Ren Feifan had always kept an ace up his sleeve. Inevitably, if he was found out, no matter how many strong adversaries came his way, all he needed to do was hide in the mysterious space.
All signs of life seemed to vanish completely.
The only issue with this strategy was that if Ren Feifan wanted to leave, he would have to exit from the same place he disappeared. If the area was steadily guarded by a large army, then there could be trouble.
"Forget it, let's just open the door. We've come this far, if we grab the three great Eastern Artifacts of this Eastern Country now, we might even cause considerable damage on a spiritual level to both the Eastern Country and Hattori Morizang!"
The Sword Spirit saw that Ren Feifan had made up his mind and advised, "Place the Soul-Consuming Needle into the keyhole of this door, and then leave the rest to me."
Ren Feifan obediently did as he was told. The moment the Soul-Consuming Needle was inserted, the Sacred Sword began to quiver.