Wei Zhilin had finished copying a calligraphy model at the Knowledge and Practice Institute and was preparing for bed when he suddenly sensed a vast, mighty surge of Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy, mingled with unusually violent fluctuations of power. It seemed to come from deep within the Imperial Palace.
He sprang upright and extended his Divine Sense to examine it closely. Irrepressible excitement and joy rose on his face.
Within that unusually violent Heaven and Earth Primordial Energy, he had actually caught a trace of something familiar and dear.
It was a strand of Sword Intent.
The Sword Intent of his revered master, Li Xingzhi.
Eager to discover what had happened, Wei Zhilin shot straight through the window and raced toward the Imperial Palace. Before long, he spotted the Black, Emaciated Elder.
Now that he had intercepted the man, he saw that the scrap of blue robe raised in his hand undoubtedly belonged to his master. Hearing him say that his master was dead sent a tremendous shock through his heart.
"Who... killed my master?"
Wei Zhilin's expression changed drastically, and his voice trembled as he asked.
"The one who killed Li Xingzhi... was Heaven itself!"
The Black, Emaciated Elder wore an inscrutable expression. His right hand slowly and steadily closed around the saber hilt within his sleeve, while his left thumb pushed the guard diagonally to the right. He smiled smugly. "Heaven's way turns in an endless cycle, and cause and effect are ordained. Beneath Heaven, all living beings are but ants..."
Before he finished speaking, saber light blossomed in the Black, Emaciated Elder's palm and slashed suddenly toward Wei Zhilin.
The Black, Emaciated Elder had already recognized the profound cultivation of the Academy Head of the Knowledge and Practice Institute before him. He deliberately used his words