"Earlier, King Qing said that following the iron chain upward would grant one the chance to refine the Ancient Battlefield. Now it seemed the rumor was unreliable..."
Flying toward the iron chain, Nie Yun shook his head as he went.
According to King Qing's rumor, climbing up the iron chain would bring immense benefits to both body and soul. That part had already come true, but the claim that one could refine the Ancient Battlefield seemed rather unreliable.
To refine a Small World, one first had to find that world's core. The Ancient Battlefield was shattered beyond recognition; even with his strength, he had not found where this so-called core was. Naturally, others would find it even less easily.
"Although there's still quite some time before the three months are up, for my brother's sake, I should leave as soon as possible!"
He had originally wanted to keep searching, but remembering that his brother and the Asura King were locked in a clash of consciousness, he dared not linger any longer and quickly headed back.
On the way here, he had needed to climb the iron chain while blindfolded. Going back, however, did not require such trouble.
After this period of tempering, his body and soul had fused more closely with the talisman within him. In less than a day, he slid down the iron chain. From afar, he saw the enormous turtle shell floating nearby, supporting the murky currents as though it were holding the entire Ancient Battlefield aloft.
"Why hasn't Master returned yet? Could something have happened to him?"
Inside the palace formed from the turtle shell, the Mystic Cicada King frowned, her face full of concern.
Though they had not spent much time together, the Mystic Cicada King had already developed the bond between master and servant