Under the gaze of countless souls around him, this black shadow actually wanted to have a leisurely chat with him and even told him to come over... The more Lin Chuan listened, the more sinister it sounded... He kept feeling like the other party was trying to set him up...
But in this situation, he was already trapped inside the Cosmic Light Hall and couldn't leave. He figured there was nothing much for anyone to take from him anyway; at worst, he would lose a clone. Yet for some reason, Lin Chuan still felt a little panicked.
"What? Afraid I'll harm you?" The black shadow seemed to have noticed Lin Chuan's hesitation and asked directly.
"Ah... no, no... I'm coming over now..." Lin Chuan broke into a cold sweat for himself, then braced himself and walked forward.
Lin Chuan's footsteps echoed through the empty hall. The surrounding souls stared motionlessly as he continued forward, as though observing a ceremonial salute. It was indescribably eerie.
Cold sweat had long since soaked Lin Chuan's body. He had weathered countless storms, but this time, he truly had no room to fight back. He was surrounded by great figures; any one of these souls could condemn him to eternal ruin.
Step by step, Lin Chuan crossed the Cosmic Light Hall, passed through all the souls, and arrived before the black shadow.
Then, the black shadow actually pulled Lin Chuan down to sit cross-legged on the azure jade cushion and began talking about ancient times.
Lin Chuan was somewhat shocked, but he did not interrupt. Instead, he chose to listen patiently. After all, this person was the chief of the Maha Clan. What he had to say was likely something the entire cultivation world wanted to know.
A quarter of an hour later, Lin Chuan