Chapter 610
: Everywhere
What was reflected in the eyes of the Blood Venerable was the red goose feather snow that was flying all over the sky - after the countless blood sword aura that he had built and evolved over his long years were shattered, it turned into a vast expanse of snow that drifted down one after another.
Snowflakes fluttered, and in the violent wind, they were wiped out completely.
When a ray of bright red light dissipated in the air, he heard the other party's calm words.
"Sword, that's how it's used."
At that moment, Blood Venerable's memory was blurred for an instant.
He seems to have returned hundreds of years ago, back to the time when he just joined the Huangtian Holy Land - when he first entered the mountain gate, he saw a senior brother stepping on a fairy sword and piercing through the void at first sight. unstoppable.From then on, he began to practice sword obsession and became obsessed with swords.
Later, when he was stuck in a bottleneck in sword practice, his teacher once said the same thing when he waved his hands and rolled up endless dense fog, which turned into a three-foot long sword and cut through the mountains.
— This is how swords are used.
At that time, Venerable Blood still couldn't understand that stunning sword, he only felt astonished as a heavenly man.
Now with the passage of time, his attainments in the way of the sword have completely surpassed that of his former teacher, and he even touched a trace of the true meaning of "immortal".
The beginning of it all, that incomparably shocking scene, he even himself has forgotten.
until this moment.
When the man on the opposite side leveled his sword world with a wave of his hand, and when his two fingers stretched out and turned into an illusory sword, the Blood Venerable once again felt the familiar feeling.
——Stunning, unparalleled, incomprehensible.
In the field that he was proud of, he was crushed mercilessly.
And... fear!
Because the sword in front of him is not just teaching like the teacher back then, but...to kill him!
The obscure sword blade stretched out between Jiang Nan's fingers, like transparent ice, extremely illusory.
It seems that if you don't pay attention, you will ignore it.
But it was such an extremely simple sword, but it was the only thing in Blood Venerable's eyes!
Raise your hand and cut it down.
——The movement was extremely slow and gentle, as if even a mortal could easily avoid it.
But in the eyes of Venerable Blood, that ray of illusory sword glow is close in front of him, as if he has fled to the ends of the earth and cannot escape!
Jianmang, falling.
There is no splendid miraculous scene, no huge aura pressure, just a simple sword.At the same time, what fell together was the invisible shadow of death that seemed to cover the entire sky!
——Under this sword, I will die!
This is the first feeling of the Blood Venerable, like the roar of the instinct deep in the soul, a silent roar!
"impossible!"
At that moment, he who was holding the blood sword suddenly hissed and roared, frightened and angry!
Raising the blood sword in his hand, he urged an endless torrent of blood, like a surging ocean, to catch that obscure and gloomy sword!
silent.
Just like the sharp steel cuts the tender tofu, the dim sword glow spans a long distance, cutting off the desperate resistance of the existence of the realm of the immortals effortlessly!
Although the sky is full of red light, every inch is carved into nothing!
Then, in the eyes of the Blood Venerable, the dim and illusory sword light is getting closer and closer!The shadow of death climbed up my heart like tiny black ants!
As if insane, at that moment, he exhausted all his life's knowledge!
kendo!
sorcery!
Supernatural!
……
In an instant, in the place where the blood venerable was, endless aura and Tao surged up, incomparably gorgeous, incomparably miraculous!In the void, there are all kinds of visions descending out of thin air - ten thousand swords unite, sword bleeding lotus, corpse mountain and blood sea...
But no matter how magnificent the atmosphere, no matter how majestic and magnificent.
The bleak sword that fell on the head has not been affected in any way.
Cut off!
Shattered the wind, tore apart the aura, and cut off the Dao!
Cut to... Blood Venerable!
Everything seems to be extremely long, but it seems to be just a moment.
When a sword fell, everything happened in the blink of an eye!
The sword light flashed, the air was clear, and the world returned to calm.
Only the eyes of Venerable Blood suddenly widened.
No feeling.
"what?"
"Hahaha!"
"Beautiful! Exaggerated!"
"Pimpedao... was unscathed!"
As if he was surviving after a catastrophe, he laughed arrogantly, mocking the enemy who slashed out with a sword to his heart's content.
But at the same time, he also saw the pity in the eyes of that insignificant cultivator in the Taoist Transformation state on the Qingjin ship.
As if feeling something, Blood Venerable looked down.
——On that white neck, a faint bloodstain couldn't see the beginning, but went all the way down, splitting his whole body in two.
Immediately afterwards, there was a cold feeling from the inside out.
Along the bloodstain, his body, together with the expensive Taoist robe and magic weapon, split apart!
The sea of blood that filled the sky spurted out!It seems that the Milky Way is pouring down, spilling over the heavens and the earth!
Blood Venerable opened his mouth wide, but could no longer make a sound.His left and right eyes looked at each other, each seeing only half of himself.
Then, the endless invisible sword intent exploded!
—in his body!
Together with Taoist robes, flesh and blood, and soul, everything was wiped out in an instant!
Blood Venerable's consciousness was forever plunged into darkness.
At that moment, he thought of many things.
——If I hadn't been too eager to pursue that place at the beginning, the result... would it be different? .
But in the eyes of Jiangnan and Chu Zhaowen, at the same time that the sword intent erupted, the existence of a disabled fairyland withered.
Jiang Nan withdrew his gaze, as if he had done a trivial matter.
--that's the truth.
As an existence like a "King", even if it is just a projection of the soul, beheading a remnant immortal is not worth mentioning.
In other words, if the six-eyed anaconda finds out about this, and knows that Jiangnan has to use the magical method to deal with a remnant immortal, I am afraid that stupid snake will laugh at him all day long...
But just when he withdrew his gaze and was about to urge Chu Zhaowen to continue on his way, his brows suddenly frowned.
He looked into the void where the Blood Venerable died, and there was an extremely bleak "darkness", which quietly dissipated with the death of the Blood Venerable.
Although it was only for a moment, there was no trace at all.
But Jiangnan can be sure that it is definitely not an illusion!
And in that "darkness", he experienced an extremely familiar feeling.
— Calamity!
In the soul of Blood Venerable, there is a trace of disaster? !
Jiangnan immediately called the Qingdeng World Dongdong Xian through contact.
"I feel it too..."
When the girl spoke, her voice was quite serious, but it confirmed Jiangnan's guess even more.
"Although it is very faint, almost ethereal, but there is no doubt that it is the smell of disaster."
Jiang Nan took a deep breath, and his eyes became extremely dignified.
He returned to the ship, looked at Chu Zhaowen who seemed to be still stunned by the previous scene, and asked, "Zhaowen, how much do you know about Blood Venerable?"
His voice awakened Chu Zhaowen from his horror, and the latter was taken aback, feeling a little confused: "Senior, I also heard it from hearsay - it is said that many years ago, Blood Venerable did not have such a notorious name, and at that time he was still The proud disciple of Huangtian Holy Land."
"Not only talent and combat power, but even moral character and disposition are far beyond human comparison - it is said that at that time, Huangtian Holy Land had already trained him as the next Holy Master, just waiting for him to break through the "fairyland"."
"But then I don't know what happened. Overnight, the former disciple of Tianjiao was expelled from the Holy Land and became a street mouse that everyone shouted and beat. "
Chu Zhaowen scratched his head, "Although I don't know the specific situation, what is certain is that something caused this former Tianjiao's heart to change drastically—the former Blood Venerable was willing to commit suicide alone in order to save his juniors and sisters." The boy who almost broke into the monster's lair, and later...you saw it, he became like this."
After listening, Jiang Nan nodded slightly and remained silent.But in my heart, I already had some guesses.
I'm afraid it was that ray of "disaster" that caused Venerable Blood's disposition to change drastically, and he has since embarked on a road of no return.
But... have the disasters of this era appeared so frequently in the world?
After realizing it, Jiang Nan couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
A question that was once incomprehensible-why the world of Kunkan, which had clearly merged into one, would be destroyed by that extremely weak disaster.
It seems that there is already a glimmer of answer.
Probably, the destruction of the Kunkan Second Dao may not have come from the outside, but from the inside, it has been corroded.
Now in this seemingly peaceful world, I am afraid that there are already many Blood Venerables who have been eroded by the breath of disaster.
"Senior, senior?"
Seeing Jiangnan in a daze, Chu Zhaowen called out twice worriedly.
"It's okay." After his thoughts were interrupted, Jiang Nan waved his hand, "Time is running out, let's go on."
Chu Zhaowen nodded, but he hesitated to speak on his face.
Jiang Nan frowned, "Say what you have to say."
"Yes!"
Chu Zhaowen took a deep breath, as if he had made some decision, and said, "Senior, what is that sword you just... called?"
Jiang Nan was stunned. He never thought that this was what Chu Zhaowen wanted to ask, but he still shook his head, "It's just a random sword, without a name."
Up to now, Jiangnan's swordsmanship has reached the supernatural state, and every gesture is natural.
Rather than saying that it is one of the 72 techniques of Disha, it is better to say that the sword that has been deeply imprinted in every inch of Jiangnan's body belongs to his way of the sword.
Chu Zhaowen nodded slightly, but his brows did not relax. He asked again: "Senior, let me ask again—do you have a sect? Well... I mean, the supernatural power of your sword just now comes from where?"
Regarding Chu Zhaowen's question, Jiang Nan was getting more and more confused. He pondered and said, "This swordsmanship was developed by myself, and there is no inheritance - if you want to learn it, I can teach it to you after you leave. , How much you can learn depends on yourself.”
"No, no, you are mistaken."
Chu Zhaowen showed gratitude, and at the same time waved his hands again and again: "I am self-aware of my aptitude. Except for being a little clever in forging, I am not outstanding in other aspects. Even if Zhaowen breaks his head in such a profound way of swordsmanship, I am afraid It is absolutely incomprehensible."
Jiangnan: "..."
He took a deep breath, "So, what exactly do you want to ask?"
Chu Zhaowen pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth, and stomped his feet, "Senior, have you...have you met before?"
Jiangnan: "?"
"What I mean is, have I met you in the no-man's-land of Southern Tianyu?" Chu Zhaowen added.
"This...should not be." Jiang Nan shook his head without hesitation.
In the no-man's land where the dry tortoise was, it was the first time Jiangnan stepped into this era.From that time point forward, everything about Kunkan's Second Dao has nothing to do with him.
So before that, Chu Zhaowen couldn't have seen him.
"Uh..." Chu Zhaowen scratched his head and muttered, "That's a little strange."
"Why do you ask that?" Jiang Nan frowned slightly.
"Senior, to tell you the truth - I have seen this sword before."
Chu Zhaowen didn't hold back, and said bluntly:
"It was about a hundred years ago. When I first met my nephew, I miscalculated the number of monsters during a crusade against monsters, which caused me and my nephew to be seriously injured—just when we were about to become monsters. While we were eating, someone saved us."
"That man also formed a sword with two fingers. The light of the sword is obscure and dim, but it has the majestic aura of the head of all swords in the world-one sword cuts down, countless monsters are divided into two, and they are wiped out in that sword energy!"
After a pause, he pointed to the place where the Blood Venerable had disappeared, "—just like him."
Jiang Nan: "...?"
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
There are thousands of swords in the world, and there are countless swords. It is not surprising that this kind of scene can be caused.
But only the sword intent of the world's sword head was conceived by Jiangnan when he was in the sword house, and finally honed to perfection in countless life and death fights.
In the world, there should be no one else who will make it, that's right.
"Could it be...you admit it wrong?" Jiangnan pondered.
"Well...it's also possible."
Chu Zhaowen frowned, and nodded slightly: "After all, I don't know the way of swordsmanship. In addition to my age, it is very possible to recognize other people's swords as seniors."
He smiled shyly, "Sorry, senior."
"It's okay." Jiang Nan shook his head, but for some reason, he asked again by mistake, "By the way, the person you mentioned, what does he look like?"
"This matter... this junior doesn't know about it."
Chu Zhaowen spread his hands and said helplessly:
"Neither I nor my sister had seen his face at that time—at that time, he appeared out of nowhere, covered in a vast mist, and he couldn't see his face, figure, or even men, women, and children."
"That existence just appeared suddenly, and after saving me and my sister-in-law, it suddenly disappeared again—I searched for him for a long time, but I never heard any news about him."
"All over... in the mist?" Jiang Nan frowned.
Undoubtedly, Chu Zhaowen's description made him think of some bad things.
After a pause, he raised his hand, and a scene in his memory evolved in the void.
In the illusory picture, a figure holding a blue lamp was walking in the long river of time, covered with an inexplicable mist, which made it hard to see clearly and illusory.
"Correct!"
Chu Zhaowen suddenly exclaimed, pointing to Jiangnan's illusioned figure from his memory.
"Senior, it's him——when he was in Yanyan Cave, he was the one who used a shocking sword that was just like yours to wipe out endless monsters!"
Jiang Nan: "...?"
Why are you everywhere?
Snowflakes fluttered, and in the violent wind, they were wiped out completely.
When a ray of bright red light dissipated in the air, he heard the other party's calm words.
"Sword, that's how it's used."
At that moment, Blood Venerable's memory was blurred for an instant.
He seems to have returned hundreds of years ago, back to the time when he just joined the Huangtian Holy Land - when he first entered the mountain gate, he saw a senior brother stepping on a fairy sword and piercing through the void at first sight. unstoppable.From then on, he began to practice sword obsession and became obsessed with swords.
Later, when he was stuck in a bottleneck in sword practice, his teacher once said the same thing when he waved his hands and rolled up endless dense fog, which turned into a three-foot long sword and cut through the mountains.
— This is how swords are used.
At that time, Venerable Blood still couldn't understand that stunning sword, he only felt astonished as a heavenly man.
Now with the passage of time, his attainments in the way of the sword have completely surpassed that of his former teacher, and he even touched a trace of the true meaning of "immortal".
The beginning of it all, that incomparably shocking scene, he even himself has forgotten.
until this moment.
When the man on the opposite side leveled his sword world with a wave of his hand, and when his two fingers stretched out and turned into an illusory sword, the Blood Venerable once again felt the familiar feeling.
——Stunning, unparalleled, incomprehensible.
In the field that he was proud of, he was crushed mercilessly.
And... fear!
Because the sword in front of him is not just teaching like the teacher back then, but...to kill him!
The obscure sword blade stretched out between Jiang Nan's fingers, like transparent ice, extremely illusory.
It seems that if you don't pay attention, you will ignore it.
But it was such an extremely simple sword, but it was the only thing in Blood Venerable's eyes!
Raise your hand and cut it down.
——The movement was extremely slow and gentle, as if even a mortal could easily avoid it.
But in the eyes of Venerable Blood, that ray of illusory sword glow is close in front of him, as if he has fled to the ends of the earth and cannot escape!
Jianmang, falling.
There is no splendid miraculous scene, no huge aura pressure, just a simple sword.At the same time, what fell together was the invisible shadow of death that seemed to cover the entire sky!
——Under this sword, I will die!
This is the first feeling of the Blood Venerable, like the roar of the instinct deep in the soul, a silent roar!
"impossible!"
At that moment, he who was holding the blood sword suddenly hissed and roared, frightened and angry!
Raising the blood sword in his hand, he urged an endless torrent of blood, like a surging ocean, to catch that obscure and gloomy sword!
silent.
Just like the sharp steel cuts the tender tofu, the dim sword glow spans a long distance, cutting off the desperate resistance of the existence of the realm of the immortals effortlessly!
Although the sky is full of red light, every inch is carved into nothing!
Then, in the eyes of the Blood Venerable, the dim and illusory sword light is getting closer and closer!The shadow of death climbed up my heart like tiny black ants!
As if insane, at that moment, he exhausted all his life's knowledge!
kendo!
sorcery!
Supernatural!
……
In an instant, in the place where the blood venerable was, endless aura and Tao surged up, incomparably gorgeous, incomparably miraculous!In the void, there are all kinds of visions descending out of thin air - ten thousand swords unite, sword bleeding lotus, corpse mountain and blood sea...
But no matter how magnificent the atmosphere, no matter how majestic and magnificent.
The bleak sword that fell on the head has not been affected in any way.
Cut off!
Shattered the wind, tore apart the aura, and cut off the Dao!
Cut to... Blood Venerable!
Everything seems to be extremely long, but it seems to be just a moment.
When a sword fell, everything happened in the blink of an eye!
The sword light flashed, the air was clear, and the world returned to calm.
Only the eyes of Venerable Blood suddenly widened.
No feeling.
"what?"
"Hahaha!"
"Beautiful! Exaggerated!"
"Pimpedao... was unscathed!"
As if he was surviving after a catastrophe, he laughed arrogantly, mocking the enemy who slashed out with a sword to his heart's content.
But at the same time, he also saw the pity in the eyes of that insignificant cultivator in the Taoist Transformation state on the Qingjin ship.
As if feeling something, Blood Venerable looked down.
——On that white neck, a faint bloodstain couldn't see the beginning, but went all the way down, splitting his whole body in two.
Immediately afterwards, there was a cold feeling from the inside out.
Along the bloodstain, his body, together with the expensive Taoist robe and magic weapon, split apart!
The sea of blood that filled the sky spurted out!It seems that the Milky Way is pouring down, spilling over the heavens and the earth!
Blood Venerable opened his mouth wide, but could no longer make a sound.His left and right eyes looked at each other, each seeing only half of himself.
Then, the endless invisible sword intent exploded!
—in his body!
Together with Taoist robes, flesh and blood, and soul, everything was wiped out in an instant!
Blood Venerable's consciousness was forever plunged into darkness.
At that moment, he thought of many things.
——If I hadn't been too eager to pursue that place at the beginning, the result... would it be different? .
But in the eyes of Jiangnan and Chu Zhaowen, at the same time that the sword intent erupted, the existence of a disabled fairyland withered.
Jiang Nan withdrew his gaze, as if he had done a trivial matter.
--that's the truth.
As an existence like a "King", even if it is just a projection of the soul, beheading a remnant immortal is not worth mentioning.
In other words, if the six-eyed anaconda finds out about this, and knows that Jiangnan has to use the magical method to deal with a remnant immortal, I am afraid that stupid snake will laugh at him all day long...
But just when he withdrew his gaze and was about to urge Chu Zhaowen to continue on his way, his brows suddenly frowned.
He looked into the void where the Blood Venerable died, and there was an extremely bleak "darkness", which quietly dissipated with the death of the Blood Venerable.
Although it was only for a moment, there was no trace at all.
But Jiangnan can be sure that it is definitely not an illusion!
And in that "darkness", he experienced an extremely familiar feeling.
— Calamity!
In the soul of Blood Venerable, there is a trace of disaster? !
Jiangnan immediately called the Qingdeng World Dongdong Xian through contact.
"I feel it too..."
When the girl spoke, her voice was quite serious, but it confirmed Jiangnan's guess even more.
"Although it is very faint, almost ethereal, but there is no doubt that it is the smell of disaster."
Jiang Nan took a deep breath, and his eyes became extremely dignified.
He returned to the ship, looked at Chu Zhaowen who seemed to be still stunned by the previous scene, and asked, "Zhaowen, how much do you know about Blood Venerable?"
His voice awakened Chu Zhaowen from his horror, and the latter was taken aback, feeling a little confused: "Senior, I also heard it from hearsay - it is said that many years ago, Blood Venerable did not have such a notorious name, and at that time he was still The proud disciple of Huangtian Holy Land."
"Not only talent and combat power, but even moral character and disposition are far beyond human comparison - it is said that at that time, Huangtian Holy Land had already trained him as the next Holy Master, just waiting for him to break through the "fairyland"."
"But then I don't know what happened. Overnight, the former disciple of Tianjiao was expelled from the Holy Land and became a street mouse that everyone shouted and beat. "
Chu Zhaowen scratched his head, "Although I don't know the specific situation, what is certain is that something caused this former Tianjiao's heart to change drastically—the former Blood Venerable was willing to commit suicide alone in order to save his juniors and sisters." The boy who almost broke into the monster's lair, and later...you saw it, he became like this."
After listening, Jiang Nan nodded slightly and remained silent.But in my heart, I already had some guesses.
I'm afraid it was that ray of "disaster" that caused Venerable Blood's disposition to change drastically, and he has since embarked on a road of no return.
But... have the disasters of this era appeared so frequently in the world?
After realizing it, Jiang Nan couldn't help but feel a chill in his heart.
A question that was once incomprehensible-why the world of Kunkan, which had clearly merged into one, would be destroyed by that extremely weak disaster.
It seems that there is already a glimmer of answer.
Probably, the destruction of the Kunkan Second Dao may not have come from the outside, but from the inside, it has been corroded.
Now in this seemingly peaceful world, I am afraid that there are already many Blood Venerables who have been eroded by the breath of disaster.
"Senior, senior?"
Seeing Jiangnan in a daze, Chu Zhaowen called out twice worriedly.
"It's okay." After his thoughts were interrupted, Jiang Nan waved his hand, "Time is running out, let's go on."
Chu Zhaowen nodded, but he hesitated to speak on his face.
Jiang Nan frowned, "Say what you have to say."
"Yes!"
Chu Zhaowen took a deep breath, as if he had made some decision, and said, "Senior, what is that sword you just... called?"
Jiang Nan was stunned. He never thought that this was what Chu Zhaowen wanted to ask, but he still shook his head, "It's just a random sword, without a name."
Up to now, Jiangnan's swordsmanship has reached the supernatural state, and every gesture is natural.
Rather than saying that it is one of the 72 techniques of Disha, it is better to say that the sword that has been deeply imprinted in every inch of Jiangnan's body belongs to his way of the sword.
Chu Zhaowen nodded slightly, but his brows did not relax. He asked again: "Senior, let me ask again—do you have a sect? Well... I mean, the supernatural power of your sword just now comes from where?"
Regarding Chu Zhaowen's question, Jiang Nan was getting more and more confused. He pondered and said, "This swordsmanship was developed by myself, and there is no inheritance - if you want to learn it, I can teach it to you after you leave. , How much you can learn depends on yourself.”
"No, no, you are mistaken."
Chu Zhaowen showed gratitude, and at the same time waved his hands again and again: "I am self-aware of my aptitude. Except for being a little clever in forging, I am not outstanding in other aspects. Even if Zhaowen breaks his head in such a profound way of swordsmanship, I am afraid It is absolutely incomprehensible."
Jiangnan: "..."
He took a deep breath, "So, what exactly do you want to ask?"
Chu Zhaowen pondered for a moment, gritted his teeth, and stomped his feet, "Senior, have you...have you met before?"
Jiangnan: "?"
"What I mean is, have I met you in the no-man's-land of Southern Tianyu?" Chu Zhaowen added.
"This...should not be." Jiang Nan shook his head without hesitation.
In the no-man's land where the dry tortoise was, it was the first time Jiangnan stepped into this era.From that time point forward, everything about Kunkan's Second Dao has nothing to do with him.
So before that, Chu Zhaowen couldn't have seen him.
"Uh..." Chu Zhaowen scratched his head and muttered, "That's a little strange."
"Why do you ask that?" Jiang Nan frowned slightly.
"Senior, to tell you the truth - I have seen this sword before."
Chu Zhaowen didn't hold back, and said bluntly:
"It was about a hundred years ago. When I first met my nephew, I miscalculated the number of monsters during a crusade against monsters, which caused me and my nephew to be seriously injured—just when we were about to become monsters. While we were eating, someone saved us."
"That man also formed a sword with two fingers. The light of the sword is obscure and dim, but it has the majestic aura of the head of all swords in the world-one sword cuts down, countless monsters are divided into two, and they are wiped out in that sword energy!"
After a pause, he pointed to the place where the Blood Venerable had disappeared, "—just like him."
Jiang Nan: "...?"
impossible!
Absolutely impossible!
There are thousands of swords in the world, and there are countless swords. It is not surprising that this kind of scene can be caused.
But only the sword intent of the world's sword head was conceived by Jiangnan when he was in the sword house, and finally honed to perfection in countless life and death fights.
In the world, there should be no one else who will make it, that's right.
"Could it be...you admit it wrong?" Jiangnan pondered.
"Well...it's also possible."
Chu Zhaowen frowned, and nodded slightly: "After all, I don't know the way of swordsmanship. In addition to my age, it is very possible to recognize other people's swords as seniors."
He smiled shyly, "Sorry, senior."
"It's okay." Jiang Nan shook his head, but for some reason, he asked again by mistake, "By the way, the person you mentioned, what does he look like?"
"This matter... this junior doesn't know about it."
Chu Zhaowen spread his hands and said helplessly:
"Neither I nor my sister had seen his face at that time—at that time, he appeared out of nowhere, covered in a vast mist, and he couldn't see his face, figure, or even men, women, and children."
"That existence just appeared suddenly, and after saving me and my sister-in-law, it suddenly disappeared again—I searched for him for a long time, but I never heard any news about him."
"All over... in the mist?" Jiang Nan frowned.
Undoubtedly, Chu Zhaowen's description made him think of some bad things.
After a pause, he raised his hand, and a scene in his memory evolved in the void.
In the illusory picture, a figure holding a blue lamp was walking in the long river of time, covered with an inexplicable mist, which made it hard to see clearly and illusory.
"Correct!"
Chu Zhaowen suddenly exclaimed, pointing to Jiangnan's illusioned figure from his memory.
"Senior, it's him——when he was in Yanyan Cave, he was the one who used a shocking sword that was just like yours to wipe out endless monsters!"
Jiang Nan: "...?"
Why are you everywhere?