Published: January 21, 2025
"Respond? Why does my Mysterious Rusty Sword feel a sense of summons, as if it resonates with this palace of the wanderer?"
Qin Chen raised his head in shock, his gaze directed towards the depths of the great hall.
Faintly, Qin Chen sensed a weak attraction coming from the endless depths of the hall, as if it resonated with the Mysterious Rusty Sword. In a daze, it felt as if the Mysterious Rusty Sword wanted to detach from him and fly away, a feeling that was extremely bizarre.
Crack!
Qin Chen grasped the Mysterious Rusty Sword tightly.
Buzz!
Suddenly, dazzling mystic patterns lit up on the Mysterious Rusty Sword, which resonated with the mystic patterns on the walls of the hall, emitting a blinding light.
Boom!
A terrifying aura swept through.
In an instant, Qin Chen felt a connection between himself, the Mysterious Rusty Sword, and the surrounding hall. The originally complex and obscure mystic patterns before him became extraordinarily clear, transforming into living entities that swiftly darted about.
"These mystic patterns... they are alive."
Qin Chen's heart trembled.
Mystic patterns, similar to formations, runes, and restrictions, are typically fixed. Even if they exhibit some movement, it usually adheres to a predetermined program.
But at this moment, Qin Chen was startled to discover that the mystic patterns surrounding the hall seemed to come alive, evolving into various divine patterns in his mind, clear and magnificent.
Boom!
In an instant, it felt as if he was in an endless void, surrounded by the vast universe, where countless stars twinkled, capable of suppressing eternity and sweeping across the cosmos.
At the end of that endless starry sky, there lay an ancient star road, scattered with bodies exuding a chilling aura. These massive corpses lay fallen upon the star road, victims of various races across the universe, each one a tragic sight.
Some bodies had exploded, drenched in blood, while others had severed limbs, appearing pitiful. Still others stood, their heads missing, their bodies frozen in battle stances.
It was as if they had experienced a bloody massacre, with blood and killing intent saturating the star road, creating a haunting scene.
"What is this place?"
Qin Chen's heart pounded; this scene was eerily similar to what he had sensed within the Mysterious Rusty Sword years ago. Such a gruesome sight sent chills down his spine.
Qin Chen slowly moved forward toward the star road; however, before he could approach it, a wave of terrifying killing intent surged forth. Boom! The dreadful killing intent flooded into Qin Chen's mind like a tsunami.
A sharp pain struck him, and Qin Chen screamed, clutching his head as if he might explode from the overwhelming killing intent.
If not for his mastery over the Dead Sea Spring Eye's waters and his heightened sensitivity to killing intent within this Dead Sea Forbidden Area, just this single wave of killing intent would have been enough to obliterate his divine soul, scattering it into nothingness.
"What exactly is this ancient star road?"
Qin Chen was shaken; even with his current cultivation at the third peak of transcendence, he should not feel such an overwhelming sense of dread. Who were the corpses on this ancient star road?
"That is..."
At that moment, Qin Chen felt a chill run through him because, at the end of the ancient star road, he seemed to see a figure.
It was a pitch-black silhouette standing at the end of the endless starry road, radiating an ominous glow. The figure was towering but also indistinct, as if it dominated eternity and bore the weight of the entire starry sky.
This figure was drenched in blood, wielding a blurred sword, exuding deep loneliness. At the end of this path, it walked alone, devoid of companions, immersed in solitude.
It was as if it had fought against enemies from countless worlds, emerging from a mountain of corpses and a sea of blood.
Who was he?
Qin Chen's eyes widened as he tried to see clearly.
Boom!
Before he could identify the figure, he was suddenly expelled from the endless starry sky, his consciousness returning to the great hall.