The Tunnel
Dao Lord Baji raised his head and a pathway opened from the Floating City down to the front of Raizel's tomb.
Lyle glanced back one more time, sighed and followed the rest of the participants out.
Lord Raizel's tomb.
On the wall of the cave was a sword mark. It was neither ferocious nor tyrannical yet it sends immense shivers down one's spine. If you move closer you would be devoured, you would be completely ripped apart. The Mark seemed to desire to slice apart all life forms, to cut even the fabrics of the universe.
It was simply terrifying.
Lyle could hear the loud thumps of knees falling to the ground in the silent Dead Forest.
This was a sword imprint of a Dao Transcendental.
Lyle furrowed his brow, very troubled. The aura of this sword imprint was very familiar to Lyle. It had an emptiness that reminded him immensely of Raizel.
He hummed to himself smiling, being in love felt so good. Everything reminded him of Raizel.