The night was deep. Jiang Changkong walked alone toward the Lunar Cold Pool.
For Essence, Qi, and Spirit, he planned to be a good person a few more times. Taking Jiang Changyue's identity and saving a few more people would be enough.
After walking for a while, Jiang Changkong halted, his expression grave as he looked ahead.
A middle-aged man stood with his back to him, hands clasped behind him. His aura was restrained, making it impossible to gauge his depth.
A sheathed longsword stood at his side, faint vapor drifting around it.
"Who is blocking my path?" Jiang Changkong said coldly, his saber already in hand.
"Pledge loyalty to the Yun Family, and all grudges will be wiped clean," the middle-aged man said indifferently.
"A member of the Yun Family?" Jiang Changkong narrowed his eyes. "I'm afraid you don't have what it takes."
"Then step onto the road to the underworld."
The middle-aged man suddenly turned, his right hand gripping the hilt as the blade slid from its sheath with a chilling gleam.
Sword light tore through the darkness. Azure sword radiance spread like an endless sea, accompanied by the roar of heaven-shaking waves.
Jiang Changkong gripped his saber. Five Force Patterns trembled in unison, and all the Star Power in his body transformed into Blazing Sun Power.
The evening glow burned like fire, crimson as blood.
Clang!
Saber and sword clashed. The two figures passed each other, blood dripping as the evening glow scattered.
Water vapor billowed, and the sound of waves continued without end. The black-clad man paused, a trace of gloom appearing on his face.
The hand holding the saber trembled, golden blood dripping continuously. Jiang Changkong's body shook slightly, Mystic Sun appearing beneath his feet as he fled from the area.
"Do you think you