Lynn stepped out of the star array at the Observatory of the Stars, and the starlight behind him automatically closed in.
The passage vanished, and those spinning stars returned to normal, as if nothing had happened.
He stood in the void as the Demon Eye emerged from the Goblin World, hovering beside him before teleporting beneath his feet of its own accord.
Lynn did not leave immediately. He turned back to look at that sea of starlight.
He let out a long breath. Although this trip had not completely cleared up his doubts, he at least had a sense of certainty now. Besides, coming here had made his attitude clear.
As for whether the Fate-Reversal Sect's words could be trusted...
Lynn did not think they needed to deceive him. Nor had they forced him to repay them or demanded that he do anything.
He only needed to walk his own path.
What they wanted was for him to become a savior, become proof, become a tool for entering the River of Fate.
Whether he wanted to or not, at least for now, they would not harm him.
By coming here, he had shown that he acknowledged the favor they had done him, while also making his stance clear.
I am a Stigma. I am the core combat force of Bone Spire. I am not a chess piece for you to manipulate as you please.
Those people from the Fate-Reversal Sect should understand what he meant. They would not pull any more petty tricks.
Lynn shook his head and stopped dwelling on it.
All of this was merely his speculation. He could not read minds, and compared to those old scheming bastards who played with people's heads, he was still far too inexperienced.
He took out the silver-white crystal containing information