivator.
During a treasure hunt in the wilderness, he had obtained a high-grade spirit herb, drawing the covetous attention of a heretical cultivator who had nearly