No sooner had He Gu's call fallen than a rumble rose from the earth.
After a while, a human face appeared on the massive square stone.
The face stared fixedly at He Gu among the two figures before it, its expression displaying humanlike astonishment. "You are... the 'Blood Sword King'? You're still alive?!"
At those words, a subtle look flashed across He Gu's face. "Does my being alive disappoint you that much?"
The Stone Spirit chuckled. "No, no."
As he spoke, he looked at Chen Fan again, and a flicker of curiosity passed through his eyes. "Eh? It's you. I remember you, kid! What was your name again?"
Over the long years, he had seen quite a number of talented disciples from the Sword Sect.
He had also made agreements with many of those geniuses.
Chen Fan was merely one of them. Back then, Chen Fan had still been weak, so naturally, he had never imagined Chen Fan would progress so quickly.
As soon as the Stone Spirit spoke, displeasure flashed across the Blood Sword King's face. Spiritual light surged around him as he shot toward the square stone. "Watch your tone, Stone Spirit! This is the sect master of our Heaven-Splitting Sword Sect, an unrivaled Sword Immortal! How dare you be so disrespectful?!"
He Gu's words left the Stone Spirit stunned. "Sword... Sword Immortal... How is that possible? The Heaven-Splitting Sword Sect can produce an immortal too?"
Ever since He Gu had suffered grievous injuries and nearly died, the Heaven-Splitting Sword Sect had declined generation after generation. Chen Tiangan, who was only at the fourth level of Chang Sheng, had served as sect master for so many years. The Stone Spirit truly had never expected the Heaven-Splitting Sword Sect to produce a Sword Immortal after all!
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