A figure as transparent as one made of water stood silently opposite Lin Fei.
The two were only a dozen meters apart, yet countless streams of pseudo True Force circled around them incessantly.
"Who are you?!" Lin Fei asked in a deep voice, suppressing the shock and suspicion in his heart.
The Sword Dao True Solution was his greatest secret, and now to have it unexpectedly called out by an unknown existence, even someone as composed as him felt a chill. This overwhelming sensation of passivity was more than just uncomfortable.
"Who am I?" The figure moved slightly, as if laughing.
"We have been fighting with the Royal Court for countless years. I never expected that in the end, the passage would be closed. Most of the ninety-nine original masters perished, and we were forced to leave our homeland." He seemed to be reminiscing, and also seemed to sigh.
"The former Sword Master of the Sword Canon was one of you...??" Lin Fei's heart stirred, and he hurriedly asked.