"Spend this time attending classes with your classmates and building a solid foundation. While you're at it, hone your swordsmanship."
"When I return, I'll teach you a few things myself."
"Yes!"
With that said, Fu Xiuyi brought out a Formation Disc, activated the Teleportation Array, and left.
Xu Yuan was alone.
He let out a long breath. Looking at the "Return to Truth" Jade Slip in his hand, he couldn't help wiping the cold sweat from his forehead.
He had made it through by the skin of his teeth.
Now, as long as he stayed at Luofu, attended classes, and cultivated diligently, there should be no more trouble.
Morning class was Body Arts, and he didn't even have to attend.
Back to bed!
Xu Yuan yawned and went straight back to the Dormitory. He flopped onto the bed and was nearly asleep in no time.
One breath.
Two breaths.
Three breaths.
His eyes suddenly flew open. He sat up and looked down at his hand.
At the same time.
Ten thousand miles to the north, in a hidden cave beneath the Extreme Cold Mountains.
Bai Yuanze raised his hand too, staring at the back of it.
Bloody lines emerged on the backs of both their hands, then turned into masks as thin as cicada wings.
Netherworld Passage!
Demon Sword!
The two masks manifested from their bloodlines gave off waves of vast light and shadow.
"Why has it come out again?" Xu Yuan murmured.
"Looks like the end has finally come," Bai Yuanze said with a sigh.
The next instant.
Boundless blood mist burst forth, forming a scene in both their minds.
Beneath the Ninefold Nether.
Countless giant hands linked together to form a mountain.
At its peak.
A man drenched in blood threw back his head and laughed, his voice