Silence.
High above Chaos City, Yun He and the others could only listen obediently, not daring to speak.
"In ten days, you'll be leaving Chaos City."
Venerable Nine Swords said coldly, "You won't be this safe then. Even in a place as safe as Chaos City, twenty percent of you died. Once you return to the Primal Universe, I'm afraid only half of you will still be alive a hundred years from now."
"Hmph."
"You have ten days left. Make the most of them."
"If you need to challenge the Heavenly Bridge, go challenge it. If you need to study the Chaos Stele, go study it."
"It will be a very long time before you get another chance to come here."
Venerable Nine Swords waved a hand. "Dismissed!"
"Yes!"
Everyone answered respectfully.
Then, with a rush, they scattered, flying down in different directions.
The pressure of standing before an angry Venerable was simply too great.
With a single step, Venerable Nine Swords vanished from the sky above Chaos City.
He arrived before a spacious but plain-looking manor in a remote district of Chaos City.
The manor's gates were as black as ink.
"Haha, it's rare for an old friend to visit me!"
Amid the laughter, the black gates opened, and an elderly man with three eyes emerged, wearing a robe that looked woven from coarse linen.
This three-eyed elder was none other than Kandri, the guardian who had created fifty-two clones to watch over the 52 Chaos Tablets.
"It's been a long time, so I came to see you." Venerable Nine Swords was smiling too.
The two walked into the manor side by side.
In the sitting room, they sat facing each other.
The three-eyed elder Kandri smiled as he poured wine. "Nine Swords, you wouldn't come here without