Chương 554: Sword saint

Lu Jin, standing on the battlement, gazed across the battlefield with a deep and ominous frown etching his features. His sharp, discerning eyes were locked onto Derek, who stood in the midst of the dark green fog, an imposing figure that seemed to emanate an even stronger and more profound presence. The power that enveloped Derek was palpable, sending a shiver down Lu Jin's spine.

Derek stood with an air of uncanny serenity, his black robes billowing gracefully in the wind like a specter of darkness. His hands were placed behind him, an enigmatic gesture that hinted at his eerie confidence.

As the tension between them grew, Derek's voice cut through the eerie silence. "You can run now if you want to survive," he stated, his words carrying a chilling undertone. The offer was laced with a sense of foreboding, and the threat it implied was not lost on Lu Jin.