On Lonely Sea Immortal Star, on a strange, nameless island, Shen Xin sat cross-legged beside a mountain stream. His long saber rested across his knees, a faint crease forming between his brows.
He had just received news.
The higher-ups of the Profound Jade Immortal Alliance wanted to speak with him—about his senior brother, the so-called Devil Sword, Zhu Zhongming.
Are they trying to lure me out? Shen Xin wondered. Or do they really plan to use senior brother as leverage?
In the end, he chose not to shy away.
After all, he had no other way to save Zhu Zhongming.
Could he really sit by and watch his senior brother be executed in the Heavenly Purgatory Prison?
And besides, he wasn't helpless. Even if several experts at the same level tried to surround him, he was confident he could still escape.
Shen Xin lowered his gaze and took out a strange ring.
"Master… if only you were still here."
