Within the chaos, there was no east, west, north, or south, no up, down, left, or right.
A mass of sword light raced this way and that through the chaos, as though searching for something.
"Where? Where? Where?!" Leng Qingsong stared at the murky gray chaos before him with bloodshot eyes. No matter where he went, he could see no path back to that world!
At that moment, Leng Qingsong was like a wounded lion. If anyone dared bar his way, even if the Dao Ancestor himself appeared, Leng Qingsong would dare draw his sword and cleave him in two!
Why?
Why had my elder brother banished me into the chaos?!
Why had my elder brother left that farewell letter?!
Why, exactly?!
I've already surpassed the Heavenly Dao!
The entire River of Time lies within my sight. What could my elder brother possibly still need to hide from me?!
Unrestrained Sword Qi instantly churned the chaos, turning it upside down beneath Leng Qingsong's overbearing Sword Qi!
Recalling the farewell letter Ouyang had left him, Leng Qingsong felt as though knives were twisting in his heart.
Those crooked lines of tiny writing were laughable when viewed individually.
But strung together, almost every word killed Leng Qingsong all over again.
The day Leng Qingsong was banished into the chaos, he had opened that letter. It contained only a few hundred words, yet each one made him feel as though he were being hacked apart by a thousand blades!
When he opened the letter, it was as though that figure in blue-green robes stood before him, hands tucked into his sleeves, grinning at him just as he had back on Little Mountain Peak, speaking to him word by word:
To my younger brother, to be opened by you alone:
Seeing these words is