A relentless young man, a shadow of a dragon soul sword, a legendary immortal saga. Who will be the peak in the battle for imperial supremacy, only I, Lin Xuan, despise all living!
Murong Qianling watched Lin Xuan's retreating figure, her eyes flickering with emotion, while the palace-dressed woman beside her sighed, "With his strength, it's estimated he will soon challenge a Core Disciple, and by then, he might even enter the Blood-colored Trial Land."
"The Blood-colored Trial Land!" Murong Qianling exclaimed, "The trial ground that opens once every seven years!"
The palace-dressed woman smiled, "This opening will send in a batch of disciples with potential, and even you all will have the chance to enter, you must seize this opportunity!"
"The Blood-colored Trial Land, huh?" A hint of excitement flashed in Murong Qianling's eyes.
Lin Xuan was unaware of these matters; he returned to his residence, activated a simple Defensive Array, then tended to his injuries and consolidated his realm.