Boom! Boom!
Within the River of Rules, two terrifying figures were locked in battle.
An unknown amount of time passed.
Qin Shujian felt a faint stirring in his soul, as though something were calling to him, causing his attack to falter for a moment.
Immediately afterward.
The cultivator he was fighting shattered his body with a single palm strike.
As he departed the River of Rules.
Qin Shujian gave that man a long, hard look before his vision went black.
In the Courtyard.
Qin Shujian spat out a mouthful of blood. His aura weakened briefly, but soon recovered.
"Senior, why did you interrupt me just then?"
His face was full of resignation as he spoke.
If the Godslayer Saber had not interrupted him, he might not have lost.
Being killed and forced out of the River of Rules was different from leaving of his own accord.
To put it in an analogy.
The former was like resurrecting after being killed, with all his stats halved.
The latter was like teleporting back to town from where he stood.
The Godslayer Saber said calmly, "You told me to call you when the time was up. I merely did as you asked."
Seeing Qin Shujian spit blood.
He felt somewhat embarrassed, but as a mighty Ancestral Weapon, how could he bow his head and admit fault?
Besides.
He had only followed the other party's instructions.
The more he thought about it, the more justified the Godslayer Saber felt.
Hearing this.
Qin Shujian opened his mouth, unsure how to argue back.
In the end, he could only ask helplessly, "How much time has passed?"
"It has been two days since you began cultivating."
"Two days? That should be about right."
Qin Shujian nodded silently.
After two days, any news that needed spreading should already