Chương 904: Fear

By now, the events in the basement of The Cathedral had long since passed and the core disciples of the various subordinate peaks were gathering at Soul Rending Peak.

Dyon hadn't done much else but sleep for the past few days. No one bothered him. In fact, his working disciple cabin was easily the quietest area in the entire Unseen Peak. It wasn't until the day they were meant to leave that someone brought a set of black robes embroidered with the Unseen Peak insignia for him to wear.

After putting the robes on and sliding on a pair of martial warrior shoes that seemed to come straight out of a 1970s Kungfu movie, Dyon strapped his massive broad sword across his chest using its black chains before walking out.

Since Dyon was exactly sure where to go from here, he simply walked to the gates, finding himself beside the sleeping old man again.

"You sure know how to live the life, old man. I can't wait until I can sleep all day too."