The revelation about Huo Tu's past struck Li Shen. His memories from both lives contained no hint of this connection between the legendary Sword Saint and the First Hell Sage. The weight of this unknown history pressed against his chest, forcing him to readjust everything he thought he knew about the wandering warrior.
The massive iron doors of the chamber groaned open, revealing Jin's tall figure silhouetted against the torchlight. Over his shoulder lay Tian Bao's limp body, still clad in damaged Skull Sect armor.
Zhongba's eyes narrowed at the newcomer, but recognition quickly dawned across his scarred features. His mouth curved into a predatory grin as he sensed the familiar qi signature, now amplified by the Imperial Jade Sword's power.
"Young Silver Talon." Zhongba's voice carried genuine pleasure. "I've been waiting for you."
