Putting down the teacup, Wang Junze slowly stood up and walked straight towards the depths of the Dragon Palace.
Everything that needed to be said had already been said, and what remained was up to everyone's own choices. He just needed to continue following his own plan.
For Wang Junze to have come this far, the greatest opportunity came from acquiring the inheritance of Chess Swordsmanship from that one ruin. So, he knew very well what kind of opportunity lay within this Dragon Palace, and no matter how dangerous, he had to persist in moving forward.
If such an opportunity was right in front of him and he still had to give it up, he might as well shrink back in the Profound Moon Sword Sect and not leave the Northern Domain at all.
In just a moment, Wang Junze passed through the inner hall and entered a new space.
The moment he stepped into it, Wang Junze suddenly felt himself submerged in seawater, as if trapped in a land of marshes, unable to see anything but water.
