When we heard that, Zhang Yuchen and I were both stunned.
Zhang Yuchen in particular had never expected that the Yin-Yang embroiderer who had suppressed his fate would be the white-haired old man before him.
"Senior, then... is Master Hai all right?"
Fan Xingshui sighed when he heard that.
"The final Seven Killings Open-Eyed Guan Gong Yin-Yang Embroidery ended up on your back. My elder brother has most likely already passed away."
"What?"
Zhang Yuchen was greatly shocked.
"Why? Could this embroidery affect Master Hai's lifespan?"
I widened my eyes as well.
I did not know much about Yin-Yang Embroidery.
But I knew that Yin-Yang Embroidery inherently carried "divinity," much like spirit-invoking techniques.
For example, when my master used Grandmaster's memorial tablet to attack a Great Fiend, that was also a form of spirit invocation.
Yet Yin-Yang Embroidery was more tangible, and its power was even stronger and fiercer.
There were simply too many details and intricacies involved, and I did not understand enough.
Fan Xingshui sighed, then nodded.
"My elder brother was the last Yin-Yang embroiderer of our lineage.
And the final fate of every Yin-Yang embroiderer is tied to their last piece of Yin-Yang Embroidery.
The final Yin-Yang Embroidery in my elder brother's fate was this Guan Gong image.
But my elder brother searched all across South of the Ridges and could not find a suitable person.
And even back then, illness had already plagued him. In order to embroider this final design,
he left South of the Ridges more than twenty years ago and traveled the world.
Unexpectedly, he found the person he had been searching for in Mountain City.
You were also someone fated to meet my elder brother. I imagine he could rest easy in the underworld now."
As he spoke, the white-haired old man's