In the courtyard, Mu Yunzhou suddenly opened his eyes!
In that instant, Lin Chen seemed to see two armies facing off, the setting sun red as blood, severed heads rolling.
In Mu Yunzhou's hand, the thick-backed saber named Blood Drinker trembled faintly. Dark red patterns flowed across its blade, radiating endless killing intent.
"Congratulations on obtaining the treasured saber Blood Drinker, Brother Mu."
His sword of consciousness quivered as Lin Chen spoke first, a smile on his face.
As his words rang out, the trace of blood-red in Mu Yunzhou's eyes faded. Coming out of his earlier state, he solemnly cupped his fist and said,
"Sorry to have worried you, Brother Lin."
Lin Chen shook his head slightly.
"I've been challenging the Nine-Layer Battle Tower all these days. I haven't had the energy to think about anything else."
"But I did have great confidence in you, Brother Mu. I knew you could turn peril into safety and ultimately gain a blessing."
The Nine-Layer Battle Tower?
Hearing Lin Chen's words, Mu Yunzhou froze for a moment. Wasn't it that sword?
Just then, the entire black hall suddenly began to shake as a change took place. Beside them, the old man swept his gaze over the two of them and slowly spoke.
"Fate brought you two here by accident, and thus you were able to obtain this opportunity."
"But now that you've obtained it, the time has come for you to leave. Otherwise, leaving will become difficult."
"Remember, the martial path is long. Do not lose sight of your true heart."
With that, the old man's phantom gradually faded until it vanished completely. The stone table, chessboard, and green bamboo in the small courtyard also transformed into streams of light and disappeared into the depths of the hall.
*What a pity. I