In the valley.
Jian Yue looked at the returning Jian Chen and nodded in satisfaction.
If Jian Chen had shown any intention of running away just now, he would have killed him himself, even though he was currently his only subordinate and he had spent quite a long time training him.
But as long as he showed any intention of betrayal, he would show absolutely no mercy.
"Jian Chen, mastering six swords already is quite good. You can try combining the six into one. Their power will rise another level."
"As for the remaining six, take your time practicing. The day you master them, you will surely defeat everyone in the Sword Sect and let the world know you are the true prodigy of the Sword Dao."
"Previously, I only had you follow me. But now that you no longer have a master, kneel and kowtow."
Hearing this, Jian Chen froze for a moment. Become the disciple of the Master of the Sword Realm?
His grief over Wuming's death suddenly dissipated, and excitement appeared in his eyes.
"Your disciple Jian Chen pays his respects, Master."
"Rest assured, Master. I will master the Profound Yin Twelve Swords and live up to your teachings."
Just then, a voice came from above the valley. "No, you will never have the chance."
Both Jian Yue's and Jian Chen's expressions changed drastically upon hearing that voice.
How had Lin Lang found them?
Wasn't this place well hidden? They had even avoided lighting a fire for fear of discovery, yet they had still been found.
Jian Yue looked haughty. "Do not panic. Last time, I had just returned from the Sword Realm and expended a great deal of my power. That was why I failed to kill Lin Lang."
"This time, I will let you witness