Shen Lian thought in his heart. It seemed to him that the opponent recognized the two sword wills he inherited from Founding Master Yuanqing and Ye Liuyun. Were Yuantu and Avici the origins of the two sword wills? He recalled from before the Asura Blood Sea that he saw when the sword will of founding master Yuanqing descended on him. Perhaps he should find a time to revisit the Asura Blood Sea to know how the Asura Clan was really like.
"Do you really want to leave now? Shen Lian did not reply yes or not, but Ming Luo's intention was revealed with that one sentence.
Ming Luo held the demonic blade which was as black as ink tightly. His hand was pale. His behaviors were akin to that of a tall standing mountain and deep waters. His face had no expression.
He asked without much changes in his expression, "What if the answer is yes?"